The two nodded and darted off in different directions.
Lin Zifeng stood in place, lighting a cigarette, his lips curling slightly as his sharp gaze fixated on the Wumo cultists amidst the crowd...
"They will beco the most faithful believers within the Holy Land, receiving the divine glory bestowed by the Sect Hierarch, including the divine protection for their families, relatives, and friends. Rest assured, offer up all the virgin beauties, and our Holy Land will grant you the highest faith glory for nine lifetis..."
A cultist frantically proclaid from atop the truck how incredible their Holy Land was and what divine power it possessed.
Imdiately, all the believers below frantically responded in unison.
These residents have been deified by the evil here.
In their bones, the Holy Land represents everything.
With a hundred-year history, generations in the Wumo Holy Land have held unwavering faith in the Holy Land from birth, leading everyone to blindly worship this so-called Holy Land.
The one thing that puzzled Lin Zifeng was why this evil had existed for so long; why hadn’t the Martial Arts world eradicated them earlier instead of leaving them to persist until now?
"Our great Sect Hierarch, please accept my daughter as a believer. We are honored to beco your followers. May the great Sect Hierarch bless us..."
An old woman pushed her youngest daughter into the truck, devoid of any farewell sorrow; instead, it was an excitent for them.
Even the woman chosen to be a believer was proud of herself.
It seems the residents here have been demonized by this century-old evil for years.
"Who else is willing to follow us in worshipping the Sect Hierarch?"
The cultist arrogantly shouted through the streets.
"I! I’m willing!"
Amid the crowd, a stunning beauty suddenly separated herself.
"Do you know the conditions for selecting believers in the Holy Land?"
The black-robed cultist said loudly. Here, anything related to their Holy Land absolutely received support and attention from everyone.
The beauty said nothing, directly removing the veil from her beautiful face.
Instantly, a flawless, exquisite face appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The cultist’s eyes lit up with greed and excitent.
He hurriedly pulled the woman into the truck, while Lin Zifeng stood outside the crowd, hands clasped behind his back. As she entered the truck, she locked eyes with Lin Zifeng for one second.
At that mont, Lin Zifeng clearly sensed a deep hostility in her eyes, a feeling very familiar because Lin Zifeng had experienced such an aura before...
"Did you see that? Another believer willingly embraces our Holy Land. Who else wishes to join? Who else wants to co?"
Lin Zifeng turned silently; the mixed-blood beauty was exactly the woman who had bumped into him.
However, now was not the ti to dwell on this.
After Huo Zhengfeng and Shuobude prepared, they gestured to Lin Zifeng.
The three lowered their heads, faces stern. Just now, Shuobude approached a few Church Envoys claiming there were three great beauties over here, and those fools indeed believed the bald man’s words, revealing greedy expressions.
Shuobude led all three to a secluded alley.
With a sowhat chubby and bloated face, he squeezed out a bright smile and laughed, "Well, those three snow-white beauties are inside, you will definitely find them. Very beautiful flower girls."
"I hope you’re not lying to us, or the Divine will punish you."
"Don’t worry, how could I deceive you? I’m also afraid the Divine won’t protect ." He touched his bald head and quickly vanished from behind the three Church Envoys.
"Hmm?! Where are the flower girls? Where are the flower girls? There are none. We’ve been deceived."
One of the black-robed Church Envoys seed to notice sothing.
"Aren’t the flower girls right before you?" Huo Zhengfeng slowly erged from the alley, holding a longsword and smiled at the three.
Realizing this guy before them was not friendly, the three exchanged glances and quickly turned back.
"Since you found the flower girls, why not capture them?" Master Shuobude waved a burlap sack against the stone wall.
Instantly, crackling sparks sprayed out from the sack.
"Who are you? How dare you deceive us Church Envoys? Do you not wish to live?" One of the Church Envoys harshly rebuked, turning to flee towards another path.
"Clang—"
The sword vibrated, and Lin Zifeng ca through the path with a soft sword.
"Who exactly are you?"
The three began to panic.
"We are your killers!"
Striding forward, Lin Zifeng said nothing, but a cruel yet charming smile played at his lips.
The soft sword was drawn; sword light flashed.
Shu——
The three fell helplessly with bloodshot eyes, never understanding why these people wanted to kill them, why they dared to kill them...
"Change into their clothes; we’re entering the Holy Land." Retrieving the soft sword, Lin Zifeng expressionlessly stripped the three bodies of their clothes.
By late afternoon, nearing dusk, the three donned the Church Envoy’s attire, covered their faces, and followed the truck heading towards the Holy Land Mountain Range.
The three large trucks were luxuriously outfitted, with all interior facilities designed like a KTV, giving them a bit of an RV feel.
Each truck carried ten won selected from the little Earth City.
These won were chosen from various villages; although there weren’t many beauties, they were young and charming.
They all harbored a heart devoted to the Holy Land Sect Hierarch.
Under the influence of this grand environnt, everyone regarded the Sect Hierarch as a god.
It was sowhat akin to one person joining the army bringing honor to the entire family.
Once they infiltrated the trucks, all the won inside were prodded by the Church Envoys to drink a suspicious beverage.
Initially, nothing seed amiss, but gradually, the won unveiled their veils, revealing their attractive faces.
Lin Zifeng found the woman who bumped into him on the street that morning, grabbed a bottle of champagne from the truck’s rack, and poured her a glass.
It beats drinking whatever they’re offering.
"Beauty, have a drink." Lin Zifeng mimicked the oily and smooth tone of the Church Envoys.
"Get lost! I’m going to et your Sect Hierarch, do you little lackeys have a death wish?"
To his surprise, the woman slapped the champagne glass out of Lin Zifeng’s hand!
Expert!!!
In an instant, two words sprung into Lin Zifeng’s mind!
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