"Ah!" From underground, a mournful cry could be heard faintly.

Hearing the sound, Ji Jiayu and Nie Lanxi both froze in place, and an unspeakable fear arose in their hearts, as if a terrifying presence was watching them. They looked at each other, feeling that the ominous premonition in their hearts was gradually becoming a reality.

After only a few seconds, the Guangming tribe members, who had been in control, gradually lost control. Seeing the chaotic situation nearby, both of them were a little overwhelmed.

Ji Jiayu turned to look at Nie Lanxun, but Nie Lanxi was also silent.

Before and after walking out of the mountains and fields to the Holy City, Nie Lanxi had considered countless possibilities, but even so, she still couldn't guess everything, and the situation before her was beyond her expectations.

Nie Lanxi's silence was her answer, which made Ji Jiayu turn around again. So, what should he do next?

There was no doubt that this chaos, with the two of them's strength, was beyond their capabilities.

This was the Holy City's sacred square, the core of the Holy Kingdom. Even if the Holy Sect's top management were slow to react, they would dispatch Star God-level and Moon God-level powerhouses within a short time to resolve the matter with devastating force.

This was the normal course of action.

However, Ji Jiayu always felt that this mess wouldn't end so easily. He had a premonition that something major was about to happen.

As this thought solidified in his mind, a golden light seemed to spread from the ground. In the blink of an eye, the golden light penetrated the layers of soil, like the sun piercing through clouds and mist, shining on Ji Jiayu's body.

Ji Jiayu was suddenly startled. He turned to look at Nie Lanxi, but discovered that there was no golden light on her body.

"Did you see it?" Ji Jiayu asked.

"What?" Nie Lanxi was a little confused.

"Golden light!" Ji Jiayu asked.

"What golden light?" Nie Lanxi said, "Let's clarify."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ji Jiayu suddenly woke up, dazed. Nie Lanxi couldn't see him, so he could only use his mental power to sense him. "Golden light flowed from the depths of the earth and shone on me, but it's no longer on you."

Nie Lanxi was silent for a moment and said, "That's normal."

As he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Let's go down now."

"I always feel like something's happening down there." Ji Jiayu was a little uneasy.

"No matter what's happening down there, the Sacred Pearl is calling for you." Nie Lanxi said, "It's very difficult to take possession of the Sacred Pearl, and the conditions for holding it are very strict. If you don't leave now, it likely won't recognize you."

Ji Jiayu was silent for a moment and then said, "Then let's go."

Having made this decision, Ji Jiayu felt a little embarrassed. He had to leave, but how?

At this moment, in front of the two of them, many members of the Light Clan were going crazy. They unleashed their divine powers one after another. All kinds of sacred arts flew throughout the sky. The sacred patterns depicted on their bodies flashed like stars. There were whistling and tearing sounds everywhere. Occasionally, someone screamed and fell to the ground, making the scene extremely chaotic.

"Follow me." Nie Lanxi seemed to see Ji Jiayu's concern. He spoke to her, then took a step forward and walked towards the Sacred Hall.

Ji Jiayu didn't hesitate and followed behind Nie Lanxun.

He had absolute confidence in Nie Lanxun, a belief that couldn't be explained.

As soon as the two entered the crowd, they were attacked by the Light Clan from all directions. One by one, fifth- and sixth-level Ming Venerates, their bodies glowing with the light of sacred patterns, rushed towards them.

Suddenly, layers of dark golden ripples spread from beneath Nie Lanxun's feet, like waves stirred by a rock striking the water.

Wherever the dark golden ripples passed, the nearby Fifth and Sixth-Rank Ming Venerates were all blown away and then fell to the ground.

Ji Jiayu was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He knew Nie Lanxi was powerful, but he hadn't expected him to be so powerful.

What kind of power was he?

The nearby fourth, fifth, and sixth-level Ming Venerates couldn't get close, and the seventh-level Ming Sheng sacred technique affected by a mysterious force in the distance couldn't attack them. Because when the sacred art was still ten meters away from the two of them, a layer of dark golden energy lit up in the sky dome, blocking the sacred technique.

There was no doubt that this was also Nie Lanxun's method.

After all, this was the real world, not the Sacred Light World. Nie Lanxi didn't have any other hidden abilities with the help of the Sacred Light Ghost; this was her own strength.

Under Nie Lanxi's protection, the two successfully entered the Sacred Hall.

The stench in the sacred hall was fishy and messy, and they both frowned.

"Over there."

While Ji Jiayu was still lost in emotion, Nie Lanhu had already found his way to the forbidden grounds. Following Nie Lanxi, Ji Jiayu couldn't help but mutter to herself: Who wants to be the eyes for whom? The further they descended the spiral staircase, the more they could sense the powerful demonic aura, and at the same time, the meaning of the Sacred Light Pearl's summoning became clearer.

Gradually, Ji Jiayu became a little nervous.

In the forbidden land, Zhou Xue, the Myojin of the Eastern Myojin, the Southern Myojin, the Northern Myojin, the Myojin of the Radiance Supremacy Sect, and the newly promoted Myojin King, Yinlan, faced the greatest threat of their lives:

An eleventh-level demon god!

At this moment, it didn't matter how this demon god came to Sacred Chenghai or how he integrated into the body of the Ximing god. What mattered was that they had to hold him off for now and wait for the other Moon Gods of the Sacred Sect to arrive and defeat him.

With just the few of them, it was impossible to defeat an eleventh-level demon Moon God, because the two sides weren't on the same level at all, and dragging things out was the only thing they could do.

At this critical moment, Zhou Xue didn't care about factionalism at all, because in the face of the demon threat, all other struggles had to take a back seat.

"Go and try to seize the Sacred Gem." Wang Yinlan's weak voice rang in the ears of the selectors one by one, "For the demon race, no matter what level or strength the person in charge is, as long as it's the Seven Divine Beads, it will have a great effect on their restraint, especially the Sacred Light Pearl."

A group of selectors collapsed to the ground after the huge demon face appeared. Then, after the Ming gods completely took over the pressure, they all stood up again. However, they couldn't intervene in the battle between tenth-level Myojin just now, especially now. They were pale and didn't dare to move, and they remained so after hearing Wang Yinlan's words, and only a few dared to move on the pilgrimage beads.

Mo Yao, who had failed previously, stood aside in disappointment and fear, waiting for fate to decide, and then the second selector began his own attempt.

Seeing this scene, the huge demon face snorted coldly, and Xi Ming's divine body was filled with wisps of golden liquid, which didn't slide down but evaporated directly, strengthening the field where he was about to be destroyed. The ever-spinning wheel of judgment also continuously attacked several Myojin, suppressing their field and enveloping the area.

At the same time, the demonic shadow condensed a large hand filled with black mist and grabbed it towards the Holy Radiance Orb. Seeing the large black hand fall from the sky, the voters' faces turned even paler.

At this moment, one of the hands touched the Holy Radiance Orb, and the Holy Radiance Orb immediately erupted with a subtle golden light. This golden light seemed to possess life, condensing into a slender silk thread in the air, shooting towards the demonic shadow's black hand. The silk thread instantly pierced the black hand, and after piercing through, it twisted back and forth, piercing back and forth several times.

"Boom!" The black hand dispersed into black mist and disappeared. "Seven divine beads!"

The demonic face looked at the light emitted by the Holy Radiance Orb and revealed an angry expression.

I saw it raise its head and roar, breaking through the layers of earth and heading straight for the Sacred Square. The people of Light in the square were enveloped in black mist, and the mist frantically converged into the ground, condensing into a neck, torso, and limbs beneath the demonic face. With the appearance of the demonic body, the entire demon's momentum skyrocketed.

It strode toward the Sacred Pearl, and with each step, the forbidden grounds nearly trembled. "Stop him!" Several gods changed color as a result.

If the demonic face just now possessed a fraction of the power of an eleventh-level demon god, then now this demonic shadow condensed from the body of the demon already possessed fifty percent of the combat effectiveness of a demon god under normal circumstances, and it could literally slap all the voters to death with a slap.

Under such powerful coercion from the demon god, even the light of the Holy Radiance Orb dimmed.

Of course, this wasn't just due to coercion; in fact, the voters' own compatibility wasn't enough to support the Sacred Light Pearl's radiance.

The second draft also failed, and its compatibility was also over 90%. After the second voter let go in disappointment, the third voter stepped forward. His touch caused the Holy Radiance Orb to burst into light again, like a flame illuminating the darkness. The demon god paused slightly, but that was all, and he continued walking forward.

Each step was heavy and firm, carrying the threat of death, and the other Myojin fields couldn't stop him from advancing at all.

As the light flashed again and again, the selectors failed one by one, and Wang Yinlan and the other Ming gods gradually fell into despair. At the same time, they were also extremely confused. What about the other Ming gods of the Sacred Sect? Where did they all go? This wasn't normal!

In the forbidden ground, a battle was raging between the three parties: the human selectors, the Ming gods, and the demon gods. On the winding stairs, Ji Jiayu and Nie Lanxi were constantly descending.

Outside the Sacred Hall, the low-level light clansmen were frantically killing each other, and only Ming Sheng was able to barely resist the demon god's secret method.

In a distant area near the Sacred Square, several members of the Light Clan witnessed this scene from a high vantage point, speechless with shock. At the same time, they all had doubts in their hearts—what about the people of the Sacred Sect? What about their support?

"Is it time?" Chen Miaoyi couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up and looked down. However, the golden-veiled woman never let go, and she couldn't move.

"I'm sure it's the Sin Demon." The golden-veiled woman suddenly spoke, "Wait another five minutes. Close the net in five minutes."

Chen Miaoyi stood where she was, immediately crushing a cup with both hands into powder, causing the water in the cup to evaporate.