Five minutes was short, but five minutes was long.

When the Golden Veiled Lady made her decision, the entire Holy City was shocked by what had happened in the Sacred Square.

For over three hundred years, let alone war, there hadn't even been a few large-scale riots in the Holy City, but what happened today had nearly shattered their inherent beliefs.

The Guangming Clan members in the Sacred Square were killing each other like madmen, their eyes bloodshot, and they were in despair, as if they were life-and-death enemies.

Watching this scene from afar, all the other Guangming Clan members were terrified, fearing that if they came into contact with them, they would become like them.

The lower-level Light Clan members watched from afar and discussed. "What's happening in the Sacred Square?"

"I heard there's a demon invasion!"

"My son is from the Ninth Holy Light Monitoring Station, and he said the monitoring station detected a super-high-grade demonic energy there!"

"Demons!"

The Guangming Clan members who heard this were slightly frightened.

To be honest, after hundreds of years, no matter how many earth-shattering evil deeds the demons had committed before, they weren't really clear about them. At most, they had heard and seen them from their predecessors or in books, so they wouldn't feel too afraid just by hearing the word "demon."

However, everything that happened in the Sacred Square filled them with dread and fear. What kind of ability was this? Manipulating people's hearts? Or was it simply magical? It was terrifying!

The low-level Guangming Clan couldn't join in or turn the tide of the battle, and many Ming Saints rushed towards the Sacred Square, followed by them, and they found themselves in a difficult situation.

It should be noted that every battle is divided into two sides: friendly and hostile. Enemies are usually malicious towards them, but the enemies in the Sacred Square weren't malicious, but were clearly being manipulated, and they were essentially kind and innocent people.

Facing their own people, the Ming Saints who came to support them didn't know what to do: should they ruthlessly kill them or passively defend?

After struggling for a while, the Ming Saints still chose the latter, passively defending while stunning this group of controlled Light Clans.

There were too many Light Clans affected. After all, the protests caused by the Elector Plan had gathered hundreds of thousands of Light Clansmen, and the Sacred Square was the largest square in the Holy Kingdom, more than enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

This chaotic scene was difficult to control no matter how many Ming Saints arrived.

Watching the chaos spread, doubts arose in the minds of many Light Clansmen—where had the Ming Saints of the Sacred Sect gone? Where had the Great Prophet gone? Why hadn't anyone stepped forward to resolve this matter yet? Could something have happened to the Great Prophet and the Ming Saints of the Sacred Sect? The enemy they were facing this time wasn't just one or a few demons, but an army of demons?

Furthermore, they couldn't think of any other possibility. And thinking about the possibility of a large-scale demon invasion, they were even more terrified.

Would what was written in the book come true?

Underground in the Sacred Hall, Ji Jiayu and Nie Lanhu finally reached the edge of the square.

Before arriving, Nie Lanxi had used her own abilities to completely conceal their auras.

It was unknown what kind of skill Nie Lanxi possessed, causing the Ximing God and the Sin Demon to ignore them.

The two stood outside the field, silently observing the battlefield.

From their perspective, the field was like a blister, with the inside and outside of the blister being two worlds.

Within the "blister," several Ming Gods were supporting their fields to withstand the pressure. At the same time, the voters were trying to seize the Sacred Pearl one by one.

After staring at the group of voters for a while, Ji Jiayu breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Zihang and Ding Lu were among them, and neither of them were experiencing any major problems except for their pale faces.

After confirming the voters' safety, Ji Jiayu turned his gaze to the Sacred Pearl.

At this moment, the Sacred Light Pearl was being touched by the voters' hands, and under its influence, it was blooming with a pale golden luster. However, this layer of luster could barely stop the Sin Demon from taking a step forward.

However, the moment Ji Jiayu's gaze fell on the Sacred Gem, the Sacred Gem actually exploded with golden light. The golden light pierced the Sin Demon's body like a sharp arrow, incinerating a large amount of demonic energy, which slightly changed the Sin Demon's expression.

His face was filled with confusion and anger.

However, he still didn't look at Ji Jiayu and Nie Lanhui.

The enraged Sin Demon's form began to change. His demonic body twisted and expanded, and his limbs became thick and ugly. Dark veins protruded high, close to the surface of his skin, and were clearly visible. His head was swollen, his expression furious, and his entire body exuded a terrifying aura.

"Anger form."

"He's a Sin Demon!" Seeing this Sin Demon's appearance, several Ming Immortals finally recognized him.

"Sin Demon?" The electors and Ji Jiayu were a little confused.

"The Sin Demon is an ancient demon god of the demon race. He cultivates the path of sin and can control the seven original sins—arrogance, jealousy, anger, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust." Nie Lanxi's voice rang out.

"So, those light clansmen in the Sacred Grounds were all in a rage just now, influenced by the sin demons!" Ji Jiayu suddenly realized.

"Sin demons have seven forms, and they are also seven forms." Nie Lanxi said, "I was wondering why the Sacred Sect's reaction was so slow. It seems they were waiting for an opportunity to discover the other six forms of the Sin Demons."

"This is too cruel, isn't it?" Ji Jiayu thought of the corpses in the Sacred Grounds and the tragic scene in the Sacred Grounds, and couldn't bear it.

"If you look at things from the perspective of the top of the Sacred Sect, you'll understand that such a sacrifice is the smallest sacrifice." Nie Lanxi was very calm, "Allowing the other six forms of the eleventh-level sin demons to hide in the Sacred City is equivalent to six extremely unstable factors that could devastate the entire city at any moment." The damage caused by that time would have been far greater than it is now."

Ji Jiayu paused for a moment. "I understand that, but unfortunately..."

While Nie Lanxi was thinking this, several Ming immortals also came to a realization. The great prophet must be busy figuring out the other six forms of the sin demon, because compared to one, the other six forms were the real big problem.

"Huh."

In an instant, the Myojin on the scene made a decision—no matter what, they wanted to make this enraged sin demon feel troubled, and use their abilities to engage several other forms.

Once they made a decision, they could no longer remain passive on the defensive.

But to shake an eleventh-level demon god, their strength alone wasn't enough. Even if the opponent only possessed half the power of one of the seven forms, it still wouldn't be enough.

They had to rely on the Sacred Gems, and they had to rely on the chosen ones. Several Ming immortals turned their gazes to Su Mengmeng and the others.