**Chapter 677 Do You Believe the Divine Faith Fruit Was Stolen?**
**Chapter 678 Old Lunatic**
Everyone, including the four people inside the safe house, felt a chilling sense of impending death!
Angie’s mental state appeared extremely unstable. After a low laugh, she twisted her neck like a zombie, looked around, and her gaze locked onto Leng Xiu. Leng Xiu was terrified! He instantly transformed into ten blood bats and scattered, attempting to flee.
However, countless thin red threads emerged from the space around them, quickly binding the ten blood bats. They were pulled taut—and the bats exploded into a bloody mist! The sky filled with blood mist was forced to re-condense into a vampire-like figure, which flew backward and crashed into one of the tall pillars supporting the Holy See, cracking the stone pillar!
Dark purple deathly marks spread across his pale cheeks, and he violently vomited black, clotted blood. In just one exchange, he was severely injured! Perhaps Leng Xiu had already overexerted himself breaking the safe house’s seal, but he was still a Spirit Master of the fourth realm. He should have been able to withstand a few attacks from a Sacred Realm expert, not be so utterly defenseless. Unless, Saint Pastor Angie was truly that powerful!
The dense red threads in the air swirled like tangled yarn, then quickly converged into a grotesque, humanoid shape and continued its attack on Leng Xiu!
“Buzz—!” The space before Leng Xiu vibrated, emitting a magma-red light. Fen Cheng stepped out of the red light, and the charging red thread humanoid immediately twisted and melted, being sucked into the scorching magma that formed a vortex on Fen Cheng’s face, where it dissolved and vanished. A muffled voice, suppressed with rage, echoed from the vortex, “Your Excellency Saint Pastor, please remain calm.” Although he wanted to kill this useless thing Leng Xiu, this person still had some use, and he couldn’t die just yet.
“Heh~” On the elevated stairs, the old man in the gray robe hunched over, leaning on his scepter. He lowered his head and grinned eerily, “Hehehehe~~ Since there’s no Divine Faith Fruit, the children of Burning Heaven, you will become the nourishment for the resurrection ritual!” As he spoke, his terrifying aura intensified! It seemed to be approaching the Sage level!
“!!” Inside the safe house, Xia Feng’s eyes widened as he watched the scene outside, his heart filled with shock. He had guessed that Saint Pastor Angie would be formidable, but he hadn’t expected her to be *this* formidable! However, this was good… Let them fight! Let everyone fight! Xia Feng thought hopefully. He had chosen this moment to steal the Divine Faith Fruit precisely to provoke a conflict between the Burning Angel Disciple and Saint Pastor Angie. This way, he and the three women could take advantage of the chaos and escape to safety.
“Your Excellency Saint Pastor.” Fen Cheng suddenly said in a deep voice. With a wave of his hand, a fruit surrounded by a crimson-gold rune floated out of the magma-constructed giant hand and flew directly towards Saint Pastor Angie. It was the Divine Faith Fruit! *No way, you still have one?* Xia Feng was stunned and subconsciously checked his Nascent Ten Space. The Divine Faith Fruit was indeed with him. That is to say, this fruit belonged to Fen Cheng himself.
“This is a personal possession this Venerable One obtained 700 years ago,” Fen Cheng’s voice was muffled. “Your Excellency Saint Pastor, can you calm down now?” Saint Pastor Angie’s surging aura paused and slowly receded. The strange blood-red light in her cloudy eyes faded, and she reached out to take the Divine Faith Fruit. Fen Cheng then glanced at Leng Xiu, his majestic gaze icy cold: “Blood Ghost, you owe this Venerable One a life.”
The Divine Faith Fruit cultivated by Leng Xiu was originally obtained during a collective operation by the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall and was public property, not Leng Xiu’s personal possession. However, Leng Xiu could use his merit from cultivating the Divine Faith Fruit to maturity to exchange for treasures he desired within the Burning Heaven system. As for the loss, the loss of the Divine Faith Fruit was a minor issue; the failure of the Sumeru King Order transaction due to the Divine Faith Fruit’s loss was the major problem! Leng Xiu understood that if the transaction failed because of him, Your Excellency Tianci would never let him off easily when he returned to Burning Heaven! He spat out a mouthful of blood, twisted his neck, and got up, completely shedding his lazy, wild demeanor, and bowed respectfully to Fen Cheng.
“Heh heh~ So this is the Divine Faith Fruit,” the old woman in the gray robe said from further away, holding the miraculous fruit and examining it under the moonlight. She grinned and threw her head back, her hood falling backward to reveal her shriveled, gray-white hair that danced like rotten branches in the night. Her lips spread into a wider grin, and the faint crimson glow of madness in her eyes intensified. She clenched her bony, ugly hand! The Divine Faith Fruit instantly shattered, turning into crimson-gold spirit flow that surged into her mouth and nose.
“What are you doing!” the Apostles’ expressions changed slightly, and they rushed to stop her, but it was too late. The Divine Faith Fruit was usually used with the [God King Statue] to obtain authority from the faith deity, but the process would be very conspicuous. Using it now was akin to brazenly announcing to Saint Pastor Moro that something unusual was happening here. Although they, the Burning Angel Disciples, dared to enter Black Moon City, they had to act in secret. If their tracks were exposed, they would be offering themselves as sacrifices to the Sage of Moro. They had thought that Saint Pastor Angie, even in her frenzy to escape Black Moon City, wouldn’t act so recklessly. But they hadn’t expected her to go completely mad like this!
“Angie, are you seeking death!” Fen Cheng suppressed his rage. “Why didn’t you wait until we were out of the city to use it!”
“Heh heh heh~~~ What do you understand!”
“I can wait! But my sister can’t!” Her sparse, withered hair whipped at the woman’s crazed, ugly face as her previously receding aura surged at an unbelievable speed! Faint divine light shot up into the sky!
“Buzz—!!!” The funeral pews and worship altars inside the Holy See turned to dust, and waves of energy surged!
“Old lunatic!” Leng Xiu cursed and turned to run. Fen Cheng and Ji Ying also quickly retreated from the Holy See’s tall building. However, the three were not truly fleeing but quickly took positions on three sides outside the Holy See, forming a circle. They performed hand seals, constructing a spirit particle barrier. Simultaneously, a beam of holy light descended from the sky, forming a luminous figure—it was Guang Tu. He formed hand seals and also joined in constructing the barrier. Luckily, with Guang Tu’s help, the barrier formed rapidly, blocking the divine light from the Holy See within the building before it could reach the heavens.
Inside the Holy See. Xia Feng felt a bit numb, looking helplessly at the scene outside. He was truly defeated. He had expected to see Saint Pastor and the Apostles fight each other to a mutual destruction. But who knew Fen Cheng secretly had another Divine Faith Fruit, and even more unexpectedly, Saint Pastor Angie’s mental state was too abnormal! What was she trying to do? She had just said she could wait, but “sister” Hethwe couldn’t wait… But wasn’t Hethwe dead? Could it be… she had some means to resurrect Hethwe? As Xia Feng’s thoughts raced, Saint Pastor Angie, bathed in divine golden light, rolled her cloudy eyes. After a moment of stillness, she suddenly looked down menacingly towards the safe house below! A bone-chilling coldness plunged into the souls of the four! The old woman’s mottled face, illuminated by the golden light, now appeared unnaturally sacred, but her indifferent laughter was terrifying: “Perfect, I’m missing a sacrifice.”
