The flames descended, and a woman around twenty-seven or twenty-eight appeared before the crowd.

She wore a long golden robe, had long bright green hair, but the most striking feature was the emblem of the White Sect on her chest, made of fire, trembling slightly and radiating a strong and familiar aura.

Is this the Saintess Yifula of the White Sect?

Before Rod could speak, Vier and Lance ran out from the crowd, their voices choked with tears as they shouted, "Lady Yifula!"

Yifula's surprised gaze turned to them:

"Vier, Lance, how did you find this place? Why were you out of contact in the Outer Domain? What happened to the Ever-burning Lighthouse?"

Vier cried, "Lady Yifula, we were trapped in the Lighthouse for three months, without support, without supplies, and had to retreat when we couldn't hold on... If it weren't for encountering Lord Rod, we, we would've long been lost to the darkness."

Yifula's surprised gaze immediately turned to Rod's face.

"Rod? Who is that? Why have I never seen you before? Your attire, Fire Mark, are completely different from Saint Reel... I can feel that your souls are strong, at least five Commanders, all transcendents above, I know them all..."

Rod smiled slightly: "Lady Saint Yifula, I think you already have a guess, but it's so bizarre that you can't believe it's true immediately, yet I can now assure you, just as you thought, we come from another Fire King City, called Trolian."

In the next few seconds, the Saintess's face underwent the same transformation process as Vier once did.

However, she was, after all, a high-ranking Saintess of the White Sect, and didn't immediately believe them like Vier and Lance.

"Is there any means to prove it? I'm sorry, it's not that I don't believe you, but within humanity hides some ancient evil souls with the purpose of overthrowing humanity, many human civilizations have been destroyed because of this, I must remain vigilant."

Rod's heart was reassured, so Saint Reel knew about the existence of ancient evil thoughts, making it unnecessary to worry about them being easily overthrown.

As for proof, it was too simple.

"Qingyu!"

Rod called out, and Qingyu immediately understood.

She stepped forward, golden flames flared up on her body, and majestic life force burst forth, the powerful Power of Bright enveloped the entire scene, under the golden light, the worn-out citizens' faces displayed devout and ecstatic expressions.

They knelt down one by one, shouting in unison.

"Paying respects to Lady Saintess, may the Bright Fire forever illuminate us!"

Yifula showed a surprised expression; the young girl before her was bathed in the golden firelight, sacred and absolutely beautiful.

Undoubtedly, she was the bearer of the Eternal Burning Fire, an elect of the Bright Fire, which was something no ancient evil soul could ever possess.

And in Saint Reel, there were only six bearers of Eternal Burning Fire, and she was not one of them.

Therefore, she must be the Saintess from another Fire King City.

The surprised expression quickly turned into a smile, Yifula opened her arms, golden flames radiated out, the same bright aura burst forth, forming what seemed like two golden suns in mid-air.

The sensing of identical power made them laugh while looking at each other, Yifula stepped forward, embracing Qingyu.

The two young women hugged each other, the two suns merged together, and the golden light illuminated the giant mountain valley.

The struggling and dispirited citizens looked up, seeing this incredibly sacred scene, were momentarily stunned, then cheers erupted like a tidal wave, resonating through the valley like thunder.

They all believed that the rescue team from the Royal City had arrived, and after enduring countless days of despair, they were finally saved.

Of course, the truth was, the Saint Rel Royal City's rescue hadn't arrived, it was Trolian's royal city that had come.

The Saintess found such a miracle of fate incredibly unbelievable.

Yifula sighed softly, "I really can't believe one day we would encounter another Fire King City, we have imagined such a situation countless times, but never once in these circumstances."

After descending from the sky, Yifula invited them into a nearby cave, where dozens of injured lay, all suffering from varying degrees of pollution, two priests were praying for them.

Rod took out dozens of potions from the Dream Realm and handed them to Horus.

Thus, the Archbishop once again demonstrated his exquisite medical skills.

Yifula was both shocked and grateful: "Space Ability... so wonderful, truly wonderful."

Rod regretfully glanced at her, clearly, this "wonderful" was not wonderful enough as he only received a bit of humanity, but not the Flower of Humanity.

What he regretted more was that he wasn't the one shining from the sky; otherwise, perhaps he could have gathered several hundred Flowers of Humanity.

At this moment, the cheers outside subsided.

Yifula informed them that they were forbidden to make overly loud noises here as it would increase the consumption of the "sanctuary."

"The sanctuary is the ability that has protected us so far. It can isolate our breath, create undetectable illusions, and avoid being discovered by monsters, but the louder the noise, the greater the sanctuary's consumption. If any mistake occurs, and it alarms the giant Flesh Puppet nest on the other side of the mountain, things will get disastrous."

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