On the golden scepter.
A surge of overwhelming Power of Light surged forth, devouring all the Demonic Qi.
With a "bang," the terrifying blood-colored claw shattered as well.
Mugong Hongyi's eyes revealed a trace of surprise, and he immediately grasped at the Void, sending dozens of blood threads colliding with the golden scepter, knocking it back.
"This aura, it's the Power of Light, could it be the Light Holy Son? No, it should be the Light Maiden..."
Mo Yanjin and the others realized something, their gaze fixed on the golden scepter stabbed into the ground.
For thousands of years, within the Church, the Light Sovereign Scepter was always wielded by the Light Maiden, while the Light Holy Son ascended to the position of Pope, thus reflecting the fairness principle of the Light God.
Mo Yanjin seemed to have thought of something, her beautiful eyes glimmered like stars as she muttered, "Kindness, it's kindness, is she here to help us?"
