From their clothing, Hanshang judged that they should be the original villagers of this village.
She just didn't know how they turned out this way, she only wanted them to leave quickly.
For a moment, her gaze fell on the pile of fluorite in the corner, the last offering, the True Monarch was not satisfied, otherwise, he would not have chosen her to become the Saintess.
Along the way, she collected many things, including fluorite, animal fossils, and treasures from those landlord masters in abandoned small towns.
These will all become offerings for their next worship of the True Monarch.
On the way, they found a book and finally learned a little, that sacrificial offerings are for the dead, but the offerings are for the gods.
Before they knew it, a whole night had passed.
A person pushed the door open and entered, looking terrified.
"Saintess, please save your uncle!"
Hanshang, unable to hesitate, rose and walked out.
But soon, her whole being was shocked.
