On the other side.
Wu Xiaode rode the White Tiger forward with a leap—
The two suddenly appeared amidst a stretch of continuous mountains and forests.
Peering through the woods into the distance, one could faintly make out a cluster of buildings.
That place was one Wu Xiaode had just recently visited in the real world, so he recognized it at a glance.
—It was the Church Court of the Holy Sect.
"Stop!" Wu Xiaode said.
"No need to look further?" White Tiger asked.
"We're not far now, let's just walk from here," Wu Xiaode replied.
Just the right time to see what the situation with the Pope was after three years.
"Three hundred meters ahead in the valley, a group of Believers is being surrounded and attacked by Demons, and their numbers are dwindling," White Tiger said.
"Let's go and see."
Wu Xiaode released steaming vapor from his body, which dispersed into the jungle and gradually dissolved into the Void.
At the same time, he was concealed within this Void.
