The morning light is the holy city of the Divine Cult of Light. Every street in the city is extremely spacious. However, at this time, the street, which was originally enough for four or five carriages to run side by side, was lined with bustling crowds.

Two horses entered the city from the East Second Gate, followed by a large number of powerful people in the Divine Sect, and everyone's eyes were looking at the young man on the back of one of the horses.

The eyes were filled with piety and worship.

On the horse's back, Ma Chengze and Yang Kai were chatting without a word.

"Who came up with this idea?" Yang Kai suddenly asked.

"What?" Ma Chengze didn't react for a moment.

Yang Kai stretched out his fingers and pointed at both sides.

Ma Chengze suddenly realized, glanced around, leaned over, lowered his voice: "The way to the Liqi flag owner, please be patient, my fellow believers, just want to see what you look like, just finish the journey."

"It's okay." Yang Kai nodded slightly.

From those countless eyes, he could feel the eager expectation of these people.

Although he has been in this world for several days, he and Zuo Wuyou have been walking in the wilderness during this period, and have only heard of the situation in this world and have never had an in-depth understanding.

It was not until now that he saw these pairs of eyes that he could understand a little bit of deep sorrow that Zuo Wuyou said had been suffering from the bitter world for a long time.

As news of the Holy Son entering the city came out, the entire church members of Chenxi City came over, just to see the Holy Son's honor and to prevent unnecessary riots, Li Feiyu decided to plan a route and asked Ma Chengze to lead Yang Kai along this route and rush to the Divine Palace.

All believers who want to pay homage to the holy Son can wait and wait on both sides of this route.

In this way, it can not only resolve possible crises, but also satisfy the wishes of the church members, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Ma Chengze was with Yang Kai, one was responsible for escorting him into the temple, and the other was to find out what Yang Kai was doing.

But at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to ask too many questions. Regardless of whether the holy son around him was fake or not, the countless earnest eyes from all directions were real.

"The Holy Son saves the world!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

At first it was just a whisper, but this sentence was like a wildfire that exploded in prairie fire, spreading rapidly.

In just a few breaths, everyone was shouting this sentence.

"The Holy Son saves the world!"

Wherever Yang Kai passed, the church members on both sides of the street were slamming with their heads on the ground.

Yang Kai's expression became sad. The scene in front of him reminded him of the current situation of the human race.

In this world, there are prophecies handed down by the first generation of saints, and there is a saint son who can save the world.

But who can save the human race in the three thousand worlds?

Ma Chengze suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Kai. In the dark, he seemed to feel an invisible power descending on the young man beside him.

Reminding some ancient and long-standing rumors, his face couldn't help but change.

Li Feiyu, a method to let the Holy Son ride into the city and let the church members admire, seemed to have caused some unexpected things.

Thinking of this, he quickly took out the contact beads and quickly passed the information into the divine palace.

At the same time, in the divine palace, many senior officials of the Divine Cult were waiting. The Qianqian flag owner took out the contact beads and investigated them, and his expression became solemn.

"What happened?" the saint noticed something strange and asked.

The owner of Ganqi Banner stepped forward and told the arrangements of the gathering of the East Second Gate churches and Li Feiyu before.

The saint nodded after hearing this: "The arrangement of the Lord Li Banner Li is very good. Is there something wrong?"

The Gan Banner said: "We seem to underestimate the impact of the prophecies left by the first generation of saints on the church. The guy who pretended to be a saint is now the will of the people, and it seems to be favored by the will of heaven and earth!"

As soon as he said something, everyone was shocked.

"Are you right?"

“Where’s the news?”

"Nonsense, Fatty Ma is with him, so it is naturally the news that Fatty Ma is sent back."

"What should I do?"

A group of people were in a mess and suddenly lost their composure.

Originally, he welcomed this guy who pretended to be a saint to enter the city, but he was just a false conspiracy. The senior management planned to wait for him to enter the hall, so he found out his purpose and explore his identity.

A guy who pretends to be a saint is not worth fighting.

Who would have thought that now he shot himself in the foot, if this guy who pretended to be a saint is really favored by the will of heaven and earth, then the problem would be great.

This is the honor of the true Son!

Some people didn't believe it, and their divine thoughts surged outward to investigate. After a glance, they found that this was the case. In the dark, the guy who had entered the city and pretended to be a sacred son was indeed shrouded in an invisible and mysterious power.

That power seemed to infuse the will of the whole world!

Many people felt sweat on their foreheads, and they felt that today's things were too outrageous.

"The original plan won't work." The owner of the Gan Banner looked solemn. This person was actually favored by the will of heaven and earth. Whether he pretended to be a holy son or not, he could not be dealt with by the Divine Cult at will.

"Then I can only stabilize him first and find a way to find out his origin." The flag owner continued.

"The true Holy Son has been born, and no one else knows about this except the middle and senior officials of the church. Since this is the case, we will not expose him for now."

"That's all."

A group of flag owners quickly discussed the plan, but looked up at the saint above.

The saint nodded: "Just do what you said."

At the same time, in the holy city, Yang Kai and Ma Chengze rode forward.

Suddenly, a small figure rushed out of the crowd. Ma Chengze quickly grabbed the reins and raised his hand to gently stop the figure.

Looking at it, it was a little baby of five or six years old.

Although the baby was young, he was not afraid of having sex. He ignored Ma Chengze and just looked at Yang Kai and said frankly: "Are you that holy son?"

Seeing that he was cute, Yang Kai responded with a smile: "I don't know if he is a Holy Son. This matter can only be concluded after the flag masters and saints of the Divine Cult can be checked."

Ma Chengze was originally worried that Yang Kai would agree, but after hearing what he said, he felt relieved.

"Then you can't be the Holy Son." The doll said again.

"Oh? Why?" Yang Kai was puzzled.

The doll grimaced at him: "Because I hate you whenever I see you!"

As he said this, he flashed and rushed into the crowd. In that direction, a woman's voice soon came: "The little guy is causing trouble everywhere, what are you talking nonsense?"

The doll's voice came: "I just hate him...hum!"

Yang Kai looked in the voice and saw a woman's back, chasing the naughty baby and quickly leaving.

Ma Chengze laughed at the side: "Don't care, little friend, you have no scruples."

Yang Kai nodded slightly, glanced at that direction again, but he could no longer see the figure of the woman and the doll.

A thirty-mile long street, all the way along, all the church members on both sides of the street crawled and prayed. The voice of the Holy Son's salvation had already turned into a frenzy, sweeping across the entire Holy City.

The magnificent sound was the condensation of the will of thousands of people. Even if the divine palace was isolated from the formation, the top leaders of the Divine Cult could hear it clearly.

Finally arrived at the divine palace and was widely spread. Ma Chengze led Yang Kai into the main hall that symbolized the foundation of the Divine Spirit.

Many people gathered in the hall, lined up on both sides, and looked at each other and looked at them.

Yang Kai looked straight forward without looking at the woman above.

He walked all the way, just for this woman.

The veil was blocked and the face was not visible. Yang Kai quietly activated the demonic eye of the world-destroying world. It was still useless to try to break the illusion.

This veil is just a decorative object and does not have any mysterious power. It is difficult to exert the demonic eyes of the world-destroying demons.

"His Majesty, the man has been brought here."

Ma Chengze bowed upwards and then stood in his position.

The saint nodded slightly, looked straight into Yang Kai's eyes, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

She could feel that since entering the hall, the young man below had been staring at him, as if he was scrutinizing something, which made her feel a little annoyed.

It has been many years since she took over as the saint.

She opened her red lips lightly and was about to speak, but she didn't expect the young man below to speak first: "His Majesty, I have something to invite you, please allow it."

He stood there, and said this lightly, as if he had been walking along the way, just for this matter.

Many people in the hall frowned secretly, feeling that although the fake product had a low cultivation level, they were too arrogant. It would be fine if they didn't respect the saint, but they dared to make requests.

Fortunately, the saint had always been gentle. Although she didn't like Yang Kai's attitude and actions, she still nodded and said in a gentle voice: "If you have anything to say, please listen."

Yang Kai said: "Please ask the saint to untie the veil."

As soon as he said something, the hall was in an uproar.

Someone immediately shouted: "Bold madman, how dare you be so Meng Lang!"

How can the saint's face be seen casually? Not to mention a guy who doesn't know his origin, even with so many senior officials of the Divine Cult present, there are only a handful of people who have actually seen the saint.
To be continued...