Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 379 - 337: Sunlight Breaks the Filth, Sun’s Radiance is Eternal (2)

The Sunshine Saint Hall.

It covered a vast area.

Viewed from the outside, the Divine Hall was a magnificent rectangle, with towering colonnades arranged neatly along its facade.

Each pillar was so massive it would take several people to encircle it, their shafts carved with exquisite totems of the Sun God or a golden crow spreading its wings as if to take flight.

Other carvings depicted radiant sun discs, their lines flowing yet powerful, appearing strikingly lifelike.

The gently sloped roof was covered in a layer of gold foil, resembling a resplendent golden garment cast down by the Sun God.

Strangely, however, the Holy Hall was not surrounded by any other buildings or landscapes—only a swirling expanse of gray-black mist.

This was because the Sunshine Saint Hall did not exist in the real world.

Instead, it resided within a Nightmare Gap.

It had been transformed from the Bloody Apartment itself.

To enter this place willingly, one had to be at least a Priest of the Scorching Sun.

Inside the Holy Hall.

The walls were built from white marble.

The vaulted ceiling was extremely high, covered in a layer of stained glass.

Faint golden sunlight pierced through the glass, fracturing into several beams that fell into the grand hall, creating a hazy, ethereal sense of divinity.

Tall stone pillars lined the perimeter of the hall, their surfaces covered in scriptures and hymns, with every word flowing with reverence and faith in the Sun God.

The vaulted ceiling and walls were covered in murals depicting the sun’s trajectory through different seasons and times of day, as well as its connection to all living things.

And in the very center of the hall stood a ten-meter-tall Sun God Statue.

At this moment, several figures already stood below and around it.

These individuals were all clad in deep red robes.

Had any other veteran believers of the Sun God Sect been present, they would have recognized them.

These people were the Holy Radiance Bishops of the Sun God Sect.

Furthermore, standing directly before them, beneath the Divine Statue, was a woman in a pale gold robe. Her eyes were the color of amber, and her body seemed to be shrouded in the halo of a solar corona, lending her an air of sacred nobility.

This person was none other than Wuan Anning.

However, compared to before, her entire demeanor had become calmer and more reserved, and the contours of her face had matured slightly. Aside from that, there were no other changes.

As time passed, ripples appeared in the air.

One by one, figures materialized inside the Holy Hall.

Soon, all twelve Holy Radiance Bishops had arrived.

"Saintess, can the council begin now?"

The question came from a young-looking man standing at the very front. He frowned slightly as he looked at the silent Wuan Anning.

The other Bishops felt the same.

But they didn’t say anything.

"There’s no rush. We’re still missing one person!"

Wuan Anning said lightly.

Upon hearing her words, they exchanged glances.

A hint of astonishment showed in their eyes.

"Could it be that our Sun God Sect has gained another Holy Radiance Bishop?"

The young man raised an eyebrow.

He was somewhat surprised.

A Holy Radiance Bishop.

One had to be at least a High-Level Believer to hold the position.

Becoming a High-Level Believer was no simple task.

Any sentient being would possess selfish desires, which would render their faith impure.

Only those with devout faith or an exceptionally strong soul could achieve it.

But that was easier said than done.

Actually achieving it, however, was not easy at all.

In truth, you might not find even one High-Level Believer out of ten thousand people.

The limit for an ordinary person was, at most, an Intermediate Believer.

Moreover, simply becoming a High-Level Believer did not mean one could become a Holy Radiance Bishop.

The Holy Radiance Bishops were, on the surface, the most powerful group within the Sun God Sect.

Therefore, they were the elite of the elite in every respect.

For example, some High-Level Believers’ Abilities were limited only to prayer.

Compared to other believers of the same level, they were extremely weak in casting Divine Techniques and were clueless about handling the sect’s internal affairs.

People like that were clearly not qualified to become Holy Radiance Bishops.

"It’s not a new Holy Radiance Bishop. It’s the Saint Son!"

Wuan Anning said.

As she said this, a peculiar glint flashed in her eyes.

Hearing this, surprise appeared on everyone’s faces.

As for that Saint Son...

...they had, of course, long since heard of him.

As one of only two Divine Favored in the Sun God Sect, his position could be described as second only to the Sun God, and above all others.

During this time, they had all, to varying degrees, tried to make contact and visit him, only to be turned away at the door and given the cold shoulder.

He usually never involved himself in the sect’s affairs.

They hadn’t expected him to attend the meeting today.

Regardless of what they thought of his behavior, they wouldn’t dare say a word.

After all, he was a Divine Favored recognized by the Sun God.

He was the god’s representative in the mortal world; to question him was to question the great Sun God.

Just then.

Ripples spread through the void to one side.

A handsome figure in a pale gold robe strode out from within.

It was none other than Hu Qi.

"Greetings, Lord Saint Son!"

As Holy Radiance Bishops, the crowd was naturally already familiar with Hu Qi’s appearance.

The moment they saw him, regardless of their inner thoughts.

Their expressions at least became utterly respectful, and they bowed to Hu Qi.

In response, Hu Qi’s expression remained neutral as he gave a faint nod.

Without any unnecessary pleasantries.

He spoke directly.

"I have come today to deliver our Lord’s Oracle: The time has come. It is time to cleanse the filth and let our Lord’s holy radiance spread throughout the world!"

Hearing this, everyone’s expression changed drastically.

Hu Qi’s words were concise.

But no one present was a fool; they naturally understood the meaning behind them.