A thousand years later, a pilgrim found a stone lamp deep in the desert. He cut his palm and dripped his blood into the lamp oil. The flame suddenly surged, and the phantoms of seven gods appeared in the light: "To save the world from sin, one must first eradicate one's own delusions."

The pilgrim sheds his finery, donning humility as his garment; he gouges out his left eye, filling it with a gaze of forgiveness. When he lights the seventh lamppost, an oasis springs from the scorched earth, stone lamps aligning like the Big Dipper, guiding the lost through the eternal night.

The person in charge stood in front of the stone tablet for too long, and a believer took the initiative to approach him and ask, "High Priest, is there a problem with the stone tablet?"

"No, it's just that I occasionally feel this way, and I feel increasingly insignificant."

The believers' gazes grew increasingly respectful.

The person in charge said, "I would like to stay in the temple alone for a while."

The believer bowed his head, walked behind the other people who were praying, bent down and whispered instructions in their ear.

The group lined up and slowly withdrew from the temple, leaving the vast space to the person in charge.

Xia Chuhe crawled out from underground and silently walked with the person in charge around the statue of God, heading towards the stairs behind it.

Once you reach the bottom floor, the deepest room, you'll see whether it's a place governed by rules or not.

She was able to enter the temple smoothly thanks to Dong Huimiao's acting skills. Xia Chuhe praised her, "Not bad, I didn't expect you to have this ability."

Dong Huimiao sneered: "Those in positions of power are the easiest to play. Even if these people like to eat shit, the next day someone will select the best-looking shit in the whole city and serve it to them on a gold plate or a jade plate."

Xia Chuhe: "..."

The words may be rough, but the principle is sound; however, your words are just too rough!

Dong Huimiao glanced at Xia Chuhe, who was leading the way, and remembered the trick she used to fool the guards. She had also used it in Taotie City, but unfortunately, Xia Chuhe had already begun to guard against her at that time, so she did not fool the guards of Taotie City.

The two cautiously descended the stairs. The further down they went, the cleaner the stairs became, and the noise gradually disappeared. Xia Chuhe could only hear their footsteps.

Finally, we reached the last floor. The bricks on the floor were smooth and shiny, with a subtle, warm, jade-like quality.

The door at the end of the corridor emitted a hazy, gentle light, like a gate to heaven.