Lu Ning frowned and shook his head, saying, "It might not be the hourglass. I didn't see any signs of divinity or spiritual pollution in it."

Seeing Lu Ning say this, An Lan thought for a moment and then said, "If it weren't for that hourglass, there would be too many possibilities. With limited information at the moment, I can't give an accurate guess."

Yaen glanced at the bronze-masked saint and said, "If you want to know the location of that body, just ask him directly."

The bronze-masked saint had taken a punch from Yarn, and coupled with the fact that a large amount of his flesh and blood had been absorbed by the Crimson Sword, he was in very poor condition.

However, he continued to listen to what everyone was saying.

Upon hearing Yaen's words, the Bronze Masked Saint let out a cold laugh, his voice hoarse as he said, "Dream on! I would never betray my lord!"

Arn and the others were somewhat noncommittal.

Lu Ning thought for a moment and asked, "Regarding the issue of the disordered time worms, we can only ask one person. Once we ask, it might involve the taboos of their cult, and they will directly cause disease."

"Heretic! Who gave you permission to call my Lord by his very name?!"

When the bronze-masked saint saw that Lu Ning had directly addressed the Misaligned Time Worm, he went completely mad. He struggled in Ya'en's hands, trying to rush over and tear Lu Ning to pieces.

Yaen frowned and landed a heavy punch on the stomach of the bronze-masked saint.

The bronze-masked saint twitched, then hung stiffly on Yaen's hand, and fell still again.

Instead of paying attention to the bronze-masked saint, everyone was thinking about Lu Ning's words.

An Lan thought for a moment and then said, "If it doesn't involve a disordered order... what about the issue of the evil god? Can we ask multiple people about it?"

An Lan is not Lu Ning after all; if she directly calls out the name of an unknown evil god, she might attract the evil god's attention.

Lu Ning won't die, so it doesn't matter, but An Lan wouldn't dare.

After hearing An Lan's words, Lu Ning thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure. I haven't tried it. I feel like it probably won't work."

Upon hearing Lu Ning recount his feelings, An Lan immediately said, "Then let's inquire about Yan Bing's situation first. Yan Bing's situation shouldn't involve that evil god, right?"

Lu Ning thought for a moment: "It shouldn't be involved."

An Lan nodded and smiled, "Let's ask about Yan Bing's situation first, and then ask about the evil god's body. If we can get information about the evil god's body, we'll go find Yan Bing first. After finding Yan Bing, our strength will increase significantly. Then we can deal with the evil god's body. Perhaps there will still be a glimmer of hope."

Anlan's plan was approved by Ya'en: "I think it's possible. If we rely solely on our strength, we probably won't be able to handle this situation."

"Then let's leave it at that." Lu Ning nodded slightly.

He glanced at the bronze-masked saint who had already fallen unconscious.

Yaen also noticed that the Saint in the bronze mask had fainted, and he slapped him across the face.

The bronze masked saint's mask flew off, revealing the face of a gaunt man.

The man was slapped awake. When he saw Lu Ning, his expression immediately turned ferocious, and he roared angrily, "Damn blasphemer!! Heretic!"

Lu Ning remained expressionless, the crimson sword in his hand swirling with blood mist as it once again touched the bronze-masked saint, continuing its absorption of flesh and blood.

Lu Ning's mental strength is still far inferior to that of a Saint-level expert.

He needs to weaken the spiritual power of the bronze-masked saint as much as possible first.

Although it has already been weakened to some extent, we will do it again to be on the safe side.

The bronze-masked saint was even struggling at this moment, and he could only watch helplessly as his flesh and blood were absorbed by the crimson sword.

As his flesh and blood were absorbed, the bronze-masked saint grew increasingly thin and his aura became weaker.

When the aura of the Bronze Masked Saint weakened to a certain extent, Lu Ning stopped the Crimson Sword from absorbing the energy.

Then Lu Ning wanted Jerry to help give the Bronze Mask Saint a mental shock.

Then he realized that Jerry was dead.

Lu Ning paused for a moment, a pink light flashing in his eyes, and uttered a seductive word: "Seduction!"

The Saint with the bronze mask should be slightly stronger than the previous Saint.

Even though his mental strength was already so weak, and was even suppressed by Yann using the power of light, he was still struggling under the influence of the allure.

Yarn placed the bronze-masked saint on the ground, and the others watched him silently as well.

The struggle lasted for more than a minute before the bronze-masked saint was completely bewitched.

His eyes were filled with piety and fervor as he looked at Lu Ning. He struggled to his feet and knelt before Lu Ning.

"Great Lord!"

Lu Ning gave a noncommittal "hmm".

He then calmly inquired, "Has a demigod-level awakened being arrived here?"

The saint in the bronze mask nodded and explained in detail: "Yes, great lord, a demigod somehow got wind of our plans and found us here, trying to sabotage our operation! In the end, the Pope intervened and banished her to the time loop."

Upon hearing this, Yann and the others' expressions changed drastically.

They looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had never heard of a pope before.

Lu Ning frowned and asked, "What is the strength of your Pope?"

"The Pope has received your blessing and is now a demigod-level powerhouse."

An Lan and the others felt their hearts sink.

The existence of an evil god was already troublesome enough, but now a demigod-level powerhouse has appeared.

However, they had prepared for the worst. Considering that a cult with the ability to control time was likely quite powerful, it was possible that they possessed demigod-level experts.

Therefore, although everyone was in a heavy mood, they quickly recovered.

Lu Ning thought for a moment and asked, "Who is stronger, your Pope or that demigod?"

The bronze-masked saint's expression was grim, his eyes filled with shame: "That demigod was extremely powerful; the Pope was no match for him. He only managed to banish the demigod by using your body. Even so, he had to maintain his own power of time to prevent the demigod from breaking free of the time loop. Because of this, our plans are now almost at a standstill. Great Lord, we are all guilty!"

Lu Ning raised an eyebrow slightly.

It seems that these cultists in the Eternal Corridor are secretly carrying out some kind of plan here.

As a cult, their plans are probably not good for normal people.

Because of Yan Bing's sudden appearance, they had to suspend their plans and deal with Yan Bing first.

Unexpectedly, Yan Bing's strength exceeded their expectations.

Even the Pope, who was the strongest among them and had reached the level of a demigod, was no match for them.

Therefore, the Pope, through the body of the disordered time worm, banished Yan Bing into the cycle of time.

Lu Ning saw Yan Bing's projection earlier, probably because she was searching for a way out of the time loop and happened to sense Lu Ning's mental fluctuations.

So it seems they still have a chance.