However, knowing that this guy loved to stir up trouble, he probably wouldn't get angry with him.

Li waited leisurely.

Sure enough, a little while later, Lya's phone rang.

Hello, Ly answered the call.

Wait, you going to the holy prayer conference? The voice on the other end and immediately fired off a question.

What's wrong? Can I go? Lingy chuckled.

It's not that you can't go, but doing this is a bit inconsiderate.

I worked hard to help you establish the sacred flame sect, and you just run off to participate in the holy prayer conference without a word.

Leon Hoy<unk>s tone was filled with dissatisfaction, sounding quite hurt.

Cut the crap.

Just say what you want.

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.

Linny rolled his eyes.

He I just want to know what you're planning.

Can you give me a hint? Leon Ho Yun immediately switched his tone.

It was the same old routine.

This guy could never keep his cool in such situations.

I can't tell you about that.

Linny directly refused.

It wasn't that Leon Ho Yun was unreliable.

But this matter involved a supreme being and Linny didn't want Leon Ho Yun to get entangled in it.

He trusted Lang Ho Yian, but that didn't mean the supreme being Lu Tian Yuan would trust him.

So not telling Leong Ho Yun what he was going to do was actually a way to protect him.

Hey, you never mind.

It was clear that Leong Ho Yun wasn't just trying to pry into Linia's plans.

He quickly changed the subject and asked, "How much do you know about the Holy Prayer Conference as a direct descendant of one of the twel apostles families?" Leon Ho Yun was evidently well-informed about some of the secrets within the church.

The more he learned, the more he rebelled.

Given Leong Ho Yun<unk>s strong background, he had been quite a qualified elite of the twel apostles family before he started slacking off.

Linu wasn't sure when that decline started as Liong Ho Yun never talked about it, but Lin Yi vaguely knew that Leong Ho Yun held a strong disdain for the church and his own background, which was somewhat related to his brother, Leong Gene Tion.

Linny didn't know what had happened between them, and there was no need to know.

If he had the opportunity, he would be willing to find out, but he wouldn't intentionally create opportunities just to learn about it.

I know a bit, but there are some things I'm truly unaware of," Lini said directly.

In fact, he knew just as much as Leon Hoy did.

After all, he had held a significant position within the church in his past life.

Furthermore, with Leon Ho Yun being such a blabbermouth, well, has he ever been able to keep a secret? It could be said that even if Linui didn't know something, he would have learned it from Liong Ho Yan long ago.

He I knew you wouldn't know these things.

Let me tell you, an hour passed and Lini finally hung up the phone, rubbing his slightly throbbing temples.

The information Leong Ho Yun mentioned was actually the same as what Lini already knew.

For outsiders, having this information could indeed provide an advantage at the Holy Prayer Conference.

However, whether these details were big or small, Linux was already aware of them, and not knowing them wouldn't affect his current plans at all.

Because after interacting with Lu Tian Yuan, Lina's purpose for participating in the Holy Prayer Conference was no longer as simple as acquiring top tier holy light skills.

But it was clear that Leong Ho Yun also understood that this information might not necessarily be useful.

So, he ultimately reminded Lin Yi to be flexible and not to blindly follow doctrine.

The reason was obvious.

The church had long since loathed Leon Ho Yun as a traitor.

And how could they not have anticipated that he would share this information with Lini? Therefore, if Lini really followed these instructions, it could even backfire.

This was Leon Ho Yun<unk>s advice to Lini.

You need to be aware of these things, but don't rigidly apply them.

All right.

Now, all that's left is to wait for the day after tomorrow.

Lied, looking out the large floor toseeiling window of the hotel.

From this direction, you could even see the faint outline of the southern church's cathedral to prepare for the holy prayer conference.

The church had actually begun its preparations half a month ago.

This year s holy prayer conference was the first one truly presided over by Leong Gene Tion since he took over the southern church.

Therefore, he treated this as an extremely important event to manage.

However, half a month ago, he could never have imagined that Lini would suddenly return to the human world from another dimension.

Nor could he have expected that Lini would participate in this year's holy prayer conference.

Or perhaps he could never have imagined that this conference, which he held great hopes for, might head in a direction he could not have fathomemed.

On a morning after a full day and night, the sun once again graced the world.

At the location of the southern church in deep city, the towering cathedral with its statue of a saint at the top bathed in the first rays of morning sunlight, causing the staff representing the church's authority to shine with a myriad of colors.

At that moment, a grand chant echoed within the church.

Outside the church, many holy light practitioners from surrounding settlements and neighboring provinces bowed their heads and softly chanted.

Boom! The church's doors finally began to creek open amidst the chanting of priests and believers.

Many could no longer contain their excitement and looked up at the great door.

The holy prayer conference had begun.

Chapter 364 mixed in with the holy light above.

The holy light practitioners on the field were particularly excited at this moment.

For the vast majority of holy light practitioners, the five locations of the Holy Sea were undoubtedly considered sacred places in their hearts.

Each of the five seas, eastern, southern, western, northern, and central, had its own passage leading to the source of the holy light, the city of divine favor, making them all regarded as five holy lands.

However, even as holy light practitioners, they were usually not allowed to enter the true inner regions of the Holy Sea.

They could only engage in activities such as prayers in the peripheral areas of the Holy Sea, just like ordinary pilgrims.

Only during certain very special periods were they permitted to enter the inner temple areas of the Holy Sea.

In the time of the sacred prayer assembly was one such occasion.

Now, these holy light practitioners from surrounding settlements and even nearby provinces were exceptionally excited.

Some of them had even arrived here at least half a month in advance just to be the first to enter the temple.

Fortunately, as practitioners, their robust bodies did not require much food or drink, allowing them to endure for a long time.

If an ordinary person were to come, they would have either starved to death or had to leave for various reasons, resulting in their spot being taken by someone else.

Now with the gates of the Holy Sea wide open, large groups of Holy Light practitioners surged towards the entrance like a tidal wave.

Meanwhile, the clergy members maintaining order nearby were continuously scanning the crowd with their eyes.

"These guys," one of them muttered in dissatisfaction, "These rag tag individuals were always looked down upon by them.

" the clergy with official status.

It was indeed a bit uncomfortable for them to see so many of these people flooding into the Holy Sea, which they had spent a considerable amount of resources to enter.

It's worth noting that these clergy members had spent a lot of money to secure their positions within the Holy Sea, thus obtaining the qualification to enter.

Now, seeing these beggar-like individuals enter without any cost was quite distressing for them.

Don't make faces.

This is different from the past.

The higher-ups have instructed us to have a service spirit.

Absolutely no actions like hitting, scolding, or extorting, and we must serve with a smile.

A slightly older clergy member admonished in a low voice.

Hearing this, the young clergy member forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, almost squeezing the words out from between his teeth.

But my father spent millions so I wouldn't have to serve these ragtag folks.

You can love it or leave it.

If you don't do it, anyone among these people can take your position immediately, and they'll work hard without complaints.

The older clergy member shot him a cold glare and said, "The young clergy member immediately fell silent.

His father's money was one thing, but being kicked out would be a much bigger deal.

His father would definitely break his legs.

" With that thought, the false smile on his face gained a few more genuine, professional touches.

This smile was something he usually reserved for facing superiors.

Now using it to serve these ragtag individuals felt like something they had cultivated over several lifetimes.

Don't just stand there dazed.