Some people hid under the remaining eaves, while others squeezed into narrow caves, silently praying that the disaster would end soon.

The rain was falling harder and harder, with no sign of stopping. The water in the streets grew deeper and deeper, forming turbulent rivers. Some people tried to wade through these rivers, but were swept away by the current, their lives uncertain.

Amidst this chaos, an old man appeared in the rain, suspended in mid-air. His face was etched with the marks of time, but his eyes were firm and calm. He said loudly, "Don't panic, everyone. We must believe that man can conquer nature—"

His voice was not loud, but it could still be heard by everyone through the heavy rain and rumbling thunder.

When Su Mohui looked, she saw a passage appear out of thin air behind him, and many people walked out of it but did not stay for too long. They landed accurately and went forward to search and rescue those who were still breathing.

At the same time, Su Mu landed on the deck in the heavy rain and brought a message.

"My lord, the young master of the Shen family has successfully persuaded a prophet of the Church of Light to defect." She smiled and took the clean towel handed to her by Su Mohui and wiped the rain from her face. "By the way, we have also successfully contacted the young master of the Qi family."

This was indeed great news for Su Mohui. "Where is Qi Mo now?"

"In the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons." Su Mu looked at the newly appeared rescuers and pointed at the old man who appeared first and said, "The president also asked me to tell you that you can deploy these people at will."

Su Mohui turned around and looked at those people again, her doubts still lingering in her heart: "Who are they?"

Just as Su Mu was about to speak, he saw Jiao Yi hurried over and gave Su Mohui a look, "Vice President, you..."

Jiao Yi interrupted her with a smile and bowed slightly to Su Mohui: "Lord God's Envoy, the people from the Church of Light heard that you are here too and want to see you..."

"I'm afraid this isn't appropriate given the current situation..." She was about to refuse when she noticed Su Mu's look. "How are the arrangements going?"

"Everything went smoothly, and the victims have been mostly resettled," Jiao Yi reported, noticing her concerns. "The cook on our spaceship has also started cooking and is preparing ginger soup for them."

"Okay, wait for me for a moment, I'll go change my clothes and come over." Just now she simply wiped her hair that was wet by the rain. Now it was her first time to confront the people of the Church of Light, and she didn't want to look at her in a disadvantageous manner.

"I'll wait for you here." Jiao Yi said, glancing at a corner and noticed a sneaky figure.

After Su Mohui finished speaking, she went straight back to her residence, changed her clothes quickly, and when she came out, she saw Jiao Yi scolding a young man.

The boy's back looked depressed, his wet clothes were covered with mud stains, but he still kept his head down and said nothing.

Seeing her come out, Jiao Yi quickly ended his lecture, "Su Ling, you've worked hard today. Go back to your room and rest."

"What did he do wrong?" Su Mohui glanced at Su Ling, whose face was full of grievance, and became cautious.

"It's okay, it's okay. He just said that something fell down and he wanted to go find it. I thought it was raining heavily, so I asked someone else to help him find it..." Jiao Yi said lightly, but the voice that was getting smaller and smaller sounded a little wrong.

After hearing this, Su Ling suddenly raised his head, his beautiful eyes were now bloodshot. He clenched his fists tightly, and the dark elements in his body seemed to be about to erupt.

"I agree to this. You go down and look for it. Just be careful." Su Mohui reached out and patted his shoulder, using dark elements to follow his tendons and veins, and gave him a reassuring look.

"Aren't we going to the Church of Light? Lead the way, Jiao Yi." As she spoke, the aura around her became stronger, forcing Jiao Yi to nod repeatedly.

He didn't dare to act rashly. He took out a short-distance teleporter from his sleeve, crushed it, and took Su Mohui directly to the spaceship of the Church of Light.

Before he could even stand still, he introduced them to the two parties, "This is our Lord God's Messenger of the Dark Church, and this is..."

The person opposite saw Jiao Yi and showed some disdain on his face. He waved his hand and interrupted him: "You seem to have bad breath..."

Hearing this voice, Su Mohui turned her head sharply and saw a strange face. The man blinked and said, "I believe this is the honorable God's Messenger. The person next to me is the prophet of our Church of Light."

"Nice to meet you." Su Mohui suppressed her excitement and said directly without even glancing at Jiao Yi, "I believe this prophet has something to say to me. Jiao Yi, you should go back and do your work first."

"Yes." Jiao Yi responded with his head down, and without stopping for long, he jumped directly and flew out from the deck.

The man who had just spoken was wearing a dark blue shirt and a red spider lily-shaped pendant around his waist. He bowed slightly, his smile still etched on his face. "Shen An of the Church of Light greets the Lord of God."

It’s really Shen Jiaan!!!

"My name is Yu Wenshu. May I know the name of the Divine Messenger? How old are you? Where are you from?" After hearing a series of questions, Shen Jiaan knew that his old habit of becoming infatuated with beautiful women had come back again!

"Mr. Yu...you don't have to be polite, just call me Su Mohui." As she spoke, she glanced at Shen Jiaan twice, her beautiful eyes full of confusion: What's going on with this guy???

A certain Shen spoke at the right time: "Sir, it's cold outside. Why don't you invite this Lord Su inside to chat?" By the way, he gave Su Mohui a look: This is his old problem...

"That's right." Yu Wenshu nodded. "Tell someone to make a thick ginger soup. Remember to add more brown sugar." The second half of the sentence was naturally said to Shen Jia'an. Then, he still took Su Mohui to a quiet room to sit in a gentlemanly manner.

After the two of them sat down, the cynical and lustful look on his face faded, and the look he gave Su Mohui was filled with more...respect?

Without arousing Su Mohui's suspicion, he confessed his true identity directly: "Master Su, my brother is Yu Wenjin from the Ninth Heaven. He sent me a message not long ago asking me to lend a hand to you."

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Mohui's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She nodded slightly, indicating that she understood the other person's identity.

"So you are Yu Wenjin's younger brother. In that case, thank you very much for your help. However, I am very curious, how did you know I need help?" Su Mohui said straight to the point.

Yu Wenshu smiled and explained, "My brother and the Divine Envoy have a long-standing relationship. Both of us are divine beasts and born prophets, so we knew that the Divine Envoy might be in trouble on the Second Continent..."

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