A figure slowly emerged from the deep and mysterious passage of the Underground City.

Inside the passage, the light was dim, filled with a damp and decaying smell, as the dust stirred up by the fierce battle on the battlefield spread along the passage into the Underground City.

It wasn’t until the figure completely walked out of the passage that Lis saw it was a woman dressed in a robe of the Earth Church priest.

The robe was primarily in an austere deep brown, resembling the profound base color of the earth, steady and weighty.

Simple patterns of wheat and mountains were embroidered on the robe.

The grains of wheat were full, symbolizing harvest and abundance; the mountains undulated, displaying the vastness and inclusiveness of the earth.

These patterns, though simple, inadvertently exuded a majestic and holy aura, seemingly containing endless wisdom and strength, inspiring awe in people.

And the appearance of this Earth Church priest was as fair and beautiful as a clear moon, with skin as delicate and smooth as mutton-fat jade, emanating a gentle sheen.

However, there was a penetrating clarity in her gaze.

That gaze seemed capable of seeing through all the falsehood and disguises of the world, reaching the deepest part of one’s heart, leaving nowhere to hide in front of her.

At the same time, that gaze also carried a soothing warmth.

It was like the warm sunshine of spring, gently falling on the body, dispelling all cold and gloom, making one feel immensely reassured and comfortable.

She exuded an air of peace and gentleness, like a lake so clear and still, without a ripple.

Her steps were light and steady, as if every step resonated with the strings of one’s heart, inevitably drawing people to her.

It felt as though just being by her side was like returning to the embrace of a mother.

That was a sense of embracing and caring, akin to that of the earth.

No matter the mistake you’ve made, no matter the predicament you’re in, she would welcome you into her warm embrace.

Lis quietly stood by, his gaze fixed tightly on her.

He knew very well that the woman before him, dressed in the Earth Church priest robe and emitting a sacred aura, was precisely the Saint of the Earth Church.

According to the legends of the Earth Church, this Saint could communicate with the earth, listen to its voice, and use its strength to save all living beings.

She roamed the world, using her compassion and kindness to heal people’s spiritual wounds, bringing them hope and Light.

Cecilia, the Earth’s Bountiful Giver!

With the arrival of this Demigod Shepherd, the aura of the Abyss was dispelled.

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire Underground City was welcoming her arrival.

Lis even felt a reduction in the pain he was experiencing.

Cecilia approached Lis, nodded, and said softly:

"It’s an honor to meet you for the first time, World Tree Favored, Sir Lis."

"Saint Cecilia, greetings."

Lis also nodded.

Cecilia looked at the destroyed and damaged Underground City around, saying with a sigh:

"I came as quickly as I could, but I didn’t expect it to be over."

After a moment of pause, Cecilia looked at Lis and said:

"Aside from that Demigod Beast, I even sensed the aura of Spider Queen Rose."

"Could it be..."

Lis smiled wryly and nodded, saying:

"That Demigod Beast has already been killed by me, and indeed, the Divine Incarnation of Spider Queen Rose descended."

"But now, her power resides within me."

Having said that, Lis slightly raised his right hand. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The hideous Abyssal Brand on it radiated an extremely evil and frenzied aura.

Cecilia’s expression turned solemn as she gazed at the Abyssal Brand on Lis’s right arm, gently reaching out as if to touch it.

However, as her strength made contact with the Abyssal Brand, she withdrew her hand.

"I truly hadn’t anticipated this situation."

Cecilia said solemnly:

"I can only imagine the terrifying power and pain you’re enduring within, Lis."

"If it were me, I might not be able to maintain your level of calmness at all."

Cecilia remarked with a sense of admiration.

As a Demigod Priest, she could naturally feel the terrifying Abyss power within Lis.

However, that power was temporarily controlled by Lis.

Although she didn’t know how Lis managed it, this situation was indeed beyond her expectations.

Before this, she had never seen any Evil God willing to pay such a price to target a demigod.

And for Lis to resist such an Abyss power’s erosion, externally appearing unremarkable, truly astonished Cecilia.

If the same situation happened to her, Cecilia estimated she could only persist in entering the Goddess’s Divine Country.

And as far as she knew, Lis hadn’t been a demigod for long.

How did he achieve this?

Although puzzled, Cecilia did not directly inquire.

Instead, she asked Lis:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"If possible, I certainly wish to resolve this trouble."

Lis slightly lifted his right hand, hinting at the Abyssal Brand on it.

"I can feel that you’ve contained this Abyss power in your right hand, can amputating the right arm solve it?"

Cecilia inquired.

For an average person, losing an arm is a severe injury, but for Lis and Cecilia, it wasn’t considered a significant wound.

"No."

Lis shook his head, speaking somewhat regretfully:

"Although it seems to merely attach to my right hand, it has already penetrated my soul."

"Such an action would have too devastating a consequence."

For a Transcendent, the soul is an extremely important and crucial realm.