The system is the proficiency panel - 272. Heart and Sacred Stone

"Michiko, this is the experimental record we found from the Holy Church base. It mentions a secret method called 'Ceremony of Descending Gods'."

Lin Ji took the scroll and quickly read it. The scroll recorded a ritual that used a special formation and crystal stone (holy stone) to guide the remaining will of Yan Ji to descend into a specific container.

Lin Ji's eyes fixed.

"This is……"

"I sent someone to check. This kind of crystal is what the Holy Church calls the Holy Stone. The Miasma Moon Abyss produces the most of it. This is why the Holy Church has always had a connection with the Miasma Moon Abyss. But a few months ago, for some unknown reason, the quality of the crystal produced here dropped drastically."

Lin Ji closed the scroll, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that the departure of the Flame Snake is closely related to the decline in the quality of the crystal."

Ye Wanjun came over and asked.

Lin Ji shook his head. The Fire Snake was really strong. As long as he and Ye Xun could defeat it, it would be tantamount to seeking death for others to go looking for it in a big way.

"No rush. The most urgent task is to improve our own strength. Pass the order to strengthen the allocation of training resources, especially the rewards for those who have made contributions. In addition, continue to collect intelligence on the Holy Church."

Everyone took the order and left.

Lin Ji stood alone in front of the window, looking at the sunset in the distance, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

"time is limited……"

He whispered to himself. Whether it was to cope with future crises or to gain a greater voice after his return, he had to become stronger.

Lin Ji put away the space crystal, took out the holy stone, closed his eyes, and began to practice the "Yangyan" technique. The golden flame flowed around him, as blazing as the sun.

The golden flame burned the holy stone, devouring the flame inside to strengthen itself.

……

Before the morning star faded, Chen Chen had completed three repetitions of the "Bone Tempering Technique" in the training ground of the Holy Church headquarters. Sweat slid down the boy's tense back, leaving dark marks on the bluestone slabs. He wiped his face and looked towards the eastern sky - there was just a crab-shell green, and the outline of the distant mountains was like a dormant giant beast.

"Today is half a quarter of an hour faster than yesterday."

A female voice like a spring came from behind. Bettys stood by the column holding a linen towel. The morning breeze blew her hair, making her emerald eyes more clear. When Chen Chen took the towel, he noticed that her knuckles were white from the force.

he asked casually.

Bettys's eyelashes fluttered and she suddenly lowered her voice.

"His Holiness the Pope wishes to see you."

She paused and added.

This timing was too abnormal. Chen Chen's action of tying his belt was slightly delayed, and the scene of his first meeting with the Pope three months ago emerged in his mind: the kind white-haired old man sat on the crystal throne, his fingers like dead branches stroked his head, and called him the child chosen by fate.

"I'll change my clothes and go."

Chen Chen grabbed the white robe hanging on the wooden rack. The golden flame pattern embroidered on the fabric glowed faintly in the darkness. This was the exclusive clothing for the Child of Destiny.

As they walked through the corridor, Bettys suddenly grabbed his sleeve. Her palms were wet, and the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Before Chen Chen could ask further questions, she had already retreated into the shadows and saluted.

"Subordinates retire."

……

The door of the Holy Prayer Hall opened silently, and Chen Chen squinted his eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness. Ninety-nine shark oil lamps hung in the dome, illuminating the crystal array embedded in the ground like a galaxy. The Pope still sat on the crystal throne, his expression somewhat sad.

The old man waved, and two other children of destiny stood beside the throne. The boy in dark blue clothes was Tuoba Ye from the northern snowfield, who was said to be able to predict danger; the girl in a goose yellow skirt was Su Tang, who was usually indifferent and it was unclear how strong she was.

Chen Chen nodded slightly and greeted the two of them, then walked to the throne and saluted.

"Your Holiness, what is the command you asked me to do today?"

The old man did not respond directly, but asked.

“It’s a little inconvenient without electrical appliances, but I’ve gotten used to living here and every day is fulfilling, so there’s nothing to get used to.”

Chen Chen stood straight, answered the first question immediately, and then fell into thought.

The old man was not in a hurry and just waited quietly. After more than ten seconds, Chen Chen continued to speak.

He took a deep breath, looked at the Pope with a firm gaze, and spoke slowly.

He paused for a moment, his fingers unconsciously stroking the flame pattern on the white robe, his voice low but every word clear.

"If the Child of Destiny can really change something, I am willing to use the sword in my hand to cut through the thorns that obscure the Holy Heart."

The old man smiled at Chen Chen, his eyes showing relief. He slowly stood up, his skinny fingers gently stroked the armrest of the crystal throne, his voice low and solemn.

"When we first met, there was too much hatred in your eyes, which was not good. Although hatred can give people great motivation, it can also easily make people go to extremes. Now, I am very relieved that you have not let hatred control your mind."

"You three are the children of destiny prophesied by the Holy Stone, and you have only recently joined the Holy Church. After observing you for some time, I am satisfied with your character."

He paused, his tone becoming serious.

"It's time to tell you the secret of the sacred stone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pope raised his hand and the mermaid oil lamp on the dome suddenly went out, and the entire prayer hall fell into darkness. Only the crystal array on the ground began to emit a faint red light, slowly lighting up like stars. The light gradually gathered and finally formed a three-dimensional star map in front of the three people.

The other ends of the nine chains also circled together, locking a glowing fragment and continuously absorbing the energy it emitted.

Chen Chen stared at the heart and felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if something was calling him.