Since Benjamin and his group were aware that John had left the hotel, others were similarly informed.
When they learned that John had headed straight for the Immortality Organization, everyone was astounded.
They had seen the fearless, but never someone quite so indifferent to their own life; it was as if he was joking with his mortality.
Yet, some chose to watch the spectacle unfold, seeing it as a rare opportunity.
The Immortality Organization was a force they too could potentially benefit from.
If John really ended up clashing with them or weakening their power, the scenario would change significantly.
Whatever happened, they could find a way to profit, which was all that mattered to them.
The people at Immortal Messenger were also aware of this development and their initial reaction was one of disdain.
After all, a gold-tier awakener daring to challenge a branch of the Immortality Organization seemed laughable to them.
However, their amusement turned to concern when they learned that John had already defeated two supreme-tier awakeners in the arena.
Though he had won by leveraging the strength of others, a win was still a win.
Given this situation, they realized they must closely monitor John for any irregularities.
"This matter must be brought to Lord Godson," the priest said with a grave expression, making his way to the deepest part of their church.
The place was solemn yet adorned with extravagant decor that made it impossible for anyone not to be moved by its opulence.
In a world where some could barely afford a meal and had to sell themselves to eat, others enjoyed the utmost luxuries.
"Lord Godson, John and his group are heading this way. Do we need to send someone to intercept them?" the priest asked respectfully.
On the raised platform ahead, a young man in a white robe sat enshrouded by a large cloak that concealed his face, making it impossible to discern his expression.
"A mere gold-tier awakener, and you come to me with this? Have you all been having too easy a time lately?"
His words, light and dismissive, made the priest tremble involuntarily.
"Lord Godson, I understand your point, but the High Priest is not here at the moment, and the highest-ranking among us are only two supreme-tier priests."
Though their High Priest was a transcendent-tier powerhouse, he was currently absent from their location.
Godson is merely a diamond-tier, after all.
His special status largely stems from his ability to hear the divine will and convey God's intentions to them.
Although sometimes they could sense some differences between Godson and the High Priest, these were beyond their capacity to address.
All they needed to do was ensure everything was managed properly.
The believers at the entrance began to fiercely resist.
Some had charged right up to John, assuming that as a long-range magus, he wouldn't be effective in close combat.
However, to their shock, the next second a long sword slashed across their necks!
Some died not fully understanding how a ranged magus could be so terrifying in melee combat.
Without any hesitation, they slaughtered their way in.
Some opponents didn't even have time to react before their lives were ended.
But as they moved deeper, they noticed something was off—the cultivation levels of their opponents were increasing.
The ranks of their enemies had also risen; if initially one strike was sufficient to deal with an adversary, now it took several blows to bring one down.
Moreover, these foes knew how to coordinate, continually assaulting John and his team's formation.
Initially, the three had relied on each other, forming an assault formation that allowed for mutual defense and potent strikes against the enemy.
However, once their opponents caught on, their situation became dire.
"They've caught on to us; what should we do next?"
Silver Tear asked, after cutting down another foe.
John's expression remained grave.
"Keep pushing forward, stick to the plan we laid out before."
The expressions on the faces of the three became incredibly resolute.
Without any hesitation, they unleashed their most devastating skills and charged forward.
They knew time was running out; the more enemies they cleared now, the less pressure they would face later.
They could not afford to waste more time here; there were more tasks awaiting them.
As they pushed deeper, the ground behind them was littered with bodies, the scene resembling a river of blood, which was particularly horrifying.
Indeed, the Immortality Church had many eyes watching from outside.
Originally, these onlookers had been curious to see how John would meet his end, but to their astonishment, John was now slicing through the Immortality Church.
My goodness, this was much more troublesome than they had anticipated!
Upon entering the inner sanctum of the church, John and his companions encountered the priests.
The rank of these celebrants was significantly higher than those outside, the least of them being gold-tier.
Yet, John and his team did not pause.