Chapter 1039: Chapter 812: The Myth of the Ancient Gods (Part 2)
Lin Yi and Lin Xi exchanged glances once more, both filled with curiosity.
What exactly did their mother discover? She even used the word ‘important’.
Since recovering from her injuries on Yellow Mountain Island, their mother had seed sowhat at a loss.
This was partly because she herself relaxed, her energy and spirit dwindling.
For eight years, she had been tense, doing everything she could to return to Ninth Base City, to retrieve her mories. Now, she had regained so of her mories, and had found her children. The tension and determination that were on the verge of snapping suddenly relaxed, leaving her listless, unable to muster any enthusiasm for anything.
Secondly, Li Weiliang’s authority within the Light God Sect had been completely stripped away.
The Invincible Dharma King had, in just a few years, recruited a large number of experts, training an elite Divine Army of over two million, holding his own against the Great Cheng Kingdom, a testant to his undeniable abilities.
This Dharma King was also much admired by his subordinates, winning their hearts and minds.
However, within the Light God Sect, there was soone with even greater abilities, who had earned the heart of both followers and priests, already ascending the Divine Throne, becoming the ‘King Ming’ of the Abyss.
The key was that this person was willing to delegate power to subordinates, so although the Holy Mother of Light perford excellently and was indeed very capable, the consensus among the Three Pillars, Five Envoys, Seven Kings, and many red-robed Great Chief Priests within the Light God Sect was that it would be best for her to step aside, to remain on the altar and accept the worship and reverence of the followers and priests.
Even her most trusted aides, the Hundred Wings Saber King and Skull chanic Heavenly Monarch, daily followed the edicts of King Ming without question.
Her mother seed to sense the attitude of those below her, and beca increasingly despondent, paying no further attention to church affairs.
It wasn’t until the past year that her spirit lifted a bit, not only taking on the internal affairs of Rui Fang Pharmaceuticals’ ‘Soul Research Institute’, but also serving as the ‘Director of Cultural Exploration’ for Forest Group, overseeing the excavation and exploration of ancient civilizations on Sky Extre Star.
Wang Sen had actually been doing quite well, but after the Invincible Dharma King joined, the progress of the archaeology departnt significantly accelerated.
The Invincible Dharma King, not only a native of Sky Extre Star, had combat prowess approaching Quasi-Abyss level. Under her and Lin Rui’s protection, those top experts in history and cultural archaeology beca increasingly unrestrained.
Over the past 800 years, the Earth Federation had discovered no fewer than eight thousand ancient ruins through various technological ans, many of which were deeply buried and filled with unknown dangers.
They had previously been afraid to venture deep, afraid to explore.
Now, backed by the Master of Light and Holy Mother of Light, these scholars in the field of human history felt emboldened, even daring to enter Purgatory.
After all, with the power of the Master of Light, as long as they did not provoke the Three Gods of Purgatory, the Master of Light could ensure their safe retreat.
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At this mont, Li Weiliang was inside a ruin 12,400 kiloters beneath the crust, standing with her hands behind her back, gazing at a mural spread across the do of the ruin.
Behind her, Wang Sen and Han Kedao wore expressions of utmost seriousness.
This ruin was likely the dwelling of a top-tier Martial Cultivator from ancient tis, dating back approximately 390,000 years.
In that era, the Great Sun Venerable had just raised the banner of rebellion, proclaiming himself the Great Sun Divine King, throwing the entire world into turmoil. Many high-level Martial Cultivators and nobles of the ti sought refuge underground to avoid disaster.
They dared not venture into the Sky Pond or Purgatory, choosing instead to dig caves more than 1,000 kiloters underground for refuge, marking the origins of the so-called cave dwellings.
And these murals clearly related to the gods of that era.
Though these murals were etched 390,000 years ago, the material of the do was exceptionally resilient, leaving the images remarkably clear.
The group could even sense the palpable divine power of several ancient gods flowing within the murals, causing strange undulations in the surrounding space.
The depictions of the gods within the murals radiated imnse divine power, causing the souls of all who beheld them to tremble slightly, as if under the gaze of the gods, afraid to entertain the slightest thought of desecration.
The first mural depicted the Supre Heavenly Venerate, illustrating her acceptance and advancent of the martial achievents of her predecessors, a legend in its own right.
Behind the Supre Heavenly Venerate stood a Battle Dragon resembling the ancient Eastern five-clawed dragon, with a starry sky above containing only a single vortex.
This signified that the Supre Heavenly Venerate was not only the first to sever the Battle Dragon from her own being but also the first Martial Cultivator to achieve the Abyss.
The second mural showed the Supre Heavenly Venerate seated amidst a crowd filled with despair and chaos, her body emanating boundless light. Under its illumination, so people appeared to be listening intently.
This likely illustrated the story of the Supre Heavenly Venerate spreading her teachings, notable for including the figure of the Great Sun Venerable.
The third mural depicted a massive Divine Court suspended in the air, casting universal illumination over the world. Though the fringes of the world still contained so bizarre, maddening figures, most places had settled down, with the tiny people in the image either practicing martial arts, farming, or fishing, living in peace and prosperity.
Only seven individuals occupied the Divine Court, representing the ‘Abyss’ of that ti, with the Supre Heavenly Venerate seated high on the throne, the Great Sun Venerable on the left, and the Master of Destiny on the right, all distinctly characterized.
To their sides were four other deities, but they lacked features, only shadows.
Li Weiliang understood what this ant, indicating these four gods had perished irrevocably in the river of ti, with no chance of revival.
The fourth mural depicted the Supre Heavenly Venerate leading the gods into the Sky Pond.
The fifth mural showed the Supre Heavenly Venerate majestically seated on an extrely ornate throne. The throne was a carefully carved inverted pyramid, radiating a cold silver light, with so runes on its surface.
These runes were incomplete and crude, likely due to the carver’s own limitations, unable to record the original forms of these runes, yet still imparting a great sense of awe, as if containing universal truth, cycling endlessly between deconstruction and reconstruction.
On the throne, the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s body reclined at an angle, exuding mystery and majesty, though her brows betrayed obvious fatigue.
At this ti, the Great Sun Venerable and Master of Destiny standing by her side each bore a crown atop their heads—symbolizing their enshrinent as vice-kings by the Supre Heavenly Venerate, to rule in her stead during her slumber.
Up to the fifth mural, nothing seed abnormal about these murals.
In the past three years, supported by the Master of Light, they had excavated no less than thirty ancient ruins, nurous dragon skins, murals, and gold artifacts recounting ancient mythologies.
The myths in these five murals bore little difference to the historical texts and materials they had uncovered.
What differed was the sixth mural, portraying the Supre Heavenly Venerate sleeping on the Truth Divine Throne, with the Great Sun Venerable diligently executing the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s decrees, managing the world of Sky Extre Star in perfect order, with the five continents under the Divine Court living in peace and prosperity.
Yet, the Master of Destiny stood by the Supre Heavenly Venerate’s side, turning his head to look at her.
Though his expression was obscured by the angle of the view, they could sense a deeply cold, eerie aura emanating from the Master of Destiny.
From under his feet spread nurous threads, connecting all the gods and beings of the five continents below, symbolizing the Master of Destiny’s manipulation and control over everyone’s fate—
The seventh mural diverged greatly from their known ancient history.
Behind Li Weiliang, Han Kedao’s student Zhu ng gasped, eyes filled with disbelief: “How can this be?”
A nearby Ninth Realm Martial Cultivator, serving as an escort, looked bewildered, questioning, “Professor Zhu, what is wrong with this mural?”
Zhu ng had been promoted to professor just over six months ago.
Thanks to the Master of Light, who not only rescued her from prison six years ago but also supported the excavation of nurous ruins thereafter, Zhu ng had published several highly influential papers, rapidly advancing her career.
Now, her face was solemn: “You could look at the papers my teacher published; you’ll understand everything after a read.”
The Ninth Realm Divine Illumination Martial Cultivator’s face twitched, inwardly noting he didn’t have ti for that now.
Deep underground over ten thousand kiloters, communications were restricted; he couldn’t access the internet, so how was he supposed to look them up?
In the next mont, he heard Zhu ng’s grave voice, “These murals don’t correspond to the ancient myths we are familiar with.”
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