However, Qingyao did not continue to speak, and no one could ask more questions.
After all, Qingyao's status is very special, even above them.
Although she is the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Yaochi's attitude towards her is very strange. Almost everything big and small obeys her, and she is on an equal footing with the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
Only the heads of their clans are present and are qualified to show off with Qingyao.
Qingyao smiled and said: "I'm not sure if it's that thing. I'll tell you after I confirm it myself. But don't worry, if it's really that thing, it should be suppressed by the evil god's divine pattern by now. Those just now are just If the power of the curse is leaked, Zhou Qiankun and I have the means to fight it."
Qingyao's words made everyone feel a little relieved, but at the same time, their hearts became heavier.
Just a leak of the power of the curse caused such terrible consequences. How terrible would it be if the suppression of the divine pattern disappeared?
By then, even if they are on the ground, they may be in trouble.
Zhou Qiankun suddenly realized that it was indeed a curse from God.
Yaochi was inherited from the Burial Fire Era. At that time, the Deep Sect once controlled the power of God's Curse to intimidate the Holy Spirit Continent.
Therefore, it is reasonable that Yaochi has records about the curse of God.
"Let's go. It seems that the divine pattern can no longer suppress the power of this thing. We must determine its current status and prepare countermeasures in advance."
Qingyao urged.
Zhou Qiankun nodded and entered the cave with Qing Yao.
There was darkness inside the cave, as if there was some terrifying existence that kept absorbing the light. Even though the sun was shining on it all the time, the bottom was still invisible.
A ball of pill fire appeared in Zhou Qiankun's hand, illuminating the dark cave.
The ground is neat and the cave is spacious enough for ten people to walk side by side.
Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao went down for a hundred meters and saw a corpse.
This body was wearing iron armor and was one of the hundred people who had just come down.
However, he was in a strange state now, kneeling on the ground, facing the depths of the cave, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his face was distorted.
Blood was still dripping from his eyes, nose, ears, mouth, etc. It looked like he had been dead for less than ten minutes.
"He should have escaped with Huang Qiang, but his cultivation level was not as high as Huang Qiang's, so he only persisted here and was killed by God's curse."
Zhou Qiankun shook his head with great regret while running the Wu Nian Karma Art.
Looking at Qingyao again, she did not use any means to resist the curse of God, but there was no trace of the power of the curse acting on her.
Instead, those curse powers deliberately avoided her.
"We, the heavenly people, are born outside of cause and effect. Curses are of no use to me."
Qingyao explained briefly.
However, she did not elaborate on what the Celestial Clan was.
Zhou Qiankun also knew that this was Qingyao's secret, so he didn't ask.
However, Zhou Qiankun envied Qingyao from the bottom of his heart. If he also had this kind of physique, why would he be afraid of the curse of God?
The two of them continued downward, and every 100 meters they could see a corpse kneeling in front of the depths.
After walking one thousand two hundred meters, the cave opened up and turned into a huge cave.
In the cave, tens of thousands of corpses were kneeling and worshiping, forming a terrifying and strange scene.
The faces of these corpses were distorted and their orifices were bleeding, as if they were enduring endless pain.
Their bodies were kneeling stiffly on the ground, as if bound by some force, unable to move at all.
Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao walked into the cave, and they couldn't help but feel a chill coming over them.
There is a cold atmosphere in the cave, which makes people shudder.
The alchemy fire in Zhou Qiankun's hand illuminated the surrounding environment, but they still felt an invisible pressure shrouding the entire cave.
"These corpses were killed by the curse of God."
Zhou Qiankun whispered, his voice echoing in the cave.
Qingyao nodded, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
She knew how terrifying the curse of the gods was. Once the suppression of the divine patterns disappeared, the power of the curse would burst out and spread to the ground. I am afraid that the entire Chu State would become like this hell on earth.
Zhou Qiankun looked toward the center of the cave and saw exactly the same black wall as Huang Quan said.
The wall was dark and emitted a strange light. While staring at the wall, it seemed that the devil was also staring at him.
Zhou Qiankun felt his blood coagulating and his whole body felt cold.
He quickly moved his eyes away from looking at the strange wall.
"It's too far here to see the content of the mural clearly. Let's continue moving forward and go under the wall."
Qingyao was not affected by this strange power, looked at the wall and said something.
Zhou Qiankun nodded. Although the mural may be extremely dangerous, it is the key to unlocking the curse of God.
For the sake of the people he cares about in Taixuan Sect, such as Fang Laogui, Little Fatty, Liu Yongfei and others, he cannot back down.
The two continued to move forward, passing over the corpses and arriving under the mural.
Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao stood under the mural, staring at the golden divine patterns.
These divine patterns exude a mysterious and ancient aura, as if they contain endless power.
Zhou Qiankun ran the Wu Nian Cause and Effect Technique, trying to decipher the meaning of these divine patterns.
He discovered that these divine patterns formed a complex pattern that seemed to be a sealed spell.
"These divine patterns are the key to sealing the curse of God."
Zhou Qiankun whispered, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Qingyao nodded, she could also feel the powerful power contained in these divine patterns.
"It's the writing of the Gods. The Holy Spirit Continent is indeed the livestock farm of the Gods."
Qingyao's brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were slightly angry.
Qingyao's soliloquy stunned Zhou Qiankun. At this moment, he seemed to have heard some shocking news.
Qingyao shook her head and smiled bitterly, but said nothing more.
The two began to study these divine patterns carefully. They gently touched the golden patterns on the wall with their fingers.
The golden lines are getting darker and darker, and there are even cracks in some places.
Zhou Qiankun knew that this meant that the divine patterns that suppressed the murals would no longer be able to hold on.
He raised his head and looked at the content of the mural.
On the first mural, there was a scene like this: a high god drew a circle on a sea area and surrounded a small island.
On top of the second mural, another scene was painted: the god buried a black flame under the island.
The content of the third mural: The god slashed his sword at the continent above the island.
The content of the fourth mural: The god looked down at the island, and sprinkled golden light from his hands. The light merged into the island and disappeared without a trace.
The content of the fifth scene: On the small island, divine fire broke out, burning everything on the island.
Content of the sixth mural: The god appeared and took away something from the divine fire.
