Zhou Qiankun felt a chill in his heart when he looked at the contents of these murals.
This mural tells the truth about the Holy Spirit Continent.
The Holy Spirit Continent is the livestock farm of a god. He raises the creatures on the continent and harvests them once every 30,000 years.
The Year of the Burial Fire is when the harvest comes, wiping out all civilizations and erasing all the truth of the previous era until the next thirty thousand years come.
The Divine Cutoff is a circle drawn by the God of Heaven, blocking the entry and exit of creatures in the Holy Spirit Continent and preventing the livestock he raises from escaping.
The golden light is, as expected, a curse from God. It is used to curse all those who know the truth and those talented people who can reach the realm of gods to prevent them from taking revenge in the future.
However, Zhou Qiankun didn't understand, what was the sword that God struck that day?
"It's lifespan."
Qingyao suddenly said.
"life?"
Zhou Qiankun didn't understand.
Qingyao took a serious look at Zhou Qiankun, and then said in a serious tone: "Many lifespans have been cut off in the entire Holy Spirit Continent. The stronger the person, the more terrifying the effect of lifespan cutting."
"Mortals and psychic monks originally had a maximum lifespan of two hundred years, but now it has a maximum lifespan of one hundred years."
"Linghai monks can live to be three hundred years old, but now they are one hundred and fifty years old."
"The lifespan of a Lingtai monk was originally four hundred years old, but now it has become two hundred years old."
"The life span of a monk from the Divine Palace was originally 600 years old, but now it has become 300 years old."
"The original life span of a deity is three thousand years, but now it has become a thousand years."
"The Holy Spirit (half-holy) originally had a lifespan of 30,000 years, but now it has become 10,000 years."
"The lifespan of a saint was originally 100,000 years, but now it has been 30,000 years."
Qingyao softly told Zhou Qiankun the changes in life span of monks in various realms one by one, which shocked Zhou Qiankun.
It turns out that all the creatures in the Holy Spirit Continent had their life span cut off by the gods.
He was breathing heavily and furious.
In other words, he was originally supposed to have a life span of 40,000 years, but now he only has 20,000 years left.
Now half of his lifespan has been cut off for no reason, and as his level increases, more and more of his lifespan will be cut off.
How could we not make him furious!
But Zhou Qiankun also had a doubt in his heart: "Why did God want to cut off his life that day?"
Qingyao said in an ethereal tone: "For monks, the biggest obstacle on the road to becoming stronger is life span."
"You should know that the further you go, the more time it takes to break through a realm."
"After the God's Mansion, the starting point for a small realm is decades or hundreds of years. It is even more exaggerated for heavenly beings to make a breakthrough. It may even take thousands of years, not to mention the Holy Spirit and its realms above."
Qingyao's tone became cold and a little angry.
"Cutting off Shou Yuan can cut off the path of cultivation for 99% of people. The remaining 1% of talented people also have the curse of God to remove it. With a two-pronged approach, naturally no one can Break out of the prison and go find the Gods to settle the matter."
Zhou Qiankun was shocked, it turned out that God's plan was so thorough.
A simple act of life-killing can make 99% of people unable to pose a threat to him.
The remaining talented people will also be destroyed by the curse of God.
Zhou Qiankun suddenly remembered the secret of the Immortality Vine in the Immortality Sect, which could double a person's lifespan simply because it could help the monks resist the sword that cut off their lifespan.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
Although he knew the truth, it was still too far away from him.
With his current strength, even a single thought from the God of Heaven could make him disappear into ashes.
Qing Yao looked at Zhou Qiankun, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and said slowly: "Just bury these in your heart. If the truth is revealed, the power of God's curse will come, and the entire Holy Spirit Continent will be extinct in an instant."
Zhou Qiankun nodded. The purpose of God's curse is to purge those who know the truth and those talented people who can surpass saints.
Zhou Qiankun was very sober, and his top priority was to find a way to suppress the power of the curse here.
He was also amazed at the wolfish ambition of the Evil God Cult and the Evil God behind them, who even attempted to use God's curse to exterminate Dachu.
Looking at the mural again, the divine patterns on it were already quite dim, and more and more curse power was leaking out.
Zhou Qiankun was silent for a while, and then asked: "Is there a way to solve the curse of God here?"
Qingyao pondered for a moment and then said: "No, now we can only use divine patterns to temporarily suppress it. Perhaps finding the treasure of Ancestor Ming Yuan can solve the problem of God's curse."
Qingyao looked at the divine pattern and her eyes darkened.
Divine patterns are something that only the gods have.
The presence of divine patterns here also means that a powerful man from the God Clan in the Holy Spirit Continent made a big mistake and was demoted here.
Zhou Qiankun frowned. They didn't even know what the treasure of Ancestor Ming Yuan was or what it looked like. How could they find it?
"This divine pattern is almost unbearable. How can we find another divine pattern?"
Zhou Qiankun asked the key question.
Qingyao smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was the biggest problem they were facing right now.
In the Holy Spirit Continent, except for the evil god whose whereabouts are unknown, no one can draw divine patterns.
And even if he found that person, he originally planned to destroy Da Chu, let alone give them the divine mark.
Qingyao raised her hand, and a stream of spiritual power fell on the mural.
Covered by the power of God's curse, Qingyao's spiritual power was unable to cause any harm to the mural.
Qingyao snorted coldly. As a Celestial Clan, it would be too embarrassing for her if she was stopped by the God Clan's methods.
He once again used the power of the Heavenly Clan to completely erase the contents of the mural.
However, that's all.
Although the content of the mural disappeared, it only prevented the curse of God from being born. The curse of God that had already been born was still there.
That's not something she can resolve.
Then, he sighed and said: "Let's go, we'll talk about it when we get out. Staying here for a long time won't be good for you. We'll discuss the method of suppression with everyone when we get out."
Zhou Qiankun nodded and walked out of the underground cave together with Qingyao.
Returning to the ground, Zhou Qiankun felt the warm sunshine and relaxed his suppressed emotions.
On the ground, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao coming up safely.
Murong Ruoshui came over and asked with concern: "Holy girl, Zhou Qiankun, are you okay?"
Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao shook their heads slightly, indicating that they were fine.
Chu Shenhe hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Saint Qingyao, what is that underground?"
Qingyao did not hide it from them, and said in a solemn tone: "It's a curse from God."
As soon as the words "God's Curse" came out, everyone on the field had different expressions.
Chu Shenhe and Murong Ruoshui obviously knew what it was, and their expressions were extremely ugly.
They all know how terrible the curse of God is. Once it breaks out, the entire country will be in danger.
The other nine superpowers looked confused. You looked at me, I looked at you, they all shook their heads at each other, obviously they had never heard of this thing.
But looking at the faces of Murong Ruoshui and Chu Shenhe, they also realized the seriousness of the problem.
Dugu Motian couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up and asked, "Your Highness the eldest prince, Saint Qingyao, what exactly is the curse of God?"
Qingyao did not speak, but glanced at Chu Shenhe.
Qing Yao's meaning is obvious. Since the royal family knows the truth, he can decide whether to tell it or not.
