Chapter 1091
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Qin Mu transformed back into Mu Qing's face and walked on the celestial river, his footsteps getting faster and faster.
When the Dragon Han Era was at its most magnificent, it started to go downhill.
He looked down and saw that there were many god kingdoms in the Primordial Realm below. The powerful half-gods had toppled the statues of the ancient gods.
Those huge statues were the symbols of the ancient gods' authority and power. They were tall and majestic. Some were carved out of whole god mountains, while others were made of divine gold and divine iron. They were extremely extravagant.
In the past, it was the people who came to offer sacrifices, offering their children and jewels to the ancient gods who held power high above. They prayed for good weather and for heaven not to send calamities.
Now that the ancient gods had left Heaven, there was no power in Heaven. The half-gods took advantage of the situation to rise up and steal power. The ancient gods became the old gods, and their god statues naturally had to be toppled. Their sacrificial altars were also broken.
However, Qin Mu also saw that after the powerful half-gods destroyed the statues and sacrificial altars of the ancient gods, they enslaved the people to work hard and built new sacrificial altars on the spot.
On the new sacrificial altars, the god statues of the powerful half-gods were erected.
Qin Mu unknowingly walked down the celestial river and got closer and closer to the mortal world. Looking around, there were scenes of old gods being destroyed and new gods being erected everywhere. The people were still enslaved and living a life worse than death.
The new gods who held power were in high spirits as they celebrated their victory and ascension. They enjoyed the beauties and delicacies offered by the people and had all kinds of treasures piled up like mountains beside them.
They drank heartily in the pools of wine and forests of meat, laughing heartily and being incomparably cheerful.
At the feet of their majestic bodies, there were hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of mortals who were trembling in fear. They lowered their heads and kowtowed like they were pounding garlic.
"Ah, this is the mortal world."
Qin Mu only came to his senses then. When he walked on the celestial river in the past, he walked too high and saw too far. He didn't see the people of the Primordial Realm.
Ah, this is the mortal world.
He just realized this point. Yes, this is the mortal world. Not only did the people not destroy the gods in their hearts, they also didn't destroy the gods in their temples, and they also didn't destroy the new and old gods.
Once power was released from the cage, it would be very difficult to put it back in again.
His servility was called out, and it was difficult for him to straighten his waist and knees.
Why was it that even though the Celestial Emperor had been eradicated and the rule of the ancient gods had been overthrown, people's lives had not changed and were still as numb as before?
Why was it that when the old gods had already left this world, a new batch of gods had been born?
Shouldn't all of this have changed?
Could it be that this Dragon Han Revolution had nothing to do with mortals?
"Yes, this Dragon Han Revolution is far from succeeding. It only removed the Celestial Emperor and the ancient gods. It only removed the original ruling class and replaced them with a new batch of rulers. The Dragon Han Revolution was fake and hypocritical. "
He was somewhat perplexed and muttered, "Yun Tianzun, did you see that? Don't live too high and too far away. If you live too high and too far away, you won't be able to see the suffering of the masses. If you live too high and too far away, you'll lose the motivation to move forward. If you live too high and too far away, you'll forget your original intentions. "
He walked between the majestic divine mountains of the Primordial Realm and looked at the half-gods who were celebrating enthusiastically. He looked at the masses who were suffering as before.
From Dragon Han to Crimson Light, from High Emperor to Founding Emperor, and then to Yankang, the goal of these generations of people with lofty ideals wasn't personal power and status, nor was it personal desire or wealth. It was the purest of beliefs, to break the gods in their hearts and destroy the gods in their temples.
Night fell, and the curtain of night was pulled open, covering the Primordial Realm.
His chest surged as he walked in the night with a lantern. There was a strange feeling in his heart that was like the waves of the celestial river.
He was like a pedestrian carrying a lantern into the dark history of the ancient times, searching for the footprints left behind by his predecessors in the darkness. He was searching for their spirit that was like a candle flame in the dark night.
It was a kind of spirit that was imprinted in the blood of ordinary people. It was simple yet stirring, making people's eyes fill with tears and their blood boil when they came into contact with it.
Their pure and simple spirits were deeply imprinted in the dark sky of history.
When a pedestrian from the future carried a lantern into the dark history, the light would illuminate the darkness. Their spirits were like shining stars that inspired the future generations.
Qin Mu didn't stop walking. The long roars of ancient gods and devils came from the darkness. The divine mountains in the distance were like giant beasts crawling in the darkness.
In the darkness, a half-god god discovered him and shouted, "Mu Tianzun —"
Qin Mu was stunned. Only then did he remember that he still had the appearance of Mu Qing.
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