Zhang Yu stood on top of a severely cracked stone platform with his sleeves behind his back, looking at the ruined scenery in front of him.
The place under his feet used to be an altar, which was also the highest point in the entire ruins. But now, the former magnificence and majesty had been replaced by decay and ruin. It was buried in the depths of this dense forest, and no one cared about it anymore.
However, at this moment, in his eyes, the surrounding things, including the stone paths, buildings, canals, and gardens, were slowly recovering. The decaying trees and flowers bloomed again, and the gurgling spring water once again flowed in the beautiful city.
Natives in all kinds of light woven robes walked on the spacious stone path. From time to time, children would chase and play, passing through the path and attracting the scolding of the adults.
Many female priests in white robes, wearing woven garlands, and having cleaned themselves, carried exquisite golden utensils and walked solemnly to the bottom of the altar.
An old priest in gorgeous clothes, wearing a feathered crown and golden ornaments on his chest walked past him, facing the offerings on the altar.
However, all of this was drowned out by a blood-red light in the end. And when this blood-red light appeared, the magnificence and magnificence also decayed and collapsed together.
He reached out his hand, and a falling leaf landed in his palm, and then turned into ashes in an instant.
Things in the world had their ups and downs. Even without this, this ancient city would be buried in the long river of history one day with the passage of time.
And even those gods who claimed to be eternal could not escape the cycle of the epoch. When they were far away from faith and worship, they would naturally fall into a deep slumber. Perhaps one day, they would be awakened on the altar by someone and return to the world with a different identity. Or perhaps, they would silently disappear, never to be known by anyone again.
Fortunately, in Tianxia, there was still the path of cultivation to walk. Those who pursued the path of cultivation, their bodies and minds could achieve true immortality.
However, this was still not enough.
Just as he was looking at the past and present, the intertwined scenery of illusion and reality, a deliberately restrained light flashed, and Xu Chengtong's figure appeared in front of him. He bowed and said carefully, "Inspector, this Xu has taken control of that tribe. Does the Inspector have any other orders?"
Zhang Yu: "Got it. You stay there first. I'll be there soon."
Xu Chengtong replied with a "Yes" and bowed to him again. With a flash of light, his figure disappeared. What was there just now was only the reflection of his primordial spirit.
After standing for a moment, Zhang Yu called Qing Shu over and gave him a few instructions. After that, he looked in a certain direction, and with a flash of brilliant starlight, he disappeared from where he stood.
He followed the traces of qi that Xu Chengtong had intentionally left behind, and it wasn't long before he arrived before a mountain ridge with numerous tents.
Native tribesmen with bows and arrows stood there, scanning the surroundings with vigilant gazes. But at this moment, everyone was motionless. Not only them, but the trees and grass were also the same as though a frozen painting.
Zhang Yu didn't pay much attention to this. He walked slowly, passing through the frozen figures one by one until he reached the top of the mountain.
Xu Chengtong was waiting there with the young girl. However, when the young girl looked at the surrounding tribesmen, her deer-like eyes were filled with fear and worry.
When Xu Chengtong saw him arrive, he bowed respectfully and said, "Patrol."
When the young girl saw him, she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare in the end. She only knelt down.
Zhang Yu nodded to Xu Chengtong. He walked forward until he arrived in front of the extinguished bonfire in the middle. He could see two people sitting there.
They were the native woman and the masked man that he saw in the young girl's mind. The two of them seemed to be talking about something at this moment, and their expressions were still the same.
With a thought, he undid the arrangements that Xu Chengtong had set up. Everything in the surroundings resumed its flow once more.
The two people in front of him were still talking naturally. They didn't notice the interruption just now.
However, after the masked man said a few more sentences, he sensed that something was wrong. He glanced to the side in confusion. When he saw Zhang Yu, he was first stunned. Then, his eyes that were not covered by the mask became filled with extreme fear. He began to tremble uncontrollably.
The native woman also sensed that something was wrong. Her gaze shivered at first, but when she sensed the power that was as vast as the sun, she decisively came down from the wooden stump and knelt on the ground.
Zhang Yu looked at the masked man and asked indifferently, "Are you from the Gods Recovery Society?"
The masked man was originally speechless. He seemed to be grasping at his last life-saving straw. He reached out with trembling hands in an attempt to grab the jade pendant in front of his chest.
Zhang Yu watched his actions indifferently. He had no intention of stopping him.
Perhaps the masked man was too frightened. After several attempts, he finally grabbed the jade pendant. However, when he touched it, it shattered with a crack. He only touched a handful of powder.
He looked down in horror as the powder in his hand fell to the ground. His body went limp and fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.
Zhang Yu didn't care about the masked man anymore. Instead, he looked away and looked at the native woman. Although the latter buried her head deeply, she could still feel his gaze. She immediately said, "Pakert greets the great god Tianxia."
Zhang Yu could see that this was a god's descendant who had awakened her spirituality. However, most of the tribal leaders in the jungle had such an identity. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to survive here.
He said, "You asked your daughter to come to me. Are you ready to give up your original bloodline?"
The native woman said respectfully, "Yes, we don't want to fall into the arms of the barbaric gods anymore. I don't like their bloodshed and killing.
My tribe and I just want to live a peaceful and stable life. We are willing to offer our loyalty and sacrifice to the great god Tianxia forever. "
Zhang Yu said calmly, "We don't need sacrifices. You said to your daughter that happiness is her own and not the gift of others or gods. Therefore, you have to rely on yourself to live the life you want. However, you also have to give up some things. Are you ready?"
The native woman took down the Tianxia axe from her waist and slowly raised it above her head with both hands. She said, "Your will, the will of god."
Zhang Yu understood that this action meant that she was willing to give up everything in front of her in exchange for the blessings of god.
The cognition of these natives was formed after a long period of survival and life, and it was impossible for them to change it in an instant. It required a long period of guidance and practice, so he did not correct anything. He only said, "Bring your tribe and migrate west. Someone will make arrangements for you after you walk out of the pass."
Every word he said sounded directly in the native woman's heart. The latter tried her best to shrink and lower her body. She said, "Your humble servant will follow the god's orders."
Zhang Yu looked in a certain direction at this time. The soil there suddenly turned over, and then a palm-sized statue of an EsGod flew out from the ground and floated in front of him.
This tribe used to believe in the EsGod called 'Paya Viner', and now they were preparing to revive it. Therefore, the statue of the god as the carrier had long been prepared. They were only waiting for a blood sacrifice under the correct guidance.
When the Blood Sun Divine Kingdom invaded the tribes, many EsGods, including 'Paya Viner', were deprived of their faith and forced to enter a long sleep, waiting for their descendants to wake them up.
Most of the ancient statues that were soaked in their power were originally smashed by the Blood Sun Divine Kingdom, but there were always some that slipped through the net and remained.
For example, the statue in front of him was not big and easy to hide, so it had always been kept in the tribe.
It could be said that the tribes that submitted to the Blood Sun Divine Kingdom would more or less do this. Some of them did it out of their own fanaticism, and some of them just wanted to leave a way out for themselves.
At this time, Zhang Yu reached out and grabbed the statue. The heat contained in it was continuously absorbed into his body.
Perhaps this was the last sustenance left behind by this EsGod in the human world. Perhaps this EsGod was old and powerful enough, and the energy contained in it was also very abundant.
After a period of time, a crack finally appeared on the statue, but at the same time, the statue let out waves of indignant roars and whines that sounded like it was begging for mercy. This sound gradually faded away, and in the end, along with the powder of the statue after it shattered, it scattered into the wind on the mountain.
The native woman's body trembled slightly. Her descendant bloodline allowed her to clearly feel the decline of the Lord God's power, and the traces left behind over thousands of years of history were gradually fading away.
She also heard the cries from 'Paya Viner' and felt its powerlessness.
In her opinion, this was the change of divine authority.
The new God severed the faith of the old God, and in this dense forest, this kind of thing had been repeated all the time.
At this moment, she was glad that she had made the choice to be protected by a powerful God.
However, she did not know that the way of life of the tribe was about to start, and her past experience and understanding would soon not be applicable.
And such a change was not only happening to them, but also to other tribes.
At this time, Zhang Yu once again looked at the masked man who was paralyzed on the ground.
In the past, when he was in Dong Ting, he had also come into contact with the people of the God Recovery Society. However, because he lacked means at that time, and because the God Recovery Society had spiritual shackles on them, he could not obtain much from them.
But now, it was different.
His eyes flashed slightly and penetrated the person's eyes, easily destroying the layer of spiritual shackles that bound the person and looking into the depths of the person's mind.
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