Then, Ye Tian gathered his spiritual power into a ball of light to illuminate the entire hall.

It also illuminates the surrounding murals.

These murals are carved on a whole stone slab and inlaid into the walls. At first glance, the lines are simple, bright, solemn and magnificent.

The first mural facing east at the gate is a doomsday scene.

The sky is dark, the wind is roaring, the flood is overwhelming, the earth is overturned, the volcanoes erupt, and the trees wither.

In the second picture, humans began to appear. They seemed to be working hard, but they were as thin as skeletons.

The third picture is also a picture of labor, but it is a different scene. It is by the river. The sun is fierce, the earth is deserted, countless people who are unclothed and haggard, with thick iron chains strung together their bodies.

But they are not criminals, but boaters.

The other end of the iron chain was connected to a large boat in the river water. The waves on the river were surging and heavy rains were pouring. The big boat was struggling and there was a danger of overturning at any time. People on the shore tried desperately to stabilize the boat.

On the boat, several monks were breathing and practicing, but after the spiritual energy entered their bodies, it turned and then gathered towards a vague tower-like thing in the distance.

"That is the nine temples that belonged to the Shenzong and collected the power of incense thousands of years ago!" Lu Wenbin next to him pointed to the tower-shaped buildings and explained to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian nodded, and he understood the content of the painting.

Under normal circumstances, if you travel in harsh natural environments such as wind and waves, monks can use magic weapons to perfectly resist.

But the monks in this mural worked hard to practice, and basically most of their power was worshipped in the temple. Therefore, they were unwilling to consume their power to use magic tools, but directly drove mortals to do those things.

The power of mortals is limited, and the effect they can achieve is naturally a thousand miles worse than that of magic weapons.

But there is really no way.

This situation is really unreasonable in Ye Tian's eyes. For monks, things that only require a finger to be done can be replaced by so many mortals.

What's more, the first two murals have clearly shown that various natural disasters have erupted, and mortals are not covered in clothes and cannot fill their stomachs. The living conditions are already extremely poor. Looking at the miserable appearance of the boatmen strung together by iron chains, it can already explain everything.

Especially behind them, there were obviously countless corpses along the way, which were naked.

Ye Tian shook his head gently and continued to look at the next mural.

This is a scene similar to the previous one. Countless mortals who had difficulty and miserable survival were exhausted by monks.

Then the monk's cultivation was taken away by the temple as if he was sucking blood.

The following paintings are basically like this, but they are replaced by different scenes, different cruel and deformed ways.

Until the ninth painting, the content suddenly changed.

There are only mortals who can no longer survive.

They eat grass, soil, bark, eat vegetables, eat vegetables, fight each other, become cruel and crazy, like countless dementia beasts.

More of the dead are dead, their bodies are discarded at will and piled up in the wild. The husband is burying his wife and children. The wife is lying next to the husband's body and crying. The children who have lost their family are shaking in the cold wind, dazed and stunned...

In the following murals, a large number of monks began to appear.

They fought and killed each other, causing movement and impact that were millions of times as cruel as that of mortals, making the already cruel environment worse.

Then, in the mural behind, these monks killed their opponents, devoured their opponent's flesh and blood, absorbed their opponent's spiritual power, and then became stronger, causing greater killing.

In this process, the nine temples behind were constantly extracting the power and life of everyone.

The battle continued with many murals, and the scale of the battle became larger and more intense, until... the temple began to join the battle.

The turmoil in the temple has caused even more terrifying negative impacts.

As a result, the whole world became darker and more depraved, and the mortals became more unsustainable, so the monks became more painful, and the temple further increased the turmoil...

A vicious cycle has formed.

From the first picture, the perspective begins to grow gradually, but from the fifteenth picture, it suddenly becomes smaller again.

The picture is in a small town, still full of sorrow, still full of blood, still shrouded in darkness, like an airtight iron house.

But there were a few figures inside, wearing disciple uniforms from the String Ge Academy, who were seriously watching everything around him, as if they were about to deeply imprint the pictures in front of them in their minds.

Then, in the sixteenth mural, these figures began to do things.

They are obviously monks who can drive mortals high above, which is what all monks who appear in the previous fourteen murals are doing.

But they are different. They do everything. They work with mortals, work together, study together, and work hard together to resist the evil and oppression in the bad world around them.

The next few murals are all like this.

At the same time, with their efforts and with the efforts of all the people who are gradually awakening, the environment in this small town has gradually begun to change, become vibrant, become orderly, and become... hope.

But then, many monks appeared from the temple. They destroyed the small town and killed many people inside. Many of the disciples from the Strings and Songs Academy were also dead.

Only a few people escaped with difficulty, and in the murals behind them, they continued to do what they had been doing. They walked through villages, towns, and across mountains, rivers and rivers.

Pieces of sparks appeared on the entire world and burned more and more.

During this process, death continued, but abnormally, more and more people around them were around them.

There are more and more mortals, so there are more and more monks.

On the contrary, the increase in monks has led to more and more mortals.

Countless people, regardless of gender, age, monks or mortals, were passionate, sing and moving forward bravely.

Their strength is getting stronger and stronger.

By the time of the 21st mural, the first towering temple that had been standing for tens of millions of years was pushed down by them!

The decaying temple tower turned into ruins, and the dazzling golden plaque was broken into two parts and was trampled on by people.

This is obviously just the beginning.

One by one, the tall towers of the temples representing the Shenzong were pushed down and collapsed one after another and returned to dust.

In a blink of an eye, the last mural has arrived.

This is also the largest of these twenty-eight murals.

Everyone gathered together, whether monks or mortals, they each had their own division of labor, digging mountains and filling the seas, suppressing evil. They were still skinny and unclothed, but the expressions on their faces were full of determination and hope.

Under their efforts, a brand new world appeared above the ruins!

...

This is all the contents of these murals, towards Shanhai and his companions, destroying the Divine Sect and building a new world of Jiuzhou.

And there is nothing else in this hall except these twenty-eight murals.

It seems that the hall is built to carry these murals and that period of history.

Ye Tian had actually seen the content of the murals in a long time ago and had heard Tao Ze tell him about it.

So these contents did not surprise Ye Tian. What he wondered was that the hall itself.

Lu Wenbin had already seen that this city should have existed ten thousand years ago.

The existence of these murals in front of you shows that this city, at least this hall, was established when the new world and new pattern had already unfolded after the demise of the Shenzong.

So, what about the corpses outside?

They were obviously protecting the palace, but their strength was disparate and they all died tragically.

Who are their enemies? Who killed them, and after that, almost slaughtered all the mortals in the city?

Why did this small town called Nanyun City appear at the bottom of this blue lake and sealed by the yellow springs and be forgotten for countless years?

Yes, it is just forgetting. In order to find the secret of luck, Ye Tian once read all the books in the Holy Church about this history and even similar ones.

But no book has recorded the history of the city, the history of the hall, and the history of the battles and killings that took place in the city.

Moreover, Lu Wenbin next to him was also extremely confused, saying that he had never heard of any relevant information.

Obviously, there is no answer.

At least, there is no answer here.

Ye Tian and Lu Wenbin checked again, left the hall, and bypassed it and continued to walk backwards.

Behind the main hall, walking through a wide street, there is a continuous building with roughly the same specifications, and it seems to be a mansion.

These buildings have basically collapsed and have traces of being burned by the raging fire.

After entering the building and entering the first collapsed gate, there was a large open yard. Here, Ye Tian saw countless corpses again.

Most of these people are old, young, women and children, and there are also obvious signs of burning.

But these people did not have any knife wounds or signs of being bound and forced, and they all died in the direction of the northeast.

It seemed that they all committed suicide, and they were all burned to death in the fire.

"It is obvious that in that battle at that time, there was a huge gap in strength, and all those with combat ability died in the battles on the periphery and the palace before."

"And these old, young, women and children who are incapable of fighting are here, facing the same direction, lit a fire and committed suicide." Ye Tian said.

"What I'm curious about is why they are heading in that direction, and what's there?"

Lu Wenbin said with some confusion.

"Cuizhu Island hangs alone on the South China Sea. Its northeast direction is Qingzhou, the easternmost of the nine continents, and the Holy Temple is on the shore of the East China Sea adjacent to Qingzhou." Ye Tian said hesitantly: "Is it a Holy Temple?"
To be continued...