The main hall was originally silent, but as the door opened, a loud sound of chanting scriptures came out in an instant.
There are two statues of gods, one male and one female. The statues are solemn and solemn, sitting side by side on the throne. The surface of the high statues exudes a bronze luster, revealing its ancient vicissitudes and majestic atmosphere.
Time has left no trace here. The statue of the god is eternal and its tyrannical power is still shocking no matter how long it has passed.
"This is the two gods of the sun and moon!"
"Such statues are everywhere in the Ninth Realm, but why do I feel that these two statues are different!"
There are more and more people watching around, and some people even dare to step into Liangjie Mountain to see the Duan family's holy land.
The statue was far away from them, but it gave people an invisible sense of oppression, as if they had an urge to worship from deep within.
Some sharp-eyed people recognized the ancient characters carved on the statues and exclaimed: "These two statues should be the gods of the sun and moon passed down from ancient times!"
According to legend, the two gods of the sun and moon are a pair of brother and sister. They evolved due to the beliefs of the ancestors of the Netherworld. They have been dependent on each other since the birth of heaven and earth.
The original two gods, the sun and the moon, had a very good relationship. We supported each other and shared weal and woe, and gradually became the best gods in the underworld.
The ancestors of the Netherworld, like the ancient ancestors of many realms, have to face the unknown in the darkness. Since the beginning of the creation of the Netherworld, too many ferocious beasts and alien species have appeared. They are strange and changeable, and they have no influence on the survival of the human race.
There is a huge threat. Therefore, most of these Netherworld Ancestors have simple personalities and fight desperately for the interests of their own ethnic group every day.
After that, the Nether Ancestors owned a territory belonging to the human race.
However, the most complicated thing in this world is the human heart.
With the gradual improvement of the Netherworld, eighteen small worlds were finally formed on top of the eighteen levels of hell in ancient times, collectively known as the "Eighteen Netherworlds".
However, the internal stability of the human race's territory has brought about many complex and changeable emotions, such as tyranny, jealousy, greed...many desires are intertwined, and there are wars and quarrels among the human race.
Countless distracting thoughts flowed into the body of the god along with the prayer.
The gods heard many mixed voices. The powerful wanted to have greater power, the rich wanted to be richer, the avengers wanted their enemies to die intact, and the evil-minded wanted to have beautiful women in their arms.
Everyone has desires and evil thoughts. The power of faith eventually becomes impure, and the two gods of the sun and moon gradually become violent.
They were also affected and were guided by the followers' desires. Everyone wanted to dominate one side, which eventually led to a melee between the two gods of the sun and moon.
During that war, the Eighteen Realms of the Netherworld were in darkness. There was no sun or moon, and everything was in darkness.
The two gods, the sun and the moon, fell in that war. Afterwards, all living beings prayed and finally summoned the sun and the moon again. However, the two gods disappeared and never appeared again.
"Did you see that the faith around you is constantly being injected into the aperture behind the statue's head?"
Everyone was shocked. Could it be that the two gods of the sun and moon were really in front of them?
Lu Yu narrowed his eyes and stared at the two statues. Naturally, he also sensed the extraordinary divine power in the two statues.
Just when he was about to raise his hand to touch it, an old voice suddenly came.