Looking at the place in front of him, Yang Lin couldn't help but sigh.
He also came here in his previous life.
It was the fifth year since the beginning of the Awakening Era, but by that time, the Sacred Heart Sect had been annihilated by the Sotu Sect, and this place was also found by the Sotu Sect and was directly destroyed.
What he saw at that time were just some ruins of this place, and the valuable things in them had long been removed by Sotu.
But now it's different.
After being reborn, the valuable things here are still there. As long as a little bit of the remaining things leak out, it will be enough to make Yang Lin's mouth water.
This is also one of Yang Lin's main purposes this time. In addition to wanting to make good friends with the Moon King's sister, he also has plans for himself.
"It's really spectacular..."
Looking at the ancient city below and this scene, Chen Qing couldn't help but sigh deeply.
It's hard to imagine how much effort the ancestors of the Sacred Heart Cult spent to build this city in this place.
Looking at the city, Chen Qing could completely imagine the scene. Just building this city would inevitably require a huge price to be paid.
But after all, she was the saint of the Sacred Heart of this generation. No matter how shocked she was, she only sighed for a moment, then her face returned to normal, and she slowly raised her head and looked forward: "Let's go."
Walking all the way forward, they soon reached their destination this time - a very huge altar.
As we walked along the road, the ancient scenery on both sides slowly passed by, all bearing the mottled traces of time.
On some walls, there are still faint stains of dried blood and the remains of swords. Even after countless hours of hard work, they have not been erased and appear to be brand new.
Unimaginable battles had taken place here, and the entire city was covered with bloodstains, some were black, some were red, and some were gold.
The black blood represents ferocious beasts, the red represents humans, and as for the final gold, it is the golden blood that can only be found in saints who have tempered their own strength to the peak.
This is a place where saints from the Sacred Heart Religion have died in battle, and far more than one.
A mysterious power is filled here, and time seems to be frozen here. All the bloodstains remain the same as they were at the beginning, and they are still vivid to this day, as if the scene happened yesterday.
Just looking around quietly, a sense of historical accumulation and epic grandeur can't help but arise in my heart.
Even Yang Lin, a reborn person, couldn't help but his eyes flickered when he looked at the scenes in front of him, feeling a little touched by it.
"Okay, we're here."
Not long after, they boarded the huge altar and began to look around.
Like the arrowheads around it, the altar in front of me looks very old, and it is full of a sense of time.
Yang Lin raised his head and looked in front of him.
There, I saw some statues densely packed in front of the altar.
These statues come in different shapes and looks, among which the three statues are the largest.
A dragon-like dragon with huge wings.
A statue of a divine bird that looks like a bird or a phoenix from myths and legends, holding a sun in the center.
There is also a humanoid statue that looks like a giant, like the giant that created the world, with chains wrapped around its body.
This is a statue of the three gods.
However, compared with the statues of the three gods in the outside world, the statues of the three gods here are carved in an extremely vicious way. Each statue is carved in an extremely terrifying way. There is no longer the holiness of the gods, only endless terror and awe.
"Three gods..."
Looking at Mu in front of him, Chen Qing's face looked a little ugly, and he inexplicably remembered what Yang Lin had said before.
"Are the three gods really part of the ferocious beasts? Are they enemies of mankind?"
She was a little shaken in her heart, and then looked towards the center of the altar.
In the center of the altar, a black coffin stood quietly.
"What to do next?"
Looking at the black coffin, she turned back to Yang Lin and asked in a deep voice.
"Just inject your holy power into this coffin."
Yang Lin did not show off and explained directly: "Back then, the ancestor of the Sacred Heart Cult had a short life span. In order to better pass on the various knowledge and secrets of the Sacred Heart Cult to the future, he chose to use holy objects to suppress himself.
It’s sealed inside this coffin.”
"As long as the later saints inject holy power into the coffin, the sage will wake up."
"good."
Chen Qing nodded and looked at Yang Lin, but he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Yang Lin in front of him really knew a lot.
It is surprising enough to be able to easily find the ancient ruins of the Sacred Heart Sect. The secrets of the Sacred Heart Sect's sages are sleeping here, and the other party can actually know it.
This can no longer be explained by ordinary well-informed people.
There must be a secret about the other party.
But now is not the time to delve into this.
Chen Qing turned around and placed one hand on the black coffin.
Pale white holy power flowed slowly, and in front of his eyes, the black coffin suddenly lit up.
The black coffin seemed to have its own life. After Chen Qing's holy power was injected into it, complex textures began to appear on the coffin, which at first glance looked like human blood vessels and meridians.
At this moment, with the injection of holy power, these blood vessels and meridians are slowly lighting up.
A subtle change began to occur.
"You are the new generation of saint? You have pretty good qualifications."
Hearing the sound, everyone present was stunned.
Chen Qing looked at the coffin in front of him.
With the injection of holy power into her body, the coffin in front of her continued to glow, but it was never opened, and the sage inside was not even visible.
The sage inside did not appear, so who was the one who spoke?
"Stop guessing." A hoarse voice sounded from the spot.
Chen Qing turned around and looked behind him.
On the stairs behind him, an old woman stepped up.
The old woman was wearing white clothes, with white hair hanging down. She was thin and looked very old, but her eyes were very energetic. She just looked at Chen Qing, focusing on her.
A faint white light flickered, and the holy power far more powerful than Chen Qing was rippling in the old man's body, proving her identity.
She is clearly a saint from the Sacred Heart Sect.
"What? Surprised?"
Seeing the dumb faces on everyone's faces, the old woman smiled.
"It's a little bit..."
Chen Qing nodded blankly, pointing at the coffin in front of him, as if to say: Why didn't you come out of the coffin?
"I put a coffin here."
Seeing her like this, the old woman smiled and said, "But that doesn't mean I have to lie down in it stupidly, right?"
"This coffin is just for me to cover up. My true body lies under this ruins."
The old woman raised her head and glanced at Yang Lin: "The way I wake up is not to inject holy power, but as long as someone enters this ruins, I will wake up."
"If you really put yourself in a coffin, it's okay if it's one of your own. But if it's an enemy, wouldn't it mean that you can't run away even if you want to?"
"What you said seems to make sense..."
Chen Qing had a strange look on his face. At this moment, he felt that the old woman in front of him was right.
Yes, if you put your body on the altar, it's fine if it's really one of your own, but if it's an outsider, doesn't it just fall into the hands of the other party and be manipulated by the other party?
However, even though I think this makes sense, I don't know why, but it still feels a little weird.
Feeling this strangeness, she glanced at Yang Lin vaguely.