But what was surprising was that the blood flowed down the cup and seeped into the stone, and then they heard a "boom" sound.
I saw that what was originally a stone wall in front of me slowly opened from the middle like a door.
Then where they were standing, the stone wall beneath their feet began to rotate.
Feng Sujin reacted very quickly and quickly grabbed Qiao Liuhua and Shen Huaiqiao, fearing that one of them would accidentally shake and fall.
I don’t know how long it took to spin, but the stone finally stopped.
In their dizziness, they found that they had entered another spacious place.
The key is that it is still very bright. For a moment, they thought they had left the underground site of the ancient country!
In front of you is a spacious square place, surrounded by stone pillars. Above the stone pillars are huge beads, which seem to be emitting white light all year round.
Then the innermost high platform seemed to be a sacrificial platform, with many things on it, including various jewelry and many fresh fruits and grains.
The strange thing is that these fresh fruits and grains have not been corroded at all. They are always fresh, as if someone had just put them on them.
"Look, that's a painting."
"This painting is not a mural, but painted by a person. Judging from the painting skills, it should be a painting method from ancient times."
Feng Sujin looked over and saw the painting of the sacrifice. It was a man in fairy clothes. The clothes moved automatically without wind, as if they were falling through the void, with fairy aura floating in the air.
It has a freehand feeling. There is no specific appearance, but just looking at the temperament, it is extraordinary.
Feng Sujin looked at this painting, and for some reason, she felt a strong sense of familiarity in her mind.
When she was dreaming before, it seemed that such a figure and a feeling appeared in the dream.
But she couldn't remember the dream clearly when she woke up.
But when she saw this painting, she had a vague feeling.
Feng Sujin had a strong feeling that was about to come out of her mind, but when she thought about it carefully, her head hurt and she couldn't think of it at all.
At this time, Shen Huaiqiao looked at the pictures below, "Look, below are people kneeling and worshiping. Isn't the person with the fairy spirit in this picture the God of Creation?"
Feng Sujin's whole body trembled when she heard the words "Creation God".
The Creator God is the master of the entire world.
It is an existence that everyone admires.
Even if the Nine Realms were later created, no one could surpass the status and ability of the Creator God.
But she also remembered what Shen Huaiqiao said, saying that the Creator God later turned from a god into a demon for some unknown reason.
Looking at this painting, Feng Sujin felt that it was a pity that he had gone from being a god to a demon.
I don’t know what the Creator God looks like after being possessed by a demon.
Feng Sujin turned to look at Shen Huaiqiao, "After the Creator God became a demon, do you know what happens next?"
Feng Sujin didn't know why, but she was suddenly very interested in this God of Creation and couldn't help but want to know everything about him.
"I quietly went to the evil garden and stayed for a short time. There are taboos there, and the evil spirit is too strong, so I only saw fragmentary records. Maybe if I check it out, I will find something else."
Feng Sujin nodded. What she was thinking about now was that she would go to the Evil Garden in the future to read the records about the God of Creation.
She didn't know why, she just wanted to know. It was as if something sealed in her mind gave her such a strong feeling.
Feng Sujin stood here, and the feeling of what she was asked to do automatically appeared in her mind.
She followed the idea in her mind and found many things from the walls and various mechanisms.