Everything around him became clearer and clearer, and Yu Ziqing already felt that he really existed in this world at this moment, and was no longer a bystander.

He could even turn around and see everything outside the scene in the memory of Our Lady of the White Sun.

He felt that he was almost reaching the starting point.

Because he saw that the Holy Mother of the White Sun in this life was carefully hiding in a remote mountain village.

One by one, the mortal villagers were slowly brainwashed.

He stayed in this small village for a full thirty years before he accumulated fourth-level strength. Only then did he dare to take the first step.

And this first step is just another village.

The world continues to look back, and at the end of this life, there will be long-lasting darkness and nothingness.

This time it was particularly long.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the light came on again.

But this time, the protagonist of the world that appeared was not Our Lady of the White Sun.

But another person.

Following this man, Yu Ziqing saw that the gods were high above the nine heavens and would send down divine punishments if anything went wrong.

I saw temples everywhere and statues of gods everywhere.

I saw that all people have to spend a lot of time farming every day to survive. In the end, they have to enter temples to make offerings. They are treated like machines and contribute their meager willpower. Even incense and candles have to be bought with their own money.

Starvation is everywhere, and the people are in dire straits.

The dignitaries who serve the gods can get a large amount of incense crystals for their practice.

I also saw that at that time, Qi practitioners who did not use incense crystals to practice were like rats. As long as they showed up, they would be hunted down endlessly.

The owner of the perspective is an ordinary civilian.

Like other people, they work hard to fill their stomachs, and after finishing their daily work, they go to the temple and buy some expensive incense and candles to complete their family's daily task of serving the gods.

If there were no special changes, his whole life might be like this, day after day, until he died.

But changes still came.

One day, he saw a god who was high up in the sky and exuded divine light. His whole body was burning with flames and he fell from the sky to the earth.

The screams of the gods were even more tragic than when the pigs in the village were killed.
Chapter completed!