Yan Qing shoved the jade slip directly in front of Lin Du, who took a step back before he could see the words on it.

"The Way of Incense and Sacred Religion".

Lin Du read it aloud.

"So back then... Fusifang was also involved in that Liyang Town." Lin Du quickly scanned the contents of the jade slip.

"Considering the timeline, the ancient town disappeared over two thousand years ago. Fusifang would have already flourished by then, and the timing of the incident in the ancient city matches up." Yan Qing frowned, pulling out his booklet. "What was Fusifang plotting back then?"

"No, I should say, what are the fragments of the Heavenly Dao plotting?" Lin Du corrected him, then quickly pieced together his thoughts.

Lin Du sorted out the logical relationship, "Wen Fu definitely discovered that the decline of this ancient city was the work of Fu Sifang. Back then, with our level, we should not have randomly entered that ancient city secret realm. It was Wen Fu who planned for us to encounter it."

"Back then, we thought he was deliberately trying to ruin our lives, but now that I think about it... Wenfu's alter ego from Fusifang was involved."

The main body and the Eighth Elder's clone beside Qianyu did indeed want to use a Central Continent Grand Competition to capture all the geniuses' talents and spiritual objects.

Fu Sifang's clone intervened and pointed out the secret realm, probably hoping that Lin Du could find clues about it.

Lin Du unfolded the jade slip completely, making a rustling sound, and quickly scanned the entire contents with his eyes.

"After becoming a god, one generates meteorite gold, which serves as a divine seal. Even if the god dies, the divine seal remains intact, allowing the godhood to be reshaped..." Lin Du frowned and repeated, "Reshaped godhood?"

"Was the gold and stone inside that statue back then a divine seal?" Lin Du began rummaging through his storage ring.

Yan Qing looked bewildered. "Huh? What metal and stone?"

A woolen creature suddenly darted out from Lin Du's sleeve, its expression unusually serious. "What divine seal? Do you remember what that stone looked like?"

"Although I remember, wouldn't it be more convenient for me to show you directly?" Lin Du asked curiously, "You can be sure it's a divine seal just from the description?"

Chu Guanmeng: ...Huh?

"I knew this habit of picking up things on the go was good." Lin Du pinched Chu Guanmeng and took out a stone from a corner of his storage ring. "I took it back to show my senior sister back then, but she couldn't tell what it was. I didn't throw it away. I just like collecting trash, hehe."

After observing for a while, Chu Guanmeng confirmed, "It is a divine seal, a severely corroded divine seal. Yin Huaitian said that all the Star Lords have a meteorite as their seal, which will turn golden after they become gods."

"Although this divine seal is not broken, it is damaged. The specific title of the god is no longer visible, so it is impossible to reshape the godhood."

The fluffy ball shook its head, showing its disdain.

Yan Qing, pen in mouth, mumbled, "That makes sense then. So someone wants to use the Meng family's attempt to rebuild Meng An's soul, and then leverage the power of that statue's will to rebuild his divine status?"

"But where did that divine power come from? Wasn't it just an evil spirit?" Yuan Ye asked, puzzled.

Lin Du looked at him and asked, "How do you sing the only 'Lotus Flower Ballad' line you know?"

Yuan Ye had barely uttered a sentence when his mind raced, and he immediately read out the middle line: "Is Buddha also me, and is demon also me?"

"Is the evil spirit the god that Fu Sifang wants to create?" Ni Jinxuan's face twisted in confusion. "But how can an evil spirit be a god?"

Lin Du looked at Wei Zhi, "So, Master, do you now know what that fragment of the Heavenly Dao is?"

"A fallen god." Wei Zhi looked directly at her and uttered the answer they both held in their hearts, "A fallen, corrupted god."

"Wen Fu probably never imagined that the truth would be hidden in the iron coffin at the bottom of the sea."

"The iron coffin in the city is indeed a typical coffin for sealing evil spirits. I was wondering how such a perfectly placed iron coffin could appear when things happened so suddenly."

"It seems that the person behind the scenes knew all along that Meng An, who was reshaped by the Meng family, was in a state of mental chaos, and the iron coffin was probably prepared to seal Meng An off."

"If the reconstruction fails, the city will lose its value."

"It seems that this fragment of the Heavenly Dao was what the Fallen God initially tried to reshape its divine status, but failed and had to give up. Later, it chose to devour the Heavenly Dao of this world and become a god in this world in another sense." Lin Du quickly deduced what happened more than two thousand years ago and the reasons for everything that followed.

"Then who is this person in the coffin? It's clearly the corpse of an ordinary cultivator. He was at the Cloud Ascension Realm when he died, and it seems he frequently used longevity pills to forcibly prolong his life, which is why his bones are severely aged, and his bone age is nearly three thousand years old." Xia Tianwu examined the corpse. "There is no identification."

"Why would someone of ordinary talent, a human cultivator, go to such lengths to restore a fallen god's divine status?"

The Cloud Ascension Realm is the ultimate goal for many cultivators in their lifetime; let alone gods, even immortals wouldn't dare to dream of it.

Yan Qing raised his hand. "I know. According to the notes of the first Fusifang keeper, he had ordinary talent and comprehension. Throughout his life, he took it as his original goal to create a fair list. He used rare and precious materials to reach the Cloud Realm. After that, he spent his life to witness a miracle. So even though his lifespan was about to end, he continued to live for a full two thousand years."

"I thought the miracles he recorded were some strange phenomena, but it turns out they really were gods." Yan Qing said with frustration, "My imagination is still too poor."

"Then it's not surprising." Xia Tianwu nodded. "This is undoubtedly the first head of the workshop."

"It failed to witness a miracle, so it was no longer allowed to live and died with resentment," Lin Du sighed. "No wonder no one went to clean up the mess for the evil spirit."

The crowd fell silent for a moment. The corrupt divine seal could not condense a new divine essence. The people's willpower had only condensed into a false god and evil spirit. No wonder the workshop master was so angry that he died.

But when Fu Sifang's owner thinks about those people who were destroyed by evil spirits, does he really feel no remorse at all?

Han Yueling suddenly spoke up, "This divine seal was burned by Yin Huaitian's power, so it's completely corroded. I can feel it."

Lin Du seemed to be deep in thought, and then he made a bold conjecture.

However, this conjecture can only be verified once the seal on the source of demonic energy loosens.

After everyone sighed, they began to happily divide the spoils.

Yue Han opened her eyes groggily, "Was I poisoned? I feel like I just saw my grandma."

Lin Du nodded, "That's true."

Yue Han assumed Lin Du was right about the poisoning and patted her chest with lingering fear.

Everyone turned away, suppressing their laughter.

"There should be more down there! Let's go down and take a look!" Ni Jinxuan saw that only the remains remained in the coffin and turned to look at the huge hole.

Lin Du nodded, "Okay."

Why not take advantage of it?

Hou Cang had been holding his sword the whole time, which made him seem out of place with the lively discussion. Only when he got here did he clear his throat and say, "Sure, sure. There are outsiders here too. I'll keep an eye on things for you from upstairs."

Lin Du suddenly stopped in his tracks. "The seabed is still dangerous. Senior brother, go down and protect my nephew and the young master. I'll stay up here and keep watch."

Hou Cang: No, you're starting to play dumb now, aren't you?

Lin Du and Hou Cang stared at each other for a moment. Then, Lin Du made a feint, moved behind Hou Cang, and kicked him down.

Everyone jumped down like dumplings being dropped into a pot. Lin Du clapped his hands, turned to Wei Zhi, and said, "I have a question I'd like to ask the master for clarification."

Wei Zhi understood. "Wen Fu from Fusifang, did he tell you?"

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