As for this so-called Secret Vault, Qin Yi had not expected it to be inside the sacrificial hall where the Nether Emperor Sect worshipped the statue of E'Zhuo.
It was an immensely spacious hall, so tall its ceiling could not be seen. Everything within was arranged with a sense of ritual and solemnity. There stood a lifelike statue of E'Zhuo, while high upon the wall was a depression several zhang across. Who knew whether it had once held a mural carving or something else, only to be dug away now?
The overall atmosphere immediately reminded Qin Yi of the featherfolk's sacred hall. Even the furnishings were similar.
Well, the featherfolk worshipped the Phoenix Emperor. They had really been the same silly bird.
Qin Yi tilted his head up at the enormous statue, lost in thought.
Speaking of which, Qing Ying's past life had truly possessed an imposing aura... A hundred birds had paid homage beneath her banner, ten thousand races had followed in her wake, and her prestige had shaken the world. Even now, the featherfolk still worshipped her devoutly... Well, Yu Shang excluded.
Everything she had done had been creation, Genesis itself. Bearing the Great Dao upon her shoulders, she had marched forward without wavering, toiling in the netherworld for thousands of years. She had stripped away laws and sacrificed herself for the Dao, descending in realm without regret. She truly lived up to the title of "Opening Heaven."
He wondered whose aura had been grander compared to Bangbang's act of Tearing the Sky... Though she could not beat Bangbang with a hammer, which might have been her only blemish...
Long ago, he had mistakenly believed she was a subordinate of the Heavenly Emperor. Now, of course, he knew that was not the case. They had merely become allies