Lin Feng knew perfectly well.
What he was seeing now was the memory he had "sealed away."
When he applied the ointment, he had used Gamalang's Mediumship Potion and communed with the scene before him.
A flood of information had poured into his body.
But he had been unable to withstand those memories gained through mediumship.
To protect himself, he had temporarily "sealed away" some of them.
He simply could not recall those memories; they had not vanished. Now, thanks to his "Qi-Observing Eye," he could see them.
What surprised Lin Feng was that he did not see the Sacred Mountain.
The first thing he saw was an "inheritance ceremony."
It was a scene of the entire Kapala Sect selecting its practitioners.
The practitioners wore robes, while others stood on high ground with bows and arrows, guarding against something.
Those "earthenware jars" were fitted over the children's heads. Before long, children began collapsing in agony.
Their heads were forcibly devoured, and in the end, they became headless, desiccated corpses.
The Clay Jars gave off a strange humming sound.
"Mou!"
Some practitioners beat the small drums beside them with all their strength, sweat streaming from their heads. Others hoisted vats and poured the blood and entrails inside over those below!
The desiccated corpses curled up together. Only after enduring that "storm of blood" did they finally settle down.
Members of the Kapala Sect brought clean water to the children who were choking. Seeing what was happening beside them, those children trembled.
The Dharma Eye Protectors' gazes remained unchanged. The other practitioners were equally accustomed to it.
Though they did not know the saying "natural selection and survival of the fittest," they knew that on the Plateau, White Calamities, windstorms, droughts, and beast attacks all killed people in droves. When many tribes