The Divine Kingdom suppressed the Kiln.
The more he thought about it, the stranger it felt.
In Lin Feng's Intent, these were clearly two different things.
The Kiln had no Intent of its own. Compared with Shamanic Ghosts and the terrifying Yin-Shang Divine Kingdom, Lin Feng felt that the Kiln was almost too friendly.
It had little capacity to harm anyone. It was quite well behaved.
It simply sat there minding its own business, and had even been abandoned.
Compared with the Yin-Shang Divine Kingdom...
The Mount-Viewing Kiln Factory was merely a "phenomenon," yet the Shang people had performed bloody sacrifices and presided over grand rites to the Heavenly Emperor, desperately trying to seal it.
It was like humans trying to stop a tsunami or a typhoon. At its core, the intention might have been good.
But using massive blood sacrifices to stop a natural phenomenon felt wrong to Lin Feng, no matter how he looked at it.
It wasn't Calamity Tai Sui.
As long as you didn't provoke it or drip blood onto Evil Soil, the Kiln wouldn't do anything to you.
And aside from its severe side effects, the Heaven-Bearing Temple inside the Kiln had shown no aggression either.
Granted, making a wish to it was pretty frightening.
But was that alone enough for the Yin-Shang dynasty to go out of its way to seal it?
What information was Lin Feng missing?
The ancients had acted for all sorts of reasons, and Lin Feng could infer little from this memory alone.
In that vaguely documented era, Evil Soil had connections to both the Northwest and the Central Plains.
Then there was the dream. The Shang people had stolen the Xia people's knowledge of bronze vessels, and casting molds required Evil Soil. What would bronze vessels cast in molds