Lin Feng witnessed the destruction of the Shamans' Divine Kingdom.
A glimpse was enough to reveal the whole picture. That much was clear.
This Meteorite should have been part of an enormous building. On closer inspection, it appeared to be part of a gate pillar.
More precisely, it came from the Big Dipper, that mysterious place where powerful deities dwelled. "Echoes" still lingered on it—scenes that transcended speech and writing.
If he had to describe them, they might have been "movies inside his head."
Those utterly terrifying scenes convinced Lin Feng that this was the Shamans' Divine Kingdom of the Han Dynasty.
The "intent" lingering on it still allowed him to feel the former "glory" of the Han Dynasty's Divine Kingdom.
Sadly, everything had vanished now. With no more offerings or faith to sustain it, the Divine Kingdom had collapsed.
Judging from this single Meteorite, the collapse of the Shamans' Divine Kingdom manifested as a breakdown of order and a withdrawal of power.
He could tell that much from this Liang.
So intent was one of the crucial things sustaining the Divine Kingdom. The Jin Family had studied it for so long, yet because they weren't cultivators, they never discovered what intent did.
Does that mean the most important elements of sacrificial rites included the thoughts of all living beings?
Lin Feng looked ahead at the grotesque, revolting appearances of those "Han Dynasty officials."
Even their clothes were rotting. Malice had made their decay look exactly like what Lin Feng had seen on the Land God of Big Poplar Village.
Every sickness and affliction imaginable was reflected in their bodies.
It was another form of the "five signs of decay." Humanity's fear of illness gave rise to an instinct for self-preservation, making people recoil involuntarily whenever something that looked dangerous