During the recollection of the past, [Taboo] had offered just one word of advice-kill.
As long as they kept killing in earnest, all the cataclysms would vanish without a trace.
But Wang Quan felt this was unreliable.
According to what he knew:
The dynastic cataclysm was Heaven's Collapse, when evil from the Second-Layer World, and even higher-layer worlds, fell into the Real World and slaughtered all its living beings.
The era cataclysm was even more terrifying: heaven unleashed murderous intent, and earth unleashed murderous intent.
Terrifying beings from ancient eras would all revive, then walk the mortal world, bringing endless calamities.
Stop these cataclysms by "killing"?
Never mind killing beings from ancient eras-even the endless evil of the Second-Layer World alone could never be killed off.
At that moment, the ghost-god girl asked Wang Quan, "In the world of memories, a being from the Mythic Era possessed me."
"My little companions all fell unconscious."
"You should have been the only one who didn't."
"What did the one possessing me say to you?"
Wang Quan hid nothing and briefly repeated what [Taboo] had said.
Upon hearing this, the ghost-god girl touched the hole in her chest and came to a realization:
"As expected, the powerful really do think differently."
"The word 'kill' may be simple, but it holds endless profundities."
"If we'd had that realization back then and just kept our heads down and killed, even if we couldn't kill off the cataclysm, we could have killed off part of it."
"If generation after generation kept killing, perhaps we'd have wiped out the so-called era cataclysm long ago."
Only then did the other ghost-god statues nearby return to normal.
These ghost-god statues shrank to the size of ordinary people and landed beside Wang Quan. They looked exactly as they had in