Chapter 975: Chapter 975: The Waning Divinity vs. the Despicable Believer (Part 1)
Noble and blissful for a lifetime.
This is the most fitting portrayal of Empress Su Zhaohua’s life.
Emperor Yun Qi is the only emperor in the five hundred-year history of the Da Lie Dynasty who never took a concubine.
According to historical records, Emperor Zhao reigned for twenty years and then abdicated in favor of his only legitimate son, Emperor Xian Yuan Zhao. After that, he and Empress Wen retired to the Southern Mountain Palace, living long and happily.
This couple has become a favorite subject for novels and TV dramas in later generations.
When Gu Shengyin died, she was surrounded by the descendants of the Imperial Family, and Yuan Zhao, who had ascended as Emperor, cried before her like a child.
"Don’t cry, Zhaozhao, I’m going to join your father," she said. The Retired Emperor had passed away a month prior; how could she leave him waiting for too long?
Amidst the sound of weeping, she peacefully closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, she was on a large bed within a space.
Since mastering "Creation," Gu Shengyin had arranged this space to be extremely comfortable, never allowing herself to be wronged.
As usual, there was that little Jade Bird. This time, Gu Shengyin saw it stand up, flapping its small wings, but it could never bear the weight of its body.
"Still lacking so much..." Actually, by this time, Gu Shengyin already had a rough understanding of her abilities.
The stronger the Soul Power, the more sensitive the perception of certain things becomes.
She had long known she did not yet possess the power to create complete living beings, but she couldn’t help wanting to give it a try.
An expected failure.
With a calm expression, Gu Shengyin said, "System, let’s move to the next world."
The system silently activated the soul transmission.
It was oppressive, cramped, suffocating.
Gu Shengyin didn’t even open her eyes; she could clearly "see" where she was.
This was once a splendid shrine.
Why say once? Because those radiant reliefs had already dulled, and the floor paved with white jade was even cracking in some places.
Everything had lost its color.
And she was the one sitting on that sole, towering Divine Throne.
No, it should be said, as God.
Sensing the power within her, weak yet persistently circulating, it was indeed genuine Divine Power.
How could a god have fallen to such a miserable state?
"System, receive the plot."
A flood of memories surged into her mind, and Gu Shengyin finally understood why this god had become like this.
This was a Western fantasy world.
Thousands upon thousands of years ago, it was a time of flourishing divinities.
At that time, people wholeheartedly believed in their gods, and the gods used their vast powers to protect their believers.
The purer and more steadfast the believers’ faith, the stronger the gods’ powers would become.
The body Gu Shengyin traversed was that of the Goddess of Nature, Karrus.
The Goddess of Nature was one of the Five Great Main Gods of the Pantheon and was immensely powerful among the divinities. Her believers were scattered across the entire continent, and her shrines stood in every corner of this land.
But everything was changing.
Humans were developing, and they began to be dissatisfied with the status quo.
So, more and more forests were felled to build houses, more and more rivers were filled to make fertile fields. The domain of the Goddess of Nature was being continuously reduced, and her power gradually weakened.
The most terrifying thing was the collapse of faith.
Humans no longer believed in divinities; they felt they could manage well on their own.
And since divinities were weakening, they rarely appeared before humans. Some had even begun to question the existence of gods.
To the divinities, this was nothing short of a catastrophic disaster.