Mo Lin felt that all his secrets and memories were exposed under that gaze.
"You, investigate personally," the Divine Lord ordered. "The God-Slaying Talisman's appearance in the world cannot go unnoticed. I'll give you three days. If there are no results after three days, I will bring your head back to the Divine Court to report."
Bang!
Mo Lin knocked his head heavily on the ground and said respectfully.
"I will obey the oracle."
The God did not leave immediately, and the atmosphere in the hall became even more solemn. Mo Lin could feel the God's gaze still lingering on him.
"Mo Lin," the Divine Lord suddenly called him by name, "Do you still remember the contents of Chapter 12 of Volume 7 of Divine Law?"
Mo Lin's blood almost froze. Of course he remembered—
"There is a difference between gods and mortals. Those who learn divine arts privately will be destroyed by the world."
In the eyes of the gods, these immortal emperors are no different from ordinary mortals.
If you don’t become a god, you will ultimately be just a mortal ant in the eyes of the gods.
Ants are not allowed to learn divine arts, and if discovered, they will be severely punished.
That's why he attached himself to the Divine Court just to be able to enter the Divine Realm.
Now that the divine art of the God-Destroying Talisman has appeared in the Four Imperial Immortal Realms, he, as the master of the Temple of Servant Gods, failed to discover it in time.
He only found out about this matter after the Divine Court sent the God King to come in person. If the Ziwei God Emperor knew about this, it would be a question whether he could survive, let alone enter the Divine Court.
The God chuckled softly, but there was no warmth in his laughter.
"Just remember it."
A golden light flashed, and the figure of the God disappeared, leaving only a purple-gold token floating in the air, slowly falling in front of Mo Lin.
He took the token with trembling hands. It was a divine order, but also a death warrant.
The God of Destiny gave him the authority and also gave him the last chance.
When he was the only one left in the hall, Mo Lin finally couldn't hold on anymore and his body collapsed to the ground.
After a while.
Mo Lin forced himself to stand up, straightened his clothes, restored the dignified appearance of the Lord of the Temple of Servants, and strode out of the temple.
"Someone come!" Mo Lin's voice echoed over the Temple of the Gods, "Immediately send someone to find out what major events have occurred in the Four Imperial Immortal Realms during this period."
The attendants had never seen the palace master lose his composure like this, and they all took orders and left.
Mo Lin stood on the steps in front of the temple, looking at the clear sky of the fairyland. For the first time, he felt that the sky was so depressing, as if it would collapse at any time.
His fingertips unconsciously stroked the token left by the God, and the words spoken by the God kept replaying in his mind.
"God-killing Talisman, God-killing Talisman..."
At this moment, a terrible idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
"Could it be her?"
With this thought in mind, Mo Lin immediately disappeared from the Temple of Servant of Gods and headed towards the Sword Sect.
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