Moneia Cynthia and Erliga simultaneously looked at Sectiya regarding the Deathly Hallows of the underground powerhouse, their understanding of which was rather superficial and one-sided.

They only knew that it was closely related to their mother, and that their mother's bloodline could awaken the Hallow, in exchange for the powerhouse to replenish its power.

As for the form in which the power would be returned, they had no idea.

But Sectiya must know, because she inherited the purest bloodline, most like their mother. Although their mother favored Cupid the most, the heir to Paphos Island was definitely Sectiya, being female!

With bright golden hair, Sectiya glanced at the unconscious "half-human, half-god" beings, nestled in her lover's arms, and said, "Sealed in the basement is the original goddess of beauty, the original god who conceived the goddess, the headache."

"What is an original god?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Is he a god?" Sectiya frowned and pondered, "He is a god, but more like an object. I can't accurately describe him. My dear Amon, you'll understand everything when you come to the basement with me."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, no longer pursuing the matter, and said, "If we offer a sacrifice to the original god, is Cupid enough!?"

Sectiya's eyes revealed a hint of sadness, "Cupid is my mother's first child and inherited the bloodline no less than I did."

The implication was that it was enough.

As Cupid's sister from the same mother and father, she was very sad. Although this brother was mischievous, petty, and jealous, they had been together for thousands of years after all!

However, she did not resent Amon, because Amon was the love of her life.

Cupid's death was largely self-inflicted and couldn't be blamed on Amon!

"We have even less time than the foot athletes in the Far East, let's go to the basement!" Zhang Yuanqing gave his doppelganger a look, telling him to take Cupid's body.

As for the unconscious "half-human, half-god" beings, they were left in place. Pushing open the two iron doors of the main building, they turned right and entered the storage room. Two torches were stuck in the stone-built walls, the flickering flames bringing a warm-toned light!

Zhang Yuanqing noticed that the wooden planks with seals had been opened, revealing a dark entrance!

Sectiya quickened her pace unconsciously, walking in front, pulling out the torch stuck in the wall, and taking the lead along the stone steps into the basement!

The warm-colored torchlight scattered the darkness of the basement, and the stone steps spiraled down into the darkness!

The stone steps were one meter wide, allowing only one person to walk at a time. They formed a line, Sectiya leading, Moneia at the rear, both goddesses holding a torch in their hands!

Zhang Yuanqing turned to look at the walls on both sides of the steps, built of black stone bricks with clear gaps. It didn't need to withstand sea breeze erosion here, so it was well-preserved.

Clatter, the sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness!

The basement was extremely deep, taking a full ten minutes to walk down the steps and step onto the ground.

This was a hall, about ten meters high, with water droplets all over the ground and ceiling, and the air was humid with a musty smell!

Moneia raised the sword in her hand high, the sword emitting a brass-colored light, the sword energy splitting the darkness and illuminating the hall with an area of about six hundred square meters!

After gaining vision, Erliga, Moneia, and Cynthia swept their eyes across the hall, all locking onto the position directly in front of them against the wall!

There stood a high stone platform, with six steps. The stone platform was a giant frog-shaped creature, its shell golden, and a viscous liquid flowing from the gaps in the frog's shell!

Zhang Yuanqing, who possessed night vision, had already examined the golden clam. At this time, he had moved away from the Father Time's Wall of Time, discovering several uncolored murals carved on the walls of the hall.

Sectiya looked at the giant frog and said, "Mother said he is the original god. I have been to the underground and touched him at close range. He spends most of his time sleeping, and needs my mother's blood to wake him up!"

"I feel like he has no self-awareness, more like an object, but if it wasn't for an existence surpassing the gods, how could he have conceived the goddess of beauty?"

"What are the paintings on the wall?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"They were carved by my mother before. She said that she was born remembering many things, but she also forgot them quickly. My mother believed that these were the memories of the original god. She was worried that she would forget them all, so she carved those memories on the stone walls," Sectiya said!

Zhang Yuanqing listened with a blank expression. The goddess of beauty was really born from a frog? Weren't ancient gods supposed to ascend to the peak through step-by-step cultivation?

If it was really the memory of the original god, then the value would be too great.

Zhang Yuanqing went to the wall to examine the mural. The content it brought together was: the world was chaotic, the sky was dim, and the earth was barren. A ray of light descended from above...shining on the head of a clam-shaped creature!

The clam-shaped creature opened its hard shell and spat out several shining figures!

They were a god wrapped in a hurricane, a true god wearing a crown of lightning, a god emitting light and exuding a heavy otherworldliness, a god with fin-shaped ears and scales covering his body, a dark, blurred figure surrounded by darkness, and a voluptuous female god!

The mural used a lot of lines to outline the scenery. Although it wasn't colored, the details were lifelike, comparable to the goddess of beauty's paintings!

Thunder mage, Knight, Wind Mage, Demon, Void, and Desire, Zhang Yuanqing gradually distinguished the professions symbolized by those figures!

Were the gods of the First District all born from clam shells?

Zhang Yuanqing was greatly shocked, and then he began to doubt the content of the mural!

He had seen a similar mural inside the Bronze Divine Tree in Takamagahara. The content of the mural was that the sky collapsed, and countless "fallen stars" descended on the world. The human ancestors who approached the meteorites accidentally obtained magical powers, and cultivators appeared from then on. Although neither mural could prove its authenticity, the mural in the Bronze Divine Tree was obviously more logical than the mural left by the goddess of beauty.

Zhang Yuanqing believed more that humans obtained divine power from extraterrestrial meteorites, rather than that the gods were all born from frog shells!

He moved his gaze, bringing the remaining content of the mural into view!

The subsequent content was a bit unsuitable for children. Countless creatures crazily copulated around the giant frog-shaped creature, including those gods who were born.

Thus, the world had mountains, rivers, grasslands, and forests, and more and more creatures, and all things multiplied and developed!

The creatures in the mural world all relied on copulation to give birth, right? Conceiving is conceiving, why draw it so erotically?

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes suddenly narrowed as he re-examined the front half of the mural!

Wait, why isn't there a God of Light?

The professions of the First District were all gathered, but only the God of Light was missing. If the God of Light was really a god of the First District, the goddess of beauty didn't need to treat him differently!

Moreover, the profession of God of Light does exist in reality, combined with the information from the Light Compass.

Zhang Yuanqing basically confirmed one thing, the God of Light is a god of the Third District.

But why would the god of the Third District appear in the First District in ancient times?

He looked at Sectiya and said, "According to the goddess of beauty's mural, apart from your mother, were the other gods also conceived by the original god? Why isn't there a God of Light!?"

He was testing whether Sectiya knew the origin of the God of Light!

Sectiya nodded, "That's what my mother said. The gods, including the God-King, no one admits it."

"As for why there is no God of Light, I don't know either. My mother didn't say."

She didn't know the origin of the God of Light either, so it was even more impossible for her to know the reason why the God of Light appeared in the First District.

No god admits that he was born from a clam shell, so is the goddess of beauty exaggerating her own birth? Is there a need for that?

If I hadn't seen this mural, I wouldn't have known that the so-called Hallows and the birth of gods were related. If the content of the mural is true, would the gods hand this secret over to the goddess of beauty?

Numerous doubts flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and then he turned his gaze to Cupid's body!

Hera Sini had said that the God of Light and the goddess of beauty were enemies because Cupid shot a rejection arrow at the God of Light's lover, eventually causing the death of the Laurel God.

And this statement, although it was not admitted by the goddess of beauty and Cupid, was the consensus of Paphos Island!

Cupid might know more information about the God of Light. With this in mind, Zhang Yuanqing looked at his doppelganger: "This brat's residual spirit hasn't dissipated yet, you know the Soul Devouring Technique, right?"

"I know your sister," the doppelganger rolled his eyes, reluctantly using Soul Devouring. Pitch-black, viscous energy floated in his eye sockets, covering his irises and pupils. He opened his mouth and took a gentle breath.

From the Cupid's corpse he was holding, a semi-transparent soul floated out.

At this moment, the little god of love's eyes were ferocious, his expression twisted, with none of his former round cuteness.

As soon as this residual spirit appeared, it was sucked into the doppelganger's mouth!

The doppelganger immediately stiffened, enduring a powerful mental impact. After two minutes, he opened his eyes, covered his head, and let out a low gasp: "Share it quickly, and then dispel me."

"Doppelganger heads are consumables, but you can't waste them like this."

Devouring the residual spirit of a high-level ruler of the same level is an extremely painful thing!

Zhang Yuanqing didn't waste any words and immediately shared the doppelganger's memory. Fragments of memory without spiritual pollution, like electric currents, flashed through his brain. From these memory fragments, he caught important information: a deep mountain pool, a beautiful woman with long hair, soaking in the cool water. Her beauty was indescribable, her skin was better than a newborn, her figure was graceful, the water level was just to her chest, the white, greasy cleavage was clear, and the white flowers under the water were faintly visible!

But because it was a memory fragment, it did not have charm influence, otherwise Zhang Yuanqing would already be burning with lust!

A naked boy was lying on the woman's shoulder, with a pair of snow-white wings on his back, like a cute little angel!

"Cupid!" The beautiful woman stroked the boy's head and sighed, "The God of Light is not affected by my charm. He only has Laurel in his heart and cannot accommodate other women."

Cupid frowned slightly and hummed, "Mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. Men all over the world look up to you. Only that arrogant God of Light has ever reprimanded me."

"Why should mother be troubled by a God of Light? You already have a father, don't you!"

The beautiful and elegant woman slowly shook her head, "It's different. Your father is the bravest god, a strong man who protects the order of the world. If I want to contain the original god and become a true god, I must obtain a title. Your father's position is not enough!"

Cupid was unconvinced: "If father's position is not enough, you can find the God-King. The God-King is the most powerful god!"

The woman smiled lightly: "Erliga is the God-King's child, but the God-King is not enough either!"

"Is it difficult for the God of Light to give you a title? He's not as good as the God-King!"

"Position is not just power. The title I want is the title of a god with a high position! I don't know if the God of Light can give it to me, but I want to try." The woman's tone became serious: "He is a servant of the sun!"