It wasn’t vaporization caused by high temperature, but rather decomposition into pure water elements, which then flew towards the ice palace.

"The Water God's palace!" Lin Moyu quickly deduced the origin of this palace.

Inside the palace, the aura of divinity became increasingly intense.

However, upon careful sensing, Lin Moyu discovered that this divine aura lacked vitality; it didn't seem to be controlled by anyone.

"The Water God should not have awakened yet."

Lin Moyu quickly made his judgment.

He had already dealt with several gods and could fully distinguish between the various states of a god.

Just from the aura exuded by a god, one could judge whether it was dead, awake, or in a deep slumber.

Gods are essentially in one of these three states.

Lin Moyu walked to the palace entrance and took out the Water God's key.

The Water God's key did not look like a key at all; it was a fist-sized block of ice, with a few drops of flowing liquid in its center.

Once taken out, the key immediately flew towards the palace of its own accord and merged into the palace gate.

Then, the palace gates opened automatically, and a wave of cold surged out from the palace, rushing towards his face.

The Bone Armor activated naturally, blocking the cold.

The palace had not been opened for who knows how many years, and the water elements accumulated within were astonishingly abundant.

This chill was the manifestation of water elements.

There are millions of types of water: heavy and light, icy and hot.

Judging from the information obtained so far, the Water God was more adept at controlling low-temperature water elements.

With the palace gates open, Lin Moyu walked inside.

Lin Moyu was neither afraid nor worried about the Water God.

He did not sense the aura of laws; at most, the Water God was just a level 95 intermediate god.

Against such a god, Lin Moyu had a real chance of slaying it if he fought with all his might.

The Water God's palace was composed entirely of ice, with fountains everywhere, constantly spewing out water elements and divine aura.

Hundreds of huge ice sculptures stood within the palace, all exquisitely crafted.

Back when he was at the Water God Courtyard, Lin Moyu had also seen various exquisite carvings, which remained fresh in his memory to this day.

The Water God's understanding of beauty had reached a considerable level.

With water elements permeating the air and divine aura enveloping the space, Lin Moyu admired the statues one by one.

The statues were of various kinds: warriors holding swords, giants wielding axes, and gods grasping flames; each one was incredibly exquisite and lifelike.

Each statue represented a god.

"There are quite a lot of gods indeed!"

Lin Moyu looked at the statues and sighed softly.

He knew that there used to be many gods in the world, but he hadn't expected there to be so many.

These statues alone represented hundreds of gods.

His soul power swept across them; there were exactly 681 statues, representing 681 gods.

Perhaps there were still gods who hadn't been sculpted.

Gods were equivalent to the god-level Professionals of the human race, the Demon Kings of the Abyss, and the Dragon Kings of the Dragon race.

How many god-level Professionals were there in the human race? At most, only a few dozen.

Even at their peak, there were no more than a hundred.

Demon Kings and Dragon Kings were more numerous; it was said there were three hundred Demon Kings, and at most a little over a hundred Dragon Kings.

Adding the three races together, they still didn't have as many as the gods.

Yet for some reason, all the gods had fallen.

The gods that were still alive today had hidden themselves away and rarely appeared in the world.

The only truly living god Lin Moyu had ever seen had been killed by him.

"If the gods were still alive today, then the three races wouldn't have anything to do with it."

Passing through the statues, he arrived at the second courtyard of the palace.

There were also many statues here, but they were no longer gods, but huge monsters.

A huge monster statue was placed in the very center, and when Lin Moyu looked at it, he was shocked.

"The King of Desolate Beasts' claw!"

"No, that's not the King of Desolate Beasts!"

Lin Moyu immediately retracted his words.

He had seen the King of Desolate Beasts with his own eyes; it was 70-80% similar to the statue before him, but not exactly the same.

He searched among the statues and saw another one not far away.

That was the true King of Desolate Beasts, which was significantly smaller in both aura and scale compared to the one in the center.

Lin Moyu was instantly certain that the statue in the center was an existence even more powerful than the King of Desolate Beasts.

The statues in the second courtyard of the palace were not as numerous as those in the first courtyard.

There were only fifty-some, all of them various kinds of monsters.

The monster in the very center was 70% similar to the King of Desolate Beasts, but stronger than the King of Desolate Beasts.

Lin Moyu found the statue of the King of Desolate Beasts near it, as well as statues of other Desolate Beasts.

From the statues, Lin Moyu could distinguish the differences between the Desolate Beasts.

Apart from their different body sizes, the most important difference was their hair.

There were a few thick, long hairs on the heads of the Desolate Beasts; these hairs looked very sturdy and were different from the hair on other parts of their bodies.

The King of Desolate Beasts had six hairs on its head.

Ordinary small Desolate Beasts had three to five hairs.

And the Desolate Beast statue in the center had a full nine hairs.

"The number of hairs should represent the strength of the Desolate Beast."

"Desolate Beasts with three to five hairs should belong to the ordinary Desolate Beasts."

"Six hairs means it is the King of Desolate Beasts."

"Then this one…"

Lin Moyu stood in front of the central statue and muttered to himself, "This should be the Emperor of the Desolate Beasts."

From this, one could analyze that the Desolate Beasts were a powerful group, with strict hierarchies and incredibly formidable combat power.

"Judging by these statues, the great war back then must have been waged between the gods and the Desolate Beasts."

"It is highly likely that the gods fell because of this."

"In the Thunder God's Dungeon, there were similar scenes."

"But what are these?"

The mystery of the divine war was partially unveiled because of these statues.

But besides the Desolate Beast statues in the courtyard, there were some other statues.

They looked like insects. All kinds of giant insects.

The smallest of them was over two meters tall, while the largest exceeded ten meters.

The statues were so vivid; the insects looked incredibly ferocious, seemingly even more terrifying than the Desolate Beasts.

Based on his previous speculations about the Desolate Beasts, Lin Moyu felt that these insects might also be one of the reasons for the fall of the gods.

But with only statues, he couldn't analyze any more information.

Lin Moyu continued walking forward and entered the third courtyard.

There were also many statues here, all of human statues.

Human Professionals, wearing all kinds of equipment, holding weapons, each one imposing and awe-inspiring.

These were all god-level powerhouses!

This thought arose in Lin Moyu's heart; if one had not reached the god-level, one would have no qualification to be turned into a statue.

300!

Lin Moyu counted them; there were exactly 300 statues, representing 300 god-level powerhouses.

Lin Moyu was a little surprised, "To think that there were so many god-level powerhouses among the human race back then."

The statues here were arranged in a triangle, with only two statues at the apex.

Rows were arranged neatly towards the back.

Lin Moyu saw clearly that the two statues at the very apex should be the two strongest people among the human race at that time.

The number of people behind increased, and their strength decreased accordingly.

"The Great God Kunlun once said that geniuses emerged in large numbers among the human race at that time; it didn't take many years from job transfer to becoming a god."

"It seems that is indeed the case."

"Compared to now, that was truly a glorious era."

Lin Moyu respectfully bowed to these human statues; they were all his predecessors.

Regardless of the reason, they had paid a bloody price for this world and for the human race.

"The faith of the human race will not be broken, and the inheritance will not be cut off."

"Farewell, predecessors."

After Lin Moyu finished speaking, he continued walking forward and entered the fourth courtyard.

In his mind, Lin Moyu had already connected the statues in the three courtyards together, forming a picture in his mind, and based on his speculations, he had reconstructed the scene of that year.

The gods and the humans joined forces to launch a siege against the Desolate Beasts and those insect monsters.

That battle must have been extremely tragic.

The final result should have been a victory for the humans and the gods.

Otherwise, this world would not have become what it is today.

But the price was also unimaginable.

There was only one statue in the fourth courtyard.

The statue was over twenty meters high and was in the likeness of a woman.

Inside the statue, a woman was likewise frozen.

"The Water God!"

Lin Moyu felt the divine aura on her body and judged that she should be the Water God herself.

However, just to be safe, he used the Detection Spell.

[Water God (Sleeping State)]

The Detection Spell could not return the specific attributes of the Water God, but it was enough for Lin Moyu to confirm that the one frozen was indeed the Water God.

The Water God was very beautiful, not in a stunning way, but with a kind of beauty that gathered all the most beautiful advantages of the human race.

On her, one could hardly find any flaws.

Even in the frozen state, she exuded a womanly gentleness that made one feel pity for her.