257: The rebels in the divine world = having nothing better to do. Taking revenge for personal gain!

It was only after Laji's explanation that Chen Beixuan understood the relationship between the two.

Not only were they old friends, but their fathers were also distant relatives, though they didn't contact each other much, and their relationship wasn't as good as one might imagine.

After all, the class divide between a God Lord and an ordinary God Race Warrior was simply too vast.

"In the ten years you've been gone, a lot has happened in the God Realm. First, there's been a massive conscription of soldiers, seemingly in preparation for something. At the same time, a rebellious force called the 'True Sight Sect' has emerged within the God Realm, causing constant turmoil..."

Sabei gulped down a mouthful of wine, burped, and continued, "It's said that this True Sight Sect seems to have uncovered a secret of the God Realm and is being hunted by the Divine Hall. To survive, they've had no choice but to become a rebellious force. Eh, just thinking about it is exciting."

Laji couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Being hunted is exciting? I really don't understand your thoughts..."

Chen Beixuan, however, didn't feel surprised. He concluded that they were just bored and seeking thrills.

Perhaps a few male God Race Warriors got together for a drink and ended up forming a rebellious force just for fun...

Sabei laughed heartily, "No choice, who made life in the God Realm so boring and monotonous? Besides eating and drinking, it's just sleeping. Speaking of sleeping, let me tell you, the third daughter of the house next door..."

"Sabei, you're getting off-topic. We didn't come here to listen to you talk about this."

Black lines appeared on Laji's forehead as he quickly stopped him and changed the subject.

"We want to go to the Elf Realm. Is the passage between the God Realm and the Elf Realm still open?"

"Elf Realm?"

His words interrupted, Sabei seemed a bit unsatisfied, smacking his lips as he said, "It is. The God Race and the Elf Race have close trade relations, so the passage is still at the Seven-Colored Divine Bridge. However, it might be a bit difficult for you to go."

Without waiting for them to ask, Sabei continued, "Since the rebels appeared, all important locations have strengthened their defenses. Some crucial places are no longer open to ordinary God Race Warriors, and the Seven-Colored Divine Bridge is one of them."

"There are only two ways to go to the Elf Realm."

Sabei didn't keep them in suspense, raising a finger.

"The first way is to directly gather a force and fight your way through, forcing your way across the Seven-Colored Divine Bridge. The process is exciting, but it's true that you're likely to die."

"As for the second way..."

He drew out his words, glancing at Laji, and slowly began, "Find your father. Have your father issue an order to send you two over. It's a perfect solution, but the process is too dull and uninteresting. I still recommend choosing the first way."

Chen Beixuan was amused.

With such a personality that thrives on chaos, it would be abnormal if a rebellious force didn't emerge.

He picked up his wine glass and took a small sip.

Hmm, much better than that gruel the King had.

Laji's eyes dimmed, and negative emotions surged, flooding into his body.

He sighed, "Forget about finding my father, he won't help..."

Sabei's eyes lit up, and he became energized!

"So, you two are planning to fight your way through and have a thrilling, exciting journey to another realm?"

"If it's true, brother, you absolutely must take me with you!"

"I don't want to stay in this broken tavern for another day!"

Laji was undecided and turned to look at Chen Beixuan, asking, "...What do you think, old man?"

"I'm in a hurry, so let's take the first path," Chen Beixuan said indifferently.

This action made Sabei look sideways. He hadn't expected the old man to be the decision-maker, and he couldn't help but pay more attention.

"That's great! No time to lose, let's go now!" He stood up and decided, excitedly shaking his braided beard as he went to close the door.

Most God Race Warriors, due to their abundant lives, didn't have the habit of packing things.

Closing the door and hanging a 'closed' sign was enough.

The three walked towards the outskirts of the city, preparing to first go to a secluded place before riding the Myriad Realms Kun, to avoid causing chaos and misunderstanding.

But just as they were about to leave the city, an unexpected event occurred!

"You three in front, stop--"

As they passed the city gate, a rough shout suddenly came from behind them.

Immediately after, a large number of footsteps approached, surrounding the three.

The soldiers made way, and a charismatic man in dazzling golden armor walked in front of the three, his eyes scanning Laji up and down, but his voice was very rough and unpleasant.

It gave people a strange sense of contrast.

"Oh, luckily I have good eyesight, I almost didn't recognize him just now. Isn't this our God Lord's son, Laji!"

A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of look is that? After so many years, you're pretending not to know me? You can't be that petty, can you..."

"Barton."

Laji recognized the other party, his face darkened, and his fists inside his sleeves clenched tightly.

This person was also a childhood playmate, and he had grown up with him in the church. However, after growing up, his ambitions differed from Laji's, and he chose to stay in the God Realm to enjoy life.

He had once fought fiercely with the other party because he couldn't stand his bad behavior and conduct. It was a draw, and they eventually went their separate ways.

Now, he was no different from an enemy.

He hadn't expected to meet him here, and he seemed to have become a guard captain.

"I don't want to provoke you, and you shouldn't provoke me. Please let us pass," Laji said stiffly.

He wasn't afraid of the other party; he was just afraid of hurting innocent people if they started fighting.

Moreover, there was an explosively powerful old man beside him. Angering him could lead to the destruction of the city...

Barton didn't speak, nor did he make way.

His narrow eyes constantly scanned them until they landed on Chen Beixuan, who was wearing a long robe. He frowned slightly, then the curve of his mouth slowly turned upwards.

Seeing this, Laji inwardly thought, 'Not good.'

Barton's strength was enough to see through disguises. If it were anyone else, he might have just turned a blind eye and let them go.

But Barton would definitely make an issue of this.

As expected.

The next second, Barton refused.

"Excuse me, the God Lord has decreed that any race other than the God Race, without special introduction, must remain in the Three Ring Holy City and be branded as a commoner."

He stood in front of Laji, almost touching him, smiling mockingly, his tone arrogant.

"Even the God Lord's son must obey. What is your intention bringing a commoner out of the city?"

Then Barton's tone suddenly shifted, his face turning sinister.

"I think you are the True Sight Sect rebels! Men, seize them!"

"Those who dare to resist, kill without mercy!"

"Yes!"

The surrounding God Race Warriors all drew their swords and spread their wings, and the atmosphere instantly became tense!

But just then, an ill-timed laugh came from the side!

Everyone immediately locked onto the target.

It was that thin figure in the long robe, whose face couldn't be seen clearly!

He laughed heartily, bending over backward, and as everyone was puzzled, he slowly began, "First, I must admit, Laji, you, the God Lord's son, are indeed not doing so well. You have the background but don't know how to use it."

"Secondly, Mr. Barton, you say that a human like me is a commoner, but if I kill you, what would you be then?"

"Arrogant beings who deem themselves superior, truly disgusting..."

"What did you say!?"

Barton had grown up in the church, so he naturally understood human language. His face instantly flushed, and veins bulged on his neck.

"Die!"

A golden light flashed, and Barton suddenly drew his sword and lunged forward, thrusting directly!

He moved too fast. Sabei, standing nearby, nervously held his breath, not daring to make a sound.

But facing the sharp holy sword,

Chen Beixuan calmly raised his palm and grabbed it!

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed...

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