Haylan had wanted to cut off the other arm of the redârobed messenger, cripple his cultivation level, and abandon him to a fate worse than death.
However, after hearing this, he immediately put away his sword and said calmly, âAlright, speakâ
He was very curious about the place that the redârobed messenger was talking about.
After all, that place was too mysterious. It was so enigmatic that he couldnât find any information on it. Even his master never mentioned it to him.
Because of these reasons, Haylan longed terribly to know where that place was.
When the redârobed messenger saw that Haylan had put away his sword, he heaved a sigh of relief. He did not speak immediately. Instead, he lay on the ground and panted, trying to recover his breath.
âYou only have two minutes. If Iâm not satisfied with your explanation about that place, I will still chop off your last arm,â Haylan said coldly.
The redârobed messengerâs expression changed. He quickly took a few deep breaths and organized his thoughts. He said in a low voice, âHaylan, have you heard of a place called Godâs Land?â
âGodâs Land?â Haylan was intrigued.
This was the first time he had heard this name in his long life.
The redârobed messenger nodded and said in a deep voice, âAs the name implies, Godâs Land is where divine spirits are born!â
âThe children of all the big families born in that place have the ability to become gods.
Upon hearing this, Haylanâs expression changed slightly. âHow long has this soâcalled Godâs Land existed?â
The redârobed messenger extended two fingers and said in a deep voice, âTwo thousand years!â
Haylanâs eyes turned cold. âI think youâre tired of living!â
Two thousand years!
No faction, religion, or dynasty could have existed for so long.
Even the glorious First Emperor of Longhard Kingdom, who ruled over an extensive empire, quickly disappeared in the long river of history. Not to mention other great conquerors like Napolean, Richard the Lionheart, and Genghis Khan, who were all brilliant in their own rightâ¦
Despite their acclaim, the empires they founded never lasted long. Even the most powerful ones only existed for a few hundred years.
No matter how strong Godâs Land was, there was no way it could have existed for two thousand years.
This was absolutely impossible!
Besides, Haylan found it hard to believe the redârobed messengerâs claim that all the children of the families in Godâs Land could become gods. If that were the case, wouldnât the earth be crawling with God Realm cultivators by now?
However, after roaming the earth for so long and visiting all the factions in the world, he had never encountered a God Realm cultivator.
In his eyes, only his master was a true God Realm cultivator. The others were not.
Therefore, Haylan did not believe what the redârobed messenger said at all. He couldnât help but feel that the man was lying to him.
The redârobed messenger locked eyes with flaylan and chuckled. âYou donât believe me, do you?â
He sneered and continued, âHaylan Jaber, youâre indeed powerful and knowledgeable, but this world is much bigger than you think.
âWhat you see with your naked eye might not be true!
âIn the eyes of some people, your peak is but their starting point.
âPeople like you are a dime a dozen in Godâs Land.
âThere are countless people stronger than you over there.
âYou can indeed command the wind and rain in the mortal world, but in Godâs Landâ¦.
Youâre just an ant 1 The redârobed ectuer laughind as if he had dought of the funniest joke in the world Ith boice was filled with endless morkery Sandraneusly. Baylon condet sense omparable loneliness and defeat in his words As the Leaphed, the redârobed messenger suddenly began to cry. Tears streamed down his face as though he was heartbroken Haylan stared coldly at the redârobed mesenger He remained silent, but he was suddenly very alert.
If the red robed messenger was right, he also could become a god because he was from Godâs Land Before he arrived in the canlly realm, he must have known how to keep himself alive Even if he did not, the redârobed mesenger had the means to kill his opponent. Haylan could not help but stay vigilant. Therefore, no matter what the messenger said, Haylan remained objective and refused to believe him pointâblank.
Haylan Jaber, do you know how sad it is for a mediocre person to exist in a place like Godâs Land?â
The redârobed messenger covered his face with one hand, looking sorrowful. His tears flowed uncontrollably as he solded. In your mortal world. I am a high and mighty godâclass cultivator. I am a fearsome messenger who controls life and death!
Even in Radiant Society, other than those two freaks, no one else dared to do anything to me.
After I left Radiant Society, the leaders of every country I visited practically prostrated at my feet, afraid that I would turn on them in my rage âNo matter where I went, I was a glorious presence. No one dared to look down on me.
In Godâs Land, however, I could never enjoy such treatment!
Over there, geniuses are everywhere, especially those freaks of nature!
âThe endpoint I yearn for is just the starting point for those geniuses in Godâs Land.
âI tried my best to chase after them, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never catch up to them. I never even came close âMany of my sameâaged peers were already ten times stronger than me when we were the same age.
âEspecially those freaks! They quickly became a hundred times more powerful than me.
âIn the end, all my peers abandoned me and walked towards a higher peak.
âAnd I stayed where I was, watching them go.
âThe most hateful thing was that my status became more different from theirs by the day. They are high and mighty, like true gods looking down at the ants of the mortal world. They are otherworldly.
âMeanwhile. Iâm so weak that I can only serve as their butler, washing their clothes, cooking their meals, and tending to their every need..
âHell, I gave it my all in Godâs Land At the end of the day, what did I achieve? The status of a servant!
âWhenever I disturbed their cultivation, they would beat me up and find ways to humiliate me.
Haylan, do you know how desperate, sad, and humiliated I was at that time?
âI canât accept this! I wonât admit defeat!
I donât want to become the slaves of those geniuses forever. I donât want to wash clothes and cook for them forever. I donât want to die without leaving my mark on this world âTherefore, in a fit of anger. I stole the spiritual beetle from Godâs Land and used some forbidden methods to escape the pursuit of the experts there. Afterwards, I left Godâs Land through a long secret passage and arrived in the mortal worldâ
He wiped his tears and gritted his teeth. He said agitatedly, I found my confidence in the mortal world. Here, I am not a mediocre Joser but a genaus!
âHowever, becoming a genius is not enough. I have to nurture spiritual beetle, raise them, and absorb their power to let my brain evolve and transform, making me even more powerful.
I want to return to Godâs Land after my cultivation is successful. I want to trample all those who bullied me under my