CHAPTER 703: CHAPTER 410: GOD’S SON, BEI SHENXING

Bai Yilin was stunned.

What was going on? Could only he see that person, while no one else was aware?

Was it an adventurer with special abilities?

Or perhaps... a native of this world? Or some other being?

Bai Yilin wasn’t sure.

But this place had become the prelude to a future fiercely contested by countless people; anything could happen.

At that moment,

the two sons of the Divine Race had already stopped, and everyone eagerly watched them.

However, their expressions remained unmoved.

"There really are a lot of people..."

The calm son of the Divine Race with the long spear spoke up, "How do you want to choose?"

"Me?"

One of them smiled faintly, looking at the crowd and softly said,

"I only want some interesting people, be it their abilities or something else, after all, you are already quite boring, it’s rare to find some fun."

The son of the Divine Race with the long spear remained calm, showing no emotional fluctuation at his words.

He simply stated, "Strength, I only value strength."

The adjacent son of the Divine Race shook his head, his eyes blazing like torches, "That’s why I say you are boring, only knowing about fighting..."

"I haven’t met anyone as interesting as a fellow I encountered on the road."

Yang Jian was unmoved; he extended his hand, placing two fingers under his chin.

Gently, he uttered a word, "Spell."

And the next moment,

a huge vertical pupil appeared before him, showcasing his ability.

He calmly declared, "I only need those who are strong enough."

And as people gazed at this eye, just staring for ten seconds caused hallucinations to appear before their eyes.

Everyone fell into a daze, their auras fluctuating.

They had fallen into... Yang Jian’s trial.

"Heavenly Court’s spell, huh." The son of the Divine Race nearby chuckled lightly, "It’s indeed an enviable ability. A clap of the hands brings forth all kinds of magnificent spells, and moreover, anyone can comprehend them, it’s just a pity that non-followers of the Immortal Way Sequence cannot learn it."

In the distance, Bai Yilin, seeing this scene, felt a bit dazed. He looked at the vertical pupil and the son of the Divine Race, Yang Jian... and his gestures.

Why did they look somewhat similar to his own?

He also used ’spells’, and the Sequence Ability he obtained from the Ancient Relic was related to magic.

This was different from everyone else.

It was also why Bai Yilin was able to... fight his way to a high position and become that shining new star.

But likewise, this was why he had fallen and became a downtrodden genius.

Because

this path of the sequence had broken, leaving no possibility for further growth.

While Bai Yilin had searched for much information about this sequence, it was exceedingly hard to find, let alone other sequencers.

Now, seeing someone with the same magical technique, even though his opponent was a son of the Divine Race, Bai Yilin saw hope!

Without any hesitation, he stared at the vertical pupil, falling directly into the illusion it created.

And around him appeared a figure, identical to Yang Jian, but it was just an illusion.

It seemed that if he could defeat this opponent, he could qualify?

Bai Yilin’s expression gradually became more serious.

"Is this how it starts?"

The son of the Divine Race nearby gave a slight smile, looking at the crowd:

"...Entering the Demon Land with us won’t be that simple."

"In about a quarter of an hour, I hope some interesting people will emerge from among you."

The voice of the son of the Divine Race already lightly echoed in everyone’s ears.

"Additionally, remember my name."

This son of the Divine Race, with a gentle smile and an overwhelming aura, lightly stated,

"Bei Shenxing."

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Chenxing and An Nan’s Divinity was guiding them slowly through the twisted Lost Land.

It also served like a lighthouse, pointing out the direction for the people behind them.

This area was somewhat different from the Linyuan Land that Su Qi had previously experienced. Simply put, the pollution of lost strength here was even more terrifying, with the power of the Abyss filling the air like gas, needing only a spark.

The next moment it would explode.

And there was also the merging of the Ancient Battlefield projection overhead.

Su Qi raised his head.

The projection of the Ancient Battlefield in the Sky Dome was now connected to the Demon Land like a funnel, and the twisted fragments from the projection were falling downward.

It was as if the Demon Land was devouring everything above.

"Brother Su, will Bai Yilin and the others come here?" Jiang Zhi was somewhat worried.

Su Qi: "What, are you still worried?"

Jiang Zhi sighed, "This place is very dangerous. We only made it here safely because of the Divine Son’s lead."

He had already seen a lot along the way.

The twists of the Lost Land, a single wrong step led to all kinds of strange and great terrors, threatening to devour them.

If not for the Divine guidance of the Divine Son, they would have likely already been trapped in the twists, completely lost.

"And if they want to advance to higher places, they certainly won’t want to give this place up, but without other means, entering here, they might face various perils."

Jiang Zhi was conflicted, already recognizing the present dangers, not something that could be overcome by mere spirit, passion or any such meaningless words like unity.

"Don’t overthink it, I’ve already arranged for other members of The Hustlers Sect to lead them."

"?" Jiang Zhi.

Although I’ve just believed that An Nan is a member of The Hustlers Sect, why do I still find that difficult to believe?

"Are there other people in The Hustlers Sect?"

"There are."

"Could it be a Divine Son?"

Su Qi pondered, "It might also be a son of the Divine Race."