Sosli angrily smashed a fist on the table. "Shut your mouth, you brat!"
"Stop spouting nonsense in front of me. My daughter is alive and well in the Divine Hall!"
Ge Jun swept Sosli with a look of pity, then slowly turned to the silent crowd standing by. "I believe all of you have sent your dearest, most trusted ones to the Divine Hall. If you've ever tried to contact them, you should know that there has never been any news."
"For so many years, have you never had any doubts?"
Ge Jun chuckled and directly removed the mask from his face in front of everyone. "I was chosen to be a God's Attendant in the Divine Hall five years ago. You should know my name, Xing Tian."
"I stayed in the Divine Hall for two years. I, too, once revered the Pope as a god, just like you. But—"
He looked at a shocked Sosli and chuckled. "But three years ago, Nairu and I were sent to the so-called Hall of Rebirth in the Divine Hall, becoming stepping stones for the Pope's path of cultivation."
"The so-called God's Attendants you speak of never serve any god, but the Pope, that vicious demon."
"Nonsense!"
Sosli's face turned ashen!
"You're talking through your hat! The Pope is absolutely not the kind of person you describe!"
"You are trying to provoke the relationship between our five great families and the Divine Hall!"
Sosli's words sounded hysterical.
Yes.
Because someone was shaking his faith.
Amidst his loud shouts, Chris gently sighed and took out something he had been carrying with him, placing it before everyone. "This is something I obtained from my grandfather's tomb."
"Some of you here should recognize my grandfather's handwriting. In this testament, my grandfather detailed the evil deeds of the Divine Hall, including how he used the so-called 'benevolence' to cause the experts of our Maas family to perish one by one."
"If he could treat us so recklessly, he could naturally treat those astonishingly fast-growing God's Attendants in the same way."
"To defend his supreme status in Europa, the Pope will eliminate anyone who can threaten him."
As Chris finished speaking, the scene fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone looked at the letter before them.
As they read the contents of the letter, they fell into silence.
Sosli shook his head, gritting his teeth. "No, impossible!"
"Unless I see it with my own eyes, I will never believe you!"
"The Divine Hall! How could the Divine Hall possibly do such a thing!"
"That is the Divine Hall..."
The further he spoke, the more humble and pleading his voice became. How he feared it was all true, for what would his faith over the years amount to then!
Ge Jun had been waiting for Sosli to say this. He smiled and nodded to everyone. "Today, I asked Mr. Chris to bring you here precisely to let you see for yourselves."
"What the Divine Hall, which you call merciful and holy, truly is."
Ge Jun's gaze swept over everyone one by one. "You all know of the Divine Hall's Hall of Rebirth, don't you?"
It was Mu Qing, the manager from the Mu Zhao family, who answered.
He nodded. "The Hall of Rebirth contains the Divine Hall's most precious medicinal herbs, including legendary medicines that can regenerate flesh and revive the dead."
"Heh."
Ge Jun sneered. "The real Hall of Rebirth is not what you imagine. It is merely the Pope's personal paradise, a place of white bones and an inferno on earth."
"Anyone who has witnessed the horrors of the Hall of Rebirth will never want to enter it a second time."
Having been swayed by the previous conversation, Mu Qing's expression immediately turned cold upon hearing Ge Jun's words. "No one outside knows the location of the Hall of Rebirth, but according to your words, you seem to know?"
Ge Jun nodded.
"What I want to take you to today is that sacred ground of the Divine Hall, the Hall of Rebirth."
Everyone looked at Ge Jun in shock. The Hall of Rebirth?!
"Is it near St. Toris?"
Ge Jun nodded. "The Hall of Rebirth is within Falling Blossom Valley."
"Hahaha!" Sosli was the first to burst into laughter. "Utter nonsense!"
"Falling Blossom Valley is the most desolate place in all of Europa. How could the Divine Hall possibly establish the Hall of Rebirth here! The Hall of Rebirth carries sacred relics, not evil spirits..."
Sosli's expression suddenly turned grim.
He fell silent, perhaps recalling some past event he had experienced.
Without his noisy objections, the room became strangely quiet.
Ge Jun glanced at the time on the wall and then nodded to everyone in the room. "If there are no objections, we will depart now."
"Let me make one thing clear: if you truly wish to uncover this secret, then once you leave this room, you will follow my arrangements."
"I promise you that you will find the answers you seek in the Hall of Rebirth."
After nightfall, not a single person could be seen on the streets of St. Toris.
This city was rife with rumors about Falling Blossom Valley.
The older generation had countless times warned them not to open their doors, no matter what sounds they heard at night, and not to peek.
The entire street of St. Toris exuded a bizarre silence.
Save for a few flickering streetlights, the place was like a dead city—
"A quiet village, snow falling white, under a gloomy sky, pigeons fly.
Birch trees carved with two names, they vowed to love each other for life.
One day, war burned their homeland, the young man took up his gun and went to the frontier.
My dear, don't worry about me, wait for me back in that birch forest.
The sky remains gloomy, pigeons still fly, who will bear witness to love and lives without tombstones?
The snow still falls, the village remains serene, the young people vanished in the birch forest.
News of tragedy came that afternoon, my dear died on a distant battlefield.
She quietly came to that birch forest, gazing with longing, guarding there every day.
She said he was merely lost afar, he would surely come to this birch forest.
The sky remains gloomy, pigeons still fly, who will bear witness to love and lives without tombstones?
The snow still falls, the village remains serene, the young people vanished in the birch forest.
The long road, soon to reach its end, the girl's hair already turned white.
She often heard him call by her side, 'Come, my love, come to this birch forest.'
As she died, she murmured, 'I'm coming, wait for me in that birch forest.'"
In the silent night, the desolate lyrics struck everyone's hearts like a phantom seeking souls.
The chilling terror made Luosheng instinctively lean closer to Chen Fan—