Above the Magical Beast Forest.
O'Brien, Dylan, and Catherine, who had just arrived, stood in a triangular formation.
"Catherine, what brings you here?" O'Brien asked, looking at her in confusion.
"I was cultivating in the Yulan Empire when I suddenly sensed your aura erupting in the Magical Beast Forest, so I came to take a look."
Catherine spoke calmly, but the eyes beneath her mask involuntarily glanced at O'Brien.
After hearing her, O'Brien nodded and said, "I came to the Magical Beast Forest on business and happened to see this man emerge from the seal below.
"So we clashed."
Catherine turned her gaze to Dylan, who stood nearby. Sensing his unfamiliar aura, she asked coolly, "May I ask where you came from?"
Dylan understood that unless he gave them an explanation, he might find himself in a fight right after getting out.
They were all Lowgods, and one of them had become a god by refining a Divine Spark. Even so, they were still gods. Facing two divine-level experts would not be easy.
"I came from the Gabadan Plane Prison." Dylan narrowed his eyes slightly and revealed his origins.
"The Gabadan Plane Prison?"
Catherine and O'Brien repeated the name in unison.
The two suddenly felt as though they knew little about the Yulan Continent they lived on.
They had never heard of that place.
Seeing their confusion, Dylan paid it no mind. The Gabadan Plane Prison had been created by Beirut to hold prisoners.
Since they had never been inside, naturally, they would not know about it.
But Dylan also knew that unless he explained himself, they would not let him leave.
He did not wait for them to ask. Instead, he continued, "To explain the Gabadan Plane Prison, I have to start five thousand years ago.
"As divine-level experts