Observing Guyu’s attire, Lin Yun knew that this wasn’t actually a barbarian tribe; they were not primitive people who consumed raw flesh and blood.

However, forced by the environment, they might be on the verge of becoming such primitive people.

It seems that the people here do not practice abstention from grains; they all need to ingest food, which means that if Lin Yun were not injured now, with his strength, it would be a breeze for him to handle these people who can’t even abstain from grains; who would eat whom might still be up for debate!

Now without strength, he could only bear in silence.

Guyu was very curious about what Lin Yun could still remember and followed up on his words by asking, "How much do you remember?"

Lin Yun did not answer immediately. He touched the coarse linen robe on his body and looked around the somewhat primitive room. After a moment of silence, he spoke gravely, "I... might not be from this world."

Upon hearing this statement, Guyu’s originally stern face relaxed a bit.

This was exactly what she wanted to hear; she had speculated that Lin Yun was not from here, and now having Lin Yun say it himself, how could she not be excited? If someone could come in here, there might be a way to leave.

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but in the world I come from, there is a plentiful supply of water and food. Just now, I heard that food and water here seem to be in short supply, and the clothing is also different from what I used to wear, so I suppose I truly might not be from this world."

Lin Yun was very clear in his mind that he definitely was not from here. Something had happened that brought him to this place, but now that he was injured and unable to use his cultivation level, if he revealed his strength outright, he would expose himself, so it was better to feign ignorance.

But pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger also required a sense of measure; he mustn’t carelessly become someone’s pork dinner—that would be a real loss.

From the eavesdropping earlier, Lin Yun refined the information that the people here were trapped and wanted to leave this place.

Lin Yun did not actually know how to leave, but he could make others think he might know a way out.

However, Lin Yun also couldn’t make everything clear, as the chief had said, once he found out, he would eat him.

Killing the donkey as soon as it leaves the millstone, dismantling the bridge after crossing the river, it’s simply ruthless.

Lin Yun’s amnesia had come at just the right time.

Although he really had forgotten how he had come to this place, this also served as a hint for Lin Yun.

I might have forgotten for now, but it’s not impossible for me to remember.

When his cultivation level is restored, Lin Yun wouldn’t need to fear them.

Or, he could wait for Bai Jiaojiao.

Lin Yun could no longer clearly remember what had happened to Bai Jiaojiao, but his thoughts about her were the most profound now. The memories he had lost must be related to Bai Jiaojiao; perhaps they had experienced something together, which is why he was so seriously injured.

If that’s the case, then it’s possible that Bai Jiaojiao might come looking for him.

However, Lin Yun couldn’t place all his hopes on Bai Jiaojiao; maybe she was also thinking of waiting for him to rescue her!

Having lost part of his memory and cultivation level, Lin Yun was fortunate not to have lost his mind. He deliberately mentioned the abundant water and food supplies, causing Guyu’s eyes to light up.

Therefore, with Guyu providing protection, he just needed to be a bit more cautious, and he should be able to avoid ending up in someone’s pot.

"Rest well, and if you can remember how you came here, that would be a great help."

After saying this, Guyu suddenly remembered that Lin Yun had also heard the chief’s words earlier, and she quickly added, "Don’t worry, if you can help us leave this prison, we will definitely not let down such a great favor. At the very least, I will do my utmost to protect you."

Lin Yun also showed a simple and innocent smile just in time.

Playing the cute innocent, he was a professional.

With just a slight smile, Guyu also noticed at that moment how good-looking Lin Yun was; a simple smile seemed to have a special power that quickened her heartbeat.

"Do you have anything else you want to ask me?"

Guyu was eager to get away.

There was a premonition that if she continued to stay with Lin Yun, there could be an indescribable danger.

This feeling was profound and mysterious, and it was precisely this sense of danger that made her somewhat rebellious; she wanted to know why she felt endangered.

"You just mentioned that this is a prison. Why do you say that?"

Seeing Lin Yun so curious, Guyu simply said, "You don’t need to ask questions one by one; listen to me slowly introducing everything about this place to you."

"In that case, thank you for your effort."

Lin Yun said politely and flicked his hair away from his forehead with a small gesture that made him appear both carefree and suave.

However, this time Guyu was prepared to tell her story and wasn’t charmed by Lin Yun.

"This place, originally known as Canglan Divine Country, is inhabited by the children of God."

"Canglan? What is that for?"

Lin Yun had never heard of this god; perhaps not very famous.

Hearing Lin Yun calling out the god directly, Guyu also looked deeply concerned and said, "Remember not to call the god’s name directly!"

This was because the divine spirit had not manifested for too long; otherwise, fanatics would be beating Lin Yun to death right now.

Calling the god’s name directly is disrespectful to the god, but Guyu simply reminded him and lightly glossed over it, as if nothing had happened.

"The God of Canglan is the god of the sky, governing the sunrise and moonset, The Imperfection of Life, and is one of the supreme gods. Under the divine spirit, there are The Twenty-Four Divine Emissaries, who on behalf of the divine spirit, shepherd the four directions. The children of god live happily and beautifully in the Divine Country under the protection of god.

In the Divine Country, there was no drought, no killing, even the tendrils of death could not reach this place.

"Those who died here would return to the embrace of God."

When Guyu said this, she actually looked somewhat like a believer.

Lin Yun listened but was full of question marks.

How could one return to the embrace of God after death?

Lin Yun certainly didn’t think that God would open his arms to embrace every dead person, no god was that loving.

Moreover, Guyu had specifically emphasized that it was after death that one would return to the embrace.

Usually, when people died it was their souls that went to the Netherworld Realm to live.

This used to be just a legend, but although Lin Yun had lost part of his memory, he only forgot how he got here, he remembered everything else clearly. Yuxuan had opened the Gate of Netherworld and even snatched a page of the Phantom of the Earth Scripture from him.

That Phantom of the Earth Scripture was even now trembling inside his Dantian, bullied by the Statue of Qing Nu.

People died, and instead of their souls going to the Netherworld, they went to the embrace of God. Goodness, could it be that they were being eaten by God?

Lin Yun was not reluctant to suspect the worst of others, so he asked another question, "And then? Where did the people who returned to God’s embrace go?"

Guyu: "..."

This...

Don’t all stories end at this point? Is there more to it?

Guyu didn’t know either, after all, she had only read these pieces of information in the ancient scriptures of the heritage.

"Perhaps, they just lived on in God’s embrace forever!"

"So you’re saying that dying here results in eternal life? That such a good thing exists?"

"It could be that they also died after returning."

"You just said this place is where the touch of death cannot reach, so why did they still die? How is that any different from ordinary death?"

Guyu: "..."

Lin Yun had left her speechless with questions, even causing her to doubt the veracity of the Canglan Divine Record herself.

Realizing she couldn’t provide the answers, Guyu simply gave up and said, "These are recorded in the ancient scriptures of the inheritance; too many years have passed, and I don’t know what happened. Only a long, long time ago, the water source of the Divine Country began to wane, the Spiritual Energy also became increasingly scarce, and the God of Canglan stopped responding to the acolytes."

Lin Yun: "..."

Your god might already be dead.

Eh, why do I know he’s dead?

Lin Yun rubbed his head, feeling his memory loosen a bit.

What’s going on, did someone mess with him while he was unconscious?

Lin Yun subconsciously began to think again.

His brain worked quickly and he was good at making connections, but this time, the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, so he had to cover his head and stop thinking.

Guyu didn’t notice his unusual state, and thinking about the current lives of people, she also felt very painful.

"After the water source was exhausted, there was less and less food to eat, and more and more people died, a vast area of greenland turned into desert."

Lin Yun’s previous guess had found an answer. No wonder the people here, despite their cultivation levels, could not perform grain avoidance.

People outside could afford the luxury of grain avoidance because the Spiritual Energy was plentiful. By using Spiritual Energy to replenish their own energy consumption, they no longer needed to eat, and without consuming grains and cereals, they naturally seemed more ethereal.

But here,where the Spiritual Energy couldn’t even sustain plants, and they had no food to eat, the luxurious act of using Spiritual Energy for grain avoidance was unthinkable.

While Lin Yun was summarizing the information, Guyu continued to recount the suffering of this world.

"When God’s glory no longer fell upon this land, people gradually lost faith in God. The Twenty-Four Divine Emissaries could no longer manage this land, and not all of the Twenty-Four Divine Emissaries were of one mind. After God stopped responding to the acolytes, three hundred years later, the Twenty-Four Divine Emissaries split into four factions."

"How did they split?"

"They had different philosophies and went their separate ways! Some wanted to move their whole tribe in search of other suitable land for living, some tried to unify the entire Divine Country, and some tried to worship other gods. Only our tribe has always been the Guardian of the Divine Altar, waiting for the return of the Divine Spirit."

"Hmph, each with their own thoughts. So what happened to them afterward?"

Guyu: "..."

Lin Yun’s joking probe inadvertently made her continue, but as she prepared to speak, she felt something strange.

Still, she suppressed that feeling and continued, "The ones who relocated their tribe disappeared entirely, with no news of their whereabouts. Those who attempted to unify the Divine Country and those who sought new gods to worship kept fighting over the years. Our place at the Divine Altar is remote, so there were no invasions from either side. However, generation after generation of priests have been unable to wait for a response from the Divine Spirit. Finally, three thousand years ago, the High Priest announced the cessation of worship to the God of Canglan. A hundred years after that, the world’s water sources began to dry up even faster. When the priests wanted to resume worship of the Divine Spirit, it was too late, even continued worship couldn’t change the speed of the exhaustion of the water sources."

"Indeed, faith in God isn’t something you can just have or discard at will."

"Right!"

Guyu clapped her hands and suddenly felt something wasn’t quite right...