Chapter 1461: The Three Major Factions

Chapter 1461: Chapter 1461: The Three Major Factions

"Sister, don’t talk nonsense, this place is extremely dangerous..."

Yu Lingfei’s face changed, and she hurriedly covered Yu Qingshuang’s mouth with her hand.

But it was already too late.

Blub blub...

The river water churned violently, a large number of bubbles emerged, and then a black-robed man, like a zombie, flew straight out of the river, blocking the path of the Nether Boat.

"Dead Servant!"

Looking at the black-robed man, Yu Lingfei let out a low call.

Dead Servant—

Unknown in number, spread throughout the waters around Wrong Death City, a very powerful protective force of Wrong Death City.

The black-robed man lowered his head, wearing a silver mask, his gaze cold and ruthless: "How dare you vilify my Wrong Death City?"

"I..."

Yu Qingshuang felt panicked and became incoherent.

Ye Yun stepped forward, shielding the two women, looking calmly at the black-robed man, and said lightly: "Indeed, this Wrong Death City somewhat resembles a toad. My sister didn’t say anything wrong, just spoke the truth, how is that vilifying?"

The black-robed man looked at Ye Yun, slightly frowning.

The man before him appeared like a raging fire in his eyes, his blood and energy so terrifyingly strong.

Even though he was only at the God King Realm First Layer, it gave him an indescribable sense of suppression.

If he stayed by this person for long, the black-robed man felt his body might be cooked.

"Don’t let it happen again."

The black-robed man waved his sleeve and quickly sank back into the river.

"Brother Yun, I didn’t expect... even the Dead Servant would fear you!"

Yu Qingshuang couldn’t help but exclaim quietly.

"It’s alright, just a dead man, could a few of us living people be scared by him?"

Ye Yun laughed heartily.

"So, these people are already dead..."

Listening to Ye Yun, Yu Lingfei pondered thoughtfully.

This Dead Servant was at the First Level of Divine Emperor Realm, shrouded in a peculiar aura, she couldn’t tell he was already dead.

But the master saw through it.

"Master’s divine skills are truly astounding..."

Yu Lingfei thought secretly in her heart.

She felt even more confident about the master’s future plan to rescue the true self on Holy Kirin Continent.

"Wow, these three people truly are blessed by fortune, this Dead Servant didn’t punish them..."

On a distant Nether Boat, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face couldn’t help but express surprise.

"It’s just good luck."

Another man beside him chuckled.

"Could it be that the Dead Servants of Wrong Death City have changed, they vilify the city so much and receive no punishment?"

The man with the scar touched his chin and said.

"Hehe... what change?"

A sinister voice suddenly rose from the water beneath the boat.

A surge of great force overturned the Nether Boat, throwing the two men into the water.

"Ah..."

As they fell into the river, they screamed in pain, and wisps of blood mist rose from their bodies.

The two men desperately tried to escape the water and returned to the Nether Boat.

"Words truly bring trouble..."

The man with the scar was tearful, took out a few healing pills, and swallowed them quickly.

He just commented a bit on the change of Dead Servants, unexpectedly the retribution came instantly.

Luckily it was brief, plus the proximity to Wrong Death City made the water’s corrosion less severe.

"Haha!"

Yu Qingshuang, who was watching the commotion, couldn’t help but laugh.

Ye Yun shook his head with a smile.

The Nether Boat continued on, after burning a stick of incense, they arrived at the dock outside Wrong Death City.

The three disembarked, walked along a straight, glossy black stone road, and entered Wrong Death City.

Upon entering Wrong Death City.

The scene dramatically changed.

Inside Wrong Death City, everyone appeared extremely unfriendly, most looking fierce and malicious, clearly not good people.

Maybe scared by the Dead Servant, Yu Qingshuang slipped behind Ye Yun, lowered her voice and said: "Brother Yun, it’s so scary in here..."

"Don’t be afraid, if someone doesn’t know better, just kill them."

Ye Yun lightly smiled.

He spoke with such ease, seemingly not considering the people of Wrong Death City at all.

On the street.

Some looked unkindly, coldly scanning the three of them.

"Heh, these three little chicks, only God King Realm, being so arrogant and domineering in Wrong Death City, I bet they’ll be dead within a stick of incense..."

Not far away.

On the second floor of a tavern, a tall old man in white watched the three on the street, and spoke disdainfully.

The white-clothed old man was at the First Level of Divine Emperor Realm, though appearing amiable, his eyes occasionally flashed fiercely.

Clearly not a kind person either.

"Every time Wrong Death River appears, new arrivals in Wrong Death City are often arrogant, dying just like that, a bunch of God King Realm ants..."

Opposite the white-clothed old man sat a burly middle-aged man, ugly in appearance, his body brimming with demonic aura, he was unmistakably a First Level Divine Emperor Realm monster.

In Wrong Death City, a variety of people existed, having demon clan was quite normal.

This human and monster, two Divine Emperor Realm experts, sat together and drank, seemingly discussing something.

"Brother Zhao, you and I just entered Wrong Death City too, many enemies outside, we don’t plan to return, have you thought of which faction to join in Wrong Death City?"

The demon clan man asked.

"Hehe, I heard Wrong Death City has three major factions, Night Emperor Faction is friendlier to newcomers, I plan to join Night Emperor Faction..."

The white-clothed elder laughed.

The demon clan man nodded: "Then I’ll join Brother Zhao!"

The white-clothed elder was somewhat puzzled and asked: "Why not join the Monster Emperor Faction?"

"Though I’m from the demon clan, I’ve heard the Monster Emperor Faction is very strict with newcomers, I’m afraid I might not qualify..."

The demon clan man spread his hands, chuckling bitterly.

Wrong Death City housed many notorious outlaws, with more forming factions.

There were three major factions.

Namely Night Emperor Faction, Monster Emperor Faction, and Kill Emperor Faction.

These three major factions nearly encompassed all cultivators in Wrong Death City under their command.

There’s virtually no space for freelance cultivators.

The three major factions, you must choose one.

Of course, if you don’t intend to stay permanently in Wrong Death City, you don’t have to join these three sects.

There’s a time limit in between.

Every appearance of Wrong Death River only lasts seven days.

After seven days, you have no chance to leave.

You must wait for the next time.

However, according to Wrong Death City’s rules, if seven days pass, it means default choice of permanent residence.

If you don’t choose to join one of the factions, you’ll naturally be killed on the spot.

Many clueless novice cultivators, not understanding the rules here, were killed firsthand.

Such cases aren’t few in number.

Initially, Wrong Death City didn’t have these three major factions, numerous outlaws through internal strife formed three major factions.

Leaders of the three major factions were all extremely powerful, their strength unfathomable.

"Hey, someone seems dissatisfied with those three little ones, ready to make a move!"

The white-clothed elder suddenly raised his eyebrows, interestedly looking at the street.

"It’s Kill Emperor Faction!"

The demon clan man’s pupils shrank, his voice deepening.

Kill Emperor Faction, people of this faction are extremely violent, often brutally killing newcomers.