Chapter 1465: Success Comes Without Effort

Chapter 1465: Chapter 1465: Success Comes Without Effort

"Could it be that this Lord of Death knew the Ancestor Dragon was about to die, and therefore erected the statue, so that all living beings would worship it?"

A startling thought arose in Ye Yun’s mind.

He remained silent for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist, when did Lord Dragon God enter Wrong Death City?"

Ye Yun asked.

"Perhaps, probably more than ten million years ago, the time is too ancient to remember clearly..."

The elderly man in black, who was the Death Temple Guardian, thought for a moment and said.

Ye Yun furrowed his brows slightly.

This timeframe seemed to coincide with the war between the Dragon Clan and the Divine Soil Spirit.

Could it be.

The Ancestor Dragon was injured in the Divine Land and fled into The Stygian River in Ancient World?

At this moment.

Some cultivators who had been kneeling on the ground worshiping the Lord of Death stood up one after another.

"Since you have all sworn to eternally pledge allegiance to the Lord of Death, why not quickly go to Wrong Death River to salvage the Taiyin Whelk?"

The Death Temple Guardian glanced at everyone and said in a low voice.

"Yes, Guardian Master."

The crowd responded and turned to leave one by one.

"What is the Taiyin Whelk?"

Ye Yun asked with some interest, smiling.

"Cultivators who enter Wrong Death City, if they wish to stay here, must first swear to the Lord of Death. After swearing, they need to go to the Wrong Death River to salvage the Taiyin Whelk and offer it to the Lord of Death. Every year it is the same..."

The Death Temple Guardian said with a smile.

"I see..."

Ye Yun silently nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, you seem extraordinary, not a simple person. Have you ever considered staying within Wrong Death City?"

The Death Temple Guardian asked.

"Allow me a few days to consider..."

Ye Yun smiled, not directly refusing.

Originally, he didn’t intend to stay in Wrong Death City; he had come to kill the Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor, but now that he had discovered the Ancestor Dragon statue, it stirred some thoughts in Ye Yun.

This Lord of Death must know some secrets from the past.

Ye Yun slowly walked beneath the Statue of Lord of Death, gazing up at the enormous statue, and asked with a smile, "How can I meet the Lord of Death?"

"The Lord of Death has been asleep for millions of years and hasn’t appeared in the world since..."

The Death Temple Guardian sighed and said.

"Can’t be awakened?"

Ye Yun asked.

"Probably not..."

The Death Temple Guardian hesitated for a moment, then added, "However, over the years, if someone offers enough Taiyin Whelk, the statue of the Lord of Death will reveal divine signs."

"Oh, I understand now."

Ye Yun smiled slightly, seemingly grasping the key.

Taiyin Whelk.

If there were enough, it might shake the will of the Lord of Death.

Just connecting with the statue’s will would suffice; Ye Yun just wanted to ask some questions.

During this conversation.

In a part of Wrong Death City, within a grand palace.

The young man from the Night Emperor Faction had already reported the matter to the Night Emperor.

The Night Emperor appeared as a handsome young man, clad in a green scholar’s robe, radiating an outstanding aura, with deep-set features and a mysterious air about him.

The Night Emperor raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "This person is no ordinary character. We absolutely cannot let the Killing Emperor succeed. We must head to the Death Temple immediately..."

"Yes."

The young man responded promptly.

The next moment, the Night Emperor and this young man left the hall and, within a few breaths, arrived outside the Death Temple.

Meanwhile.

A similar scene unfolded at the Demon Emperor Palace, where the Demon Emperor, accompanied by the Earth Demon God, also arrived outside the Death Temple.

"Night Emperor, you’ve arrived so quickly!"

The Demon Emperor couldn’t help but smile as he saw the Night Emperor appear first.

"Not bad. Such a young prodigy with boundless potential cannot be allowed to be killed by that old fellow the Killing Emperor..."

The Night Emperor replied with a faint smile.

"I think the same!"

The Demon Emperor chuckled, touched his forehead, and said, "If we join forces, we can naturally ensure that young man’s life."

"The message from the Killing Emperor Faction came a bit slowly. Otherwise, given the Killing Emperor’s personality, he should have come by now."

The Night Emperor said unhurriedly.

A ripple spread through the void, and a sharp sword light descended, transforming into an old man in a blood robe.

The Killing Emperor had arrived.

As soon as the Killing Emperor appeared, the void filled with a bloodthirsty aura, rolling forward like an earthquake or tsunami.

However.

This astonishing killing intent could not enter the Death Temple; it seemed this small temple had some magical power that repelled it all outward.

At this moment.

An old man dressed in a fiery robe flew in hastily, panic-stricken, directly entering the Death Temple.

Behind him.

Another old man in a grey robe, with a sword in hand, pursued relentlessly.

"Ridiculous, are they treating the Death Temple as a sanctuary?"

The Demon Emperor snorted coldly, looking rather displeased.

Although inclined to act and punish these two ignorant fellows, they no longer had a reason to do so once inside the Death Temple.

Now.

The leaders of the three major forces in Wrong Death City were gathered outside the Death Temple, about to engage in a fierce battle.

"Heh heh..."

The Night Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, casually asking, "Killing Emperor, have you come to the Death Temple to kill that young man in white?"

"Daring to kill my Twenty-Nine Kings in Wrong Death City has long forged an irreversible feud with my faction! Damn it, no matter what genius this person is, once in Wrong Death City, if he hasn’t pledged before the Lord of Death, I’ll kill him with a single sword!"

The Killing Emperor laughed coldly.

"Now that he’s inside the Death Temple, right beneath the Statue of Lord of Death, if he makes a vow, I’d like to see how the Killing Emperor can take revenge, haha..."

The Demon Emperor grinned.

The Killing Emperor’s face turned livid, gloomy, unable to utter a word.

If the opponent swore before the Lord of Death, there truly wouldn’t be a way to take action.

The most he could do was give a beating, venting some of his rage.

...

"Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor, where do you think you’re going!"

Ye Yun was pondering beneath the Statue of Lord of Death when he suddenly heard a furious shout from behind.

Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor?

Ye Yun was slightly surprised, turning back to look.

He saw an elderly man in a fiery robe rush in, followed by a grey-robed old man.

The grey-robed old man had a fierce expression, wielding a longsword, and appeared intent on killing the Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor.

Yu Lingfei’s face lit up with joy, and she whispered, "Master, it really is the Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor..."

Ye Yun laughed heartily, "Truly, I’ve searched high and low to no avail, yet found it effortlessly!"

Whoosh!

A sword light flashed.

The grey-robed old man launched a fierce attack on the Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor.

In the next moment.

The sword light suddenly extinguished, and the grey-robed attacker dropped from mid-air as if struck by lightning.

"How dare you act in the Death Temple?"

The Death Temple Guardian waved his large sleeve, looking displeased.

"Finally safe..."

The Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, speaking with lingering fear.

He had entered Wrong Death City intending to reclaim a treasure from Burning Heaven Valley, but unexpectedly, his foe’s cultivation base had broken through, and he wasn’t an equal match.

Pursued relentlessly, he fled into the Death Temple.

The Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor knew that the Death Temple was the safest place in the entire Wrong Death City.

Within the Death Temple, even the leaders of the three major forces dared not act rashly.