Unlike Lin Yuedong, who has lived in the core area of the empire where peace has been extremely peaceful for many years, and has not even fought in a fight for hundreds of years, let alone killing people with his own hands, Wei Wuya is a ruthless person who has grown up by killing people and seizing treasures.
But in a world like the Yuanyang Realm, which is an ancient immortal cultivation environment, no one who can rise up has blood on their hands.
Even the most "honest and honest" Jin Guang has killed almost three digits of people on his path to immortality over the years.
Either plunder through casual cultivators, or plunder through sects, cannibalize people to become immortals, these are the cruel rules of the Yuanyang Immortal Cultivation World that have been used for countless years to climb up.
"This old man is so cruel... He has at least thousands of dead souls under his command!" The cat demon clearly sensed Wei Wuya's terror with the instinct of a beast.
Although she has never been to the front line, she has also communicated with some veterans of the empire who participated in the pioneering war on the front line. Only the kind of veteran war maniacs who have been on the front line of the empire's offensive for 180 years will have a similar sense of oppression.
"Uh..." Lin Yuedong was stunned for a moment when he heard Wei Wuya's rhetorical question.
Originally, he had acquiesced that all people from the Empire were here. After all, it was an event organized by the True Immortal of the Empire himself.
As a result, Wei Wuya's appearance made him suddenly feel at a loss.
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"Now that you are all here, there is no mission to fight each other. We are in the same camp for the time being, so we should communicate more and learn from each other."
Wei Wuya stole the limelight from Lin Yuedong, swept his white hair with his hand, and spoke loudly and forcefully.
At present, he only knows that he and several little guys from Yuanyang Realm behind him were all sealed by a strange true immortal and then thrown into another realm.
There is no answer to where the other party comes from, what his purpose is, and what he needs to do.
As a cultivator who climbed out of poverty, he didn't mind flattering the stronger ones in exchange for the chance to survive and move up.
"The Evil God"
A lot of things like this have been done in the past.
But the current situation is that even if he wants to lick it, he can't find anyone...
"I'll just listen to Senior Wei."
The first to respond were Zhao Zilin and the others. Like Wei Wuya, they were from the small world of Yuanyang, so they hoped to use this opportunity to establish a relationship with a senior Transformation God.
Even though everyone has their cultivations sealed now, and their powers on the surface are almost the same, the opponent is still an old monster who has emerged from the bloody storm for thousands of years, and is absolutely experienced.
But others don't know Wei Wuya and don't know his true situation.
Even though his explosive muscles and the image of the white-haired boy are very outstanding, almost all of the people in front of him are extraordinary people, and his appearance alone cannot scare them.
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"We have different backgrounds, so it's better for us to go into different walks of life." A blond boy refuted Wei Wuya's words rather shamelessly.
His name is Master Pang, and he was originally a member of the resistance army of a subsidiary world under the rule of the empire, determined to drive away the invaders who enslaved the entire world.
Just a dozen years ago, under the influence of a small random space turbulence, Master Pang unexpectedly broke through the blockade and traveled directly to the mainland of the empire. He also took the identity of a certain unlucky guy and became an ordinary person. citizens of the empire.
Only then did he gradually understand what kind of behemoth the resistance army he was a part of wanted to fight against.
The enemy that has overwhelmed their entire world is just a small expeditionary force of the empire. No matter how many times the group is destroyed, ten new groups can be sent instantly.
Master Pang, who knew the truth, was completely desperate.
He decided to give up resistance and use this unexpected legal identity to integrate into the empire.
If you can't beat it, join.
Maybe one day, as a high-ranking official in the empire, I can regain control of the world where I came from?
This can probably be regarded as a kind of "recovery" in disguise?
Unfortunately, the reality is not as beautiful as Master Pang imagined.
Although he has a legal status and will not become a gangster, the empire is a giant pyramid that brings together trillions of people. Every time he wants to climb up a level, he needs enough opportunities and efforts.
After more than ten years of hard work, he slowly realized that even if he was a little clever and a little lucky, the hope of becoming an imperial noble who could truly split the land and divide the borders was still quite slim.
At this moment, whether it was luck or misfortune, Master Pang, who was a time traveler and had a lot of luck, was spotted by Farel, and she could see through his life trajectory at a glance.
She didn't care about her past status as a rebel or a time traveler. Farel herself was a genuine time traveler.
Throughout the empire, there were many people from other worlds, including two true immortals.
So Master Pang was sent here.
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Master Pang recognized Lin Yuedong, a nobleman who was quite low-key in the empire, had no airs, and was rumored to be a bit socially fearful. The background he just emphasized actually meant that he wanted to get closer to him.
We are Imperial people, you are not.
The mission is temporary. After you go out, the thigh you hug will return to your real thigh. This is what Master Pang thinks.
Although this white-haired and muscular old man from another world doesn't look easy to mess with, he is still not worth mentioning compared to Lin, who has entered the imperial aristocracy.
"I am leaving."
Among the crowd, a cold word floated.
The speaker was a strange man in white with long hair reaching his knees.
When the man in white was speaking, his eyes didn't seem to be directed at anyone present.
After finishing speaking, he walked quietly towards the direction of the sun.
"May I ask your Majesty, is this the direction of the market?" Wei Wuya asked solemnly.
He was a little surprised.
Because this guy had zero sense of existence just now, and he was completely unaware of his existence. The man in white appeared behind him like a ghost.
The man in white nodded slightly.
"That mysterious guy probably knows something." Lin Zilan whispered.
"Follow me." Lin Yuedong, who had always been afraid of society, suddenly found himself in this unfamiliar environment. The little courage he had finally squeezed out to become the eldest brother suddenly lost his courage.
Led by the two contenders for the leadership, Lin Yuedong and Wei Wuya, the silent and confused crowd finally followed the man in white who seemed to know something.
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"We're in the city!" After more than an hour of walking, nearly a hundred people covered in dust finally saw the outlines of some tall buildings in the distance.
"Actually...it's actually a modern architectural style from more than five hundred years ago?!" Lin Yuedong tried his best to check his memory and found that the city in front of him was similar to the situation when he was young and still on Earth. !