Xu Zii's speed was remarkably fast.
Within this Divine Continent, no matter where he wished to go, he could traverse the River of Ti.
In the blink of an eye, he could arrive anywhere.
And in the Divine Continent, regardless of what occurred, as long as he wished to know, there was nothing unknown to him.
All-knowing and all-powerful, this is probably how one would describe the Creator God.
Xu Zii's silhouette quickly appeared at Demon City.
Though it's nad after a city, Demon City's territory is vast.
It's divided into three territories.
Like a triangle, it envelops a large area in the west.
With Demon City's reputation spreading far and wide in recent years, many have entered here, even joined.
These people are villains from other places, and so are purely curious.
Every day, the deaths in Demon City rise to double digits; despite the high casualties, it remains crowded, teeming with people.
From outside, one would find the city wall gives a suffocating feeling.
The surface is black.
As if blood is seeping through.
Above the city, black fog lingers.
The ancient city seems like an ancient beast lying dormant between heaven and earth.
The beast is bloodthirsty, watching everything within the city.
The current Demon City, on the surface, is controlled by three major forces.
Aside from these three, hundreds of other smaller factions are rely subsidiaries.
Nurous brawls occur within the city daily.
The three major powers are Blood River Valley, Corpse Incineration Mound, and Doomsday Temple.
People from Blood River Valley focus on blood cultivation.
It's said their cultivation technique is wicked, requiring the blood of the living as dicine.
If they don't drink blood, they'll fall into a place of suffering.
Yet the technique is so powerful that many fight tooth and nail to learn it despite its side effects.
Beyond this, Corpse Incineration Mound specializes in refining dead bodies, supposedly able to transform zombies.
The strongest flying zombie has killed countless people, extrely terrifying.
Doomsday Temple is the most mysterious.
At the four corners and the center of the city, there's a first-level temple.
No one knows what is worshipped inside.
But every so often, everyone in Demon City must co to worship at the Doomsday Temple.
Otherwise, natural disasters and various terrible events will occur.
Doomsday Temple doesn't recruit disciples; it has the smallest area of influence, but it's also the most terrifying.
Even during worship at the Doomsday Temple, the two major factions, Blood River Valley and Corpse Incineration Mound, must participate.
These three forces dominate all the territory of Demon City.
But within Demon City, there's a legend.
It's said the true dominator of Demon City is a demon.
A demon that has lived for ten thousand years.
The demon doesn't interfere with worldly matters, only awakening during special tis.
This is roughly how Demon City is like.
Of course, aside from chaos, Demon City attracts people for another reason.
That reason is its resource-rich environnt.
Demon City sits on Buzhou River, a vast river that splits Demon City into two.
Around Buzhou River, various bizarre herbs grow.
And the city's pharmacists will collect these herbs to research new dicines.
This is one of Demon City's biggest advantages.
Their researched dicines are unique across the western lands.
Many co to Demon City specifically seeking dicine.
As Xu Zii arrived in front of Demon City, he saw a mighty crowd lining up, entering the city.
On the black city gates, a red demon's face was carved.
Among these people, there were n and won, old and young.
Xu Zii walked among them, appearing unobtrusive.
Ahead of Xu Zii, there were around a dozen people.
Mix-gendered, seemingly together.
Leading was a woman with decent strength, almost at the level of a Great Emperor.
"Sister Liu, do you think our visit to dicine King will be successful?" Asked a young, tiger-headed boy.
The boy looked around thirteen, wearing a tiger hat, eyes bright and piercing.
His cheeks were rosy, not naturally red, but frostbitten.
Xu Zii lifted his head; unknowingly, snowflakes had started falling.
He hadn't noticed the scenery around him for a long ti nor paid attention to the seasonal cycles.
Year after year, he walked alone.
"It's snowing," the tiger-headed boy said with a smile.
The woman called Sister Liu also raised her head, a gentle smile gracing her face.
This snow ca very suddenly.
"Sister Liu, do you think we'll encounter danger inside?"
"I've heard the people inside Demon City are very wicked."
The tiger-headed boy seed like he had endless questions.
"Hu, don't worry. Our Radiant Moon Sect's old ancestor, Moon-picking Fairy, is in Demon City."
"It's said the old ancestor is doing quite well inside, having a high status."
A young man nearby ruffled the boy's head, explaining with a smile.
"With the ancestor watching over us inside, as long as we don't actively provoke others, there won't be trouble."
Xu Zii walked alongside them, naturally overhearing their conversation.
He couldn't help but shake his head.
How could the people inside Demon City care about such trivial sentints?
People with a conscience would only enter if forced, seeking dicine.
Judging by the group, Xu Zii guessed they were here for dicine.
Many had straightforward thoughts, easy to discern.
...…
Entering Demon City required passing through the checkpoint at the city gate.
The first hurdle began at the gate.
In theory, in this lawless city, what is there to check?
There's really no forbidden items.
The whole city is taboo in itself.
Guarding the city gate were two n in yellow hemp robes, holding large machetes.
People entering the city had to offer respect first.
Xu Zii saw soone unwilling and their head was chopped off with a machete.
Newcors gasped at the scene.
But those who've been here a few tis were accustod.
Killings over trivial matters were the norm.
The line moved quickly, many having done their howork beforehand. They knew who to respect and who to kill.
Finally, they reached the group ahead of Xu Zii.
The girl nad Liu handed over a bag of gold.
Which the two n glanced at each other and instantly showed a subtle smile.
"Bang—"
The gold bag was tossed aside; one of the n shouted, "There are too many of you, this bit of stuff isn't enough."
"We're following the rules..."
A young man tried to explain but got slapped by the man.
"Rules?"
"What rules?"
"Don't you know the rules are made by us here?"
"Now the rules have changed. If you want to enter, you must spend a night with us brothers."
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