Mythological origins

Unlike Lin Yuedong, who has lived in the extremely peaceful core area of ​​the empire for many years and has not fought for hundreds of years, let alone killed people with his own hands, Wei Wuya is a ruthless person who grew up by killing people and robbing treasures.

However, in a world like Yuanyang Realm, which ancient immortal cultivation environment, the guys who can rise up are all covered with blood.

Even the most "honest and simple" Jin Guang has killed nearly three digits of people on the road of immortal cultivation in these years.

Either rob as a casual cultivator, or plunder as a sect, and cultivate immortals by eating people. This is the cruel rule of the Yuanyang immortal cultivation world 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 the horror of Wei Wuya with the instinct of a beast.

Although she had never been to the front line, she had also communicated with some veterans who participated in the front-line pioneering wars of the empire. Only those old war madmen who had stayed on the front line of the empire's offensive for a hundred or eighty years would have a similar sense of oppression.

"Uh..." Lin Yuedong was stunned when he heard Wei Wuya's question.

Originally, he had tacitly accepted that everyone here was from the Empire, after all, it was an event organized by the Empire's True Immortal.

As a result, Wei Wuya's action suddenly made him a little overwhelmed.

...

"Since you have all come to this place, and there is no mission to fight each other, we are temporarily in the same camp, and we should communicate more and share what we have."

Wei Wuya stole the limelight from Lin Yuedong, swept his white hair with his hand, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

At present, he only knew that he and the few little guys from the Yuanyang Realm behind him had their cultivation sealed by a strange True Immortal, and then thrown into another world.

Where the other party came from, what purpose, and what he needed to do, there was no answer.

As a cultivator who climbed out of obscurity, he did not mind flattering and licking the stronger ones in exchange for the opportunity to survive and move up.

Such things have been done a lot in the past.

But the current situation is that even if he wants to lick, he can't find anyone...

"We will listen to Senior Wei."

The first to respond were Zhao Zilin and others. They and Wei Wuya were also from the Yuanyang Small World, and they naturally hoped to establish a relationship with a senior who had reached the God of Transformation.

Even though everyone's cultivation has been sealed now, and the apparent power is almost the same, the other party is still an old monster who has emerged from the bloody storm for thousands of years, and his experience is absolutely mature.

But the others don't know Wei Wuya, nor do they know his true situation.

Even though he has explosive muscles and the image of the white-haired boy is very outstanding, the people in front of him are almost all extraordinary people, and their appearance alone can't scare them.

...

"We are from different backgrounds, so it's better for us to go our own way." A blond boy refuted Wei Wuya's words without giving him face.

His name is Master Pang, and he was originally a member of the resistance army of a subordinate world under the rule of the empire, determined to drive away the invaders who enslaved the entire world.

Just over a decade ago, under the influence of a small random space turbulence, Master Pang unexpectedly broke through the blockades and traveled directly to the empire's homeland. He also replaced the identity of a certain unlucky guy and became an ordinary citizen of the empire.

Only then did he gradually understand what kind of behemoth the rebels he had been in wanted to fight against.

The enemy that was suffocating their entire world was just a small expeditionary force of the empire, which could send ten new teams in an instant after being wiped out many times.

Master Pang, who knew the truth, was completely desperate.

He decided to give up resistance and use the legal identity he had accidentally obtained to integrate into the empire.

If you can't beat them, join them.     Maybe one day, as a senior official of the empire, he can regain control of the world he was born in?

This is probably a disguised form of "recovery"?

Unfortunately, the reality is not as good as Master Pang imagined.

Although he has a legal identity and will not become an illegal household, the empire, a giant pyramid that gathers trillions of people, requires enough opportunities and efforts to climb up every level.

After more than ten years of hard work, he slowly realized that even if he was a little clever and a little lucky, his hope of becoming a truly powerful imperial noble was still slim.

At this time, it was not known whether it was luck or misfortune that Master Pang, who was a time traveler with a strong luck, was spotted by Farel, who saw through his life trajectory at a glance.

She did not care about her former identity as a rebel or a time traveler, as Farel herself was a genuine time traveler.

There were many people from other worlds in the empire, even two of them were true immortals.

So Master Pang was sent here.

…

Master Pang recognized Lin Yuedong, a noble who was quite low-key in the empire, had no airs, and was rumored to have some social phobia. The origin he just emphasized was actually a subtle intention to get closer to the other party.

We are imperial people, and you are not.

The mission is temporary. After going out, the thigh you hold will return to a real thigh, Master Pang thought.

This white-haired muscle man from another world, although he doesn't look easy to mess with, is still nothing compared to Lin, who has already entered the imperial noble sequence.

"I'm leaving."

A cold voice floated from the crowd.

The owner of the voice was a strange man in white with long hair down to his knees.

When the man in white was speaking, his eyes did not seem to be directed at anyone at the scene.

After he finished speaking, he quietly walked towards the direction of the sun.

"Excuse me, is this the direction of the market?" Wei Wuya asked solemnly.

He was a little surprised.

Because the presence of this guy just now was zero, he was completely unaware of his existence, and the man in white appeared behind him like a ghost.

The man in white nodded gently.

"That mysterious guy probably knows something." Lin Zilan whispered.

"Follow me." Lin Yuedong, who has always been socially anxious, was in this unfamiliar environment rashly. The little courage he had finally squeezed out to compete for the top brother was instantly leaked.

Under the leadership of Lin Yuedong and Wei Wuya, the two contenders for the leader, the silent and confused crowd finally followed the man in white who seemed to know something.

...

"We are in the city!" After more than an hour of walking, nearly a hundred people, exhausted by the wind and dust, finally saw the outlines of some tall buildings in the distance.

"It's actually... it's actually the modern architectural style from more than 500 years ago?!" Lin Yuedong tried his best to search his memory and found that the city in front of him was actually very similar to when he was young and still on Earth!