Ding Ling looked toward the direction of Yin-Yang Road through his Heavenly Eye.
He could vaguely see that, on the Underworld side of Yin-Yang Road, an innumerable army of ghost officials seemed to have gathered.
There also seemed to be some experts from the demonic path and players shouting and coming and going.
Ding Ling wanted to break into Yin-Yang Road, but when he thought of the Iron Coffin, he ultimately abandoned the idea.
He currently had no ability to resist or eliminate that deity's Emotional Power.
It was better to follow the method Jiang Ziya had mentioned.
Ding Ling never did anything unless he was sure of success.
There was clearly something filthy hidden in the City of Wrongful Deaths.
He decided to go online and take a look after returning to the capital.
There should be players staying in the City of Wrongful Deaths.
Through the other players, he could naturally learn part of the inside story.
At this thought,
Ding Ling stopped hesitating.
After signaling for Fu Qingfeng and the others to mount their horses, he grabbed one person with each hand and, taking Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen with him, used Ground Shrinking Step to move forward.
Although the Qilin Horse was very fast,
it was ultimately far slower than Ding Ling.
To wait for Chief Zuo and the others, Ding Ling slowed down from time to time.
That day,
while they were resting and cooking in the wilderness, two peerlessly beautiful women drifted past the area where they were staying, one after the other.
When one of them saw Ding Ling, she froze, then approached with a face full of delight and paid her respects:
"Wanwan greets the Great Emperor!"
The other woman had an otherworldly bearing and a beautiful, delicate face that was breathtaking