“Upon entering the city, one should first go to the Registry Office to register, but with your current living body, there’s no guarantee you won’t be discovered.”

Zhang Tang had seen Wrongful Death City before and was already familiar with the cityscape, so he wasn’t surprised.

He casually swept his gaze around twice before speaking, turning to look back as he spoke.

With this look, Zhang Tang was momentarily stunned.

Big Head Ghost, Little Head Ghost, and Jian Chou—all three were gazing at the entire magnificent and colorful Wrongful Death City with considerable shock, their expressions remarkably similar.

The grandeur of the entire city completely exceeded their imagination.

Outside the Extreme Domain, everything they had seen was nothing but grim skies, fierce black mountain ranges, lingering yellow clouds, and ground-sweeping wild winds…

Who could have imagined that crossing that bridge would lead them into such a realm?

It was like encountering an oasis in the desert.

Jian Chou’s gaze swept across those colorful splendors one by one, taking quite a while to react that Zhang Tang had spoken.

She blinked and looked toward Zhang Tang: “Does Lord Tingwei mean we should first find a place to resolve the issue of my living body?”

From Big Head Ghost and Little Head Ghost, Jian Chou had already learned that ordinary ghost cultivators couldn’t really distinguish between living people and souls.

So if Jian Chou’s cultivation among ghost cultivators wasn’t low, the possibility of being suspected would be extremely low.

After all, who could imagine that a living person would actually come to the Extreme Domain?

But circumstances had changed. First, Jian Chou lacked high cultivation to support the lie of her physical existence, and second, she was currently a new ghost—how could a new ghost quickly possess cultivation at the Golden Body stage?

At this moment, once Jian Chou went to the Registry Office to register, she would almost immediately be discovered.

Zhang Tang maintained his appearance of not caring about Jian Chou’s life or death, speaking as coolly as before: “First, let’s find Immortal Wuzhong. If Immortal Wuzhong won’t help, we’ll seek other methods.”

Having said this, he turned in a different direction and actually walked forward along the long street.

In the silent and wide street, only his solitary figure moved forward.

Jian Chou, Big Head Ghost, and Little Head Ghost all watched from behind, exchanging glances with some surprise: Was Zhang Tang… leading the way?

“Good heavens… am I seeing things wrong?”

Little Head Ghost touched his neck, breaking out in cold sweat, feeling that this old man wasn’t the Old Zhang he usually knew.

Big Head Ghost also nodded in deep agreement, continuously saying: “Right, right.”

Originally, Jian Chou was also surprised, but after these two spoke, she could only shake her head and smile.

Looking up, Zhang Tang’s pace was neither hurried nor slow. At this distance, he could definitely hear what they were saying, yet he didn’t look back even once, showing no sign of abnormality.

This was quite interesting.

Stepping forward, Jian Chou passed by a tall, round pillar and caught up with Zhang Tang’s pace.

“Are we going to find Immortal Wuzhong now?”

“Immortal Wuzhong has a strange temperament—sometimes saving people, sometimes killing them. Whether we’ll succeed, no one knows. We’re just trying our luck.”

Zhang Tang’s implication was telling Jian Chou not to hold too much hope.

Jian Chou smiled: “Someone who can oppose the Yama Kings of the Eight Directions City without falling into disadvantage must be a formidable figure, a great cultivator. For such a person to help me would be my fortune; if they cannot help me, then I simply wasn’t meant to have such fate. Please rest assured, Lord Tingwei.”

Zhang Tang nodded, seeming quite satisfied with Jian Chou’s response, and said no more.

By this time, Jian Chou had caught up, while Big Head Ghost and Little Head Ghost continued looking around with great excitement, following Zhang Tang while chatting with Jian Chou.

These two were talkative but had a wealth of information they’d heard from others.

Along the way, they poured everything out to Jian Chou, pointing at various buildings in Wrongful Death City and cross-referencing with things they’d heard about.

Through this, Jian Chou learned quite a bit.

Wrongful Death City was the dwelling place for all new ghosts who had “died against heaven’s will.” It could be said to be the birthplace of talent throughout the entire Extreme Domain, and consequently, many Extreme Domain forces had branches stationed here.

Among them, the influence of the Ten Great Ghost Clans was particularly strong, consisting of the Ghost King, Day Wanderer, Night Wanderer, Impermanence, Ox Head, Horse Face, Leopard Tail, Bird Beak, Fish Gill, and Yellow Wasp clans.

Ghost cultivators in Wrongful Death City, after completing basic cultivation, would choose advanced cultivation methods.

Among the many cultivation methods, the most famous were those of the Ten Great Ghost Clans.

Based on different cultivation methods, ghost cultivators would develop different characteristics and be absorbed into the Ten Great Ghost Clans, becoming upper-level cultivators of the underworld with great clan protection, as opposed to independent cultivators.

The kind-hearted white-haired ghost that Big Head Ghost and Little Head Ghost had known previously cultivated the Ox Head Clan’s method and had already cultivated a single ox horn. It was said he had long been favored by the Ox Head Clan and would soon be absorbed into their ranks, making them quite envious.

These Ten Great Ghost Clans were extremely vast, with influence throughout the entire underworld.

In Jian Chou’s view, comparing them to the “strategist families” of the mortal realm’s isolated islands was most appropriate.

Clan members of the Ten Great Ghost Clans didn’t serve exclusively under any single Yama King. Most ghost clans would simultaneously have many excellent clan members enter different Yama Halls.

In other words, the Ten Great Ghost Clans’ influence was deeply intertwined within the Eight Directions Yama Halls.

Even if any particular Yama King fell, the Ten Great Ghost Clans would still exist.

Wrongful Death City was one of the most important places for the Ten Great Ghost Clans to recruit new members.

Here, the influence of the Eight Directions Yama Halls was firmly suppressed by the Ten Great Ghost Clans. Between them existed a relationship of mutual dependence and opposition.

“Look, isn’t that the Impermanence Clan’s territory?”

“The Ten Great Ghost Clans all have branches here! Ox Head Clan, Horse Face Clan, Impermanence Clan—this must be the Ghost King Clan’s place, right? Good heavens, how impressive!”

“Look, look! Is that the Eighteen-Story Earthly Tower up ahead?”

“Reaching the tenth floor gives you a chance to gain the Ten Great Ghost Clans’ recognition, and the upper eight floors give you a chance to gain the Eight Directions Yama Halls’ recognition. Heavens, it’s really so tall!”

…

Jian Chou looked in that direction. By now they had walked deeper into Wrongful Death City, and she could see from afar a tower that seemed to reach the heavens, standing between earth and sky, wrapped in black storms that made it impossible to see what was inside.

She was about to look more closely when she suddenly heard Zhang Tang’s voice: “We’re here.”

The residence of Immortal Wuzhong had arrived.