Dead Demon City

The pathway was made up of greenish black tiles, and spanning only a few feet in width. On both sides of the pathway, the water surface was turbulent and ominous. Lin Fan could not shake off the feeling that there was something beneath the surface of the water.

But of course, that was just an uneasy feeling he had. As for the truth? No one knew.

"Make way…make way…!"

Just then, a series of ruffled shouts came from the back. Turning around, Lin Fan was shocked momentarily and stepped aside. A fleeting majestic horse carriage passed by him and a series of curses came along behind it.

"Hush, that’s the carriage of the Yao Family of the Dead Demon City! Don’t you wanna live anymore?"

"Huh…for real?’"

"Of course! Did you not see the five-clawed emblem at the back of the carriage?!? That’s the coat of arms for the Yao Family!"