841: Wanbaolou

"Yes! This subordinate understands!" Old Black Mu responded solemnly, though his heart trembled at the immense confidence and dominance revealed in Yao Delong's indifferent words.

Under Old Black Mu's full exertion, the speed of the Ghost Shadow Shuttle was pushed to its absolute limit.

More than half a day later!

The void was torn asunder, and the Ghost Shadow Shuttle, like an elegant black phantom, glided silently out of the spatial tunnel and came to a halt outside an incomparably massive ancient city!

River of Oblivion City!

This giant city, situated in the eastern part of the Xuan Ye Dynasty, now seemed like an awakening prehistoric beast! The city, already enormous, was now buzzing with people, and the clamor reached the clouds! The sky was woven with streaks of light as various flying Magic Treasures and Cultivators riding Yao Beasts converged from all directions, as dense as a migrating swarm of bees!

On the ground, the streets wide enough for ten horse carriages to pass side-by-side were crowded shoulder-to-shoulder. High-level Cultivators, scions of aristocratic families, powerful Loose Cultivators, and even some demonic Cultivators with eerie Auras and hidden identities were all mixed together!

An atmosphere mixed with excitement, greed, tension, and a chilling killing intent enveloped the entire city!

Yao Delong's Divine Thought, like an invisible tide, instantly covered nearly half the city. With just this rough sweep, his heart stirred slightly.

"The Aura of the Void Refining Realm... at least seven or eight of them! Soul Transformation Cultivators are as numerous as crucian carp crossing a river..." he whispered, his eyes flashing with sharp light. "It seems the bait thrown out by the Sun Moon Divine Cult this time is indeed substantial! Even those old monsters who have been in seclusion for years have been stirred."

"Master, the best place to stay in the city is 'Wangxiang Residence.' It has a deep background and is the best source for information. Shall we head there first?" Old Black Mu suggested.

"Very well," Yao Delong nodded.

The two of them put away the Ghost Shadow Shuttle and blended into the surging crowd below like two drops of water into the ocean. Old Black Mu led the way, his Evil Qi naturally spreading out to form an invisible repulsive field, causing the surrounding crowd to be pushed aside involuntarily, clearing a path for Yao Delong.

Yao Delong kept his Aura restrained, appearing like an unremarkable attendant. However, his composed demeanor made some high-level Cultivators who caught a glimpse of him feel instinctively wary.

Wangxiang Residence, located in the most prosperous area of the city, was a magnificent nine-story building with carved beams, painted rafters, and swirling Spiritual Qi. Before even stepping inside, one could hear the boiling sound of human voices—various discussions, laughter, and arguments all mixed together.

"Welcome, two Immortals! Please come in! Do you have a reservation?" A clever Shop Assistant, sensing the faint Aura of fierce Evil Qi on Old Black Mu, dared not be negligent and hurried forward to greet them.

Old Black Mu casually tossed out several Mid-Grade Spirit Stones as if throwing pebbles. "Arrange a private booth, and two of your best 'Heavenly Quiet Cultivation Rooms.' Make sure they are quiet."

The Shop Assistant caught the Spirit Stones skillfully, his smile becoming even more fawning. "Understood! Immortals, please follow me to the 'Guanlan Pavilion' private booth on the second floor!" He was secretly delighted; this guest was generous and had an extraordinary Aura, clearly a major customer!

The two were led into an elegantly decorated private booth on the second floor by a window. Outside, the main thoroughfare of the River of Oblivion City was fully visible, with its flow of people and carriages. Old Black Mu expertly ordered several signature spiritual dishes and spiritual wines of Wangxiang Residence.

"...Tsk tsk, the Sun Moon Divine Cult is really going all out this time! I heard that besides the 'Nine Nether Heavenly Evil Art,' the finale includes a complete Ten-Thousand-Year Blood Bodhi!"

"A Ten-Thousand-Year Blood Bodhi?! That is a supreme treasure for tempering the physique and igniting the blood-qi divine fire! It's said to be of great benefit even for Body Cultivators breaking through a Bottleneck!"

"More than that! I also heard there is a drop of nine nether earth core milk! It contains the purest Earth Element Origin and Reincarnation Life Qi; it's a Saint Grade item for refining substitute Puppets and practicing Earth Element Divine Abilities!"

"Hmph, as good as the treasures are, you need a life to take them! I heard the Nine Nether Sect has issued a death order, strictly forbidding their Disciples from participating. In my view, this auction is a powder keg!"

"Hehe, only when the two sects fight do we have a chance to fish in troubled waters! I heard many old monsters from hidden seclusions have made a move..."

"Better be careful, don't end up as cannon fodder instead of catching any fish..."

Information flooded into Yao Delong's Sea of Consciousness like a tide. Although most were rumors and speculation, they confirmed the preciousness of the auction items and the tension of the situation. He even captured one or two extremely obscure transmissions encrypted with special secret methods, seemingly involving words like "ambush," "manpower," and "backup," but the parties were extremely cautious, and the content was intermittent and difficult to fully decipher.

After listening for a while and finding no other useful information, Yao Delong withdrew his Divine Thought. The frantic Alchemy of the previous days had indeed consumed a huge amount of Primordial Spirit power, and he needed quiet rest to recover.

"Let's go up and rest," Yao Delong said to Old Black Mu, putting down his teacup.

"Yes, Master," Old Black Mu immediately rose to follow.

The Shop Assistant led them to two "Heavenly Quiet Cultivation Rooms" on the top floor. The rooms were indeed filled with abundant Spiritual Qi and equipped with powerful soundproofing Restrictions and Spirit Gathering Formations, creating a quiet and elegant environment. Yao Delong entered one of them and sat cross-legged on a jade bed. His Aura slowly calmed as he entered a state of deep breathing regulation.

Time passed, and it was soon the afternoon of the next day.

The atmosphere in the River of Oblivion City became even more heated and tense. The number of Cultivators on the streets had increased, and their goals were surprisingly consistent—the grand building in the city center constructed of massive obsidian that exuded an ancient and majestic Aura: Ten Thousand Treasures Tower! At this moment, the doors of Ten Thousand Treasures Tower were wide open, and countless Cultivators, holding various tokens or invitations, were filing in under the guidance and guard of elite Disciples of the Sun Moon Divine Cult!

Old Black Mu had long been waiting respectfully outside Yao Delong's door.

Creak—

The door opened, and Yao Delong stepped out slowly. His appearance and Aura were still ordinary, but in the depths of his calm eyes, there seemed to be the birth and death of endless stars. His Primordial Spirit power had recovered to its Peak state, and his spirit was full.

"Master, it is almost time," Old Black Mu bowed.

"Mm, let's go," Yao Delong nodded indifferently.

Without further words, the two followed the surging crowd and walked steadily toward Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, the place that was about to ignite a storm.

Following the crowd, the two soon arrived before the breathtakingly grand gates of Ten Thousand Treasures Tower.

Observing from a close distance, Yao Delong's pupils contracted imperceptibly.

How was this just a building? It was clearly a peerless Magic Treasure that suppressed a whole region of heaven and earth!

The entire structure was made of an unknown black obsidian, with dark golden profound runes flowing over its surface, faintly forming the core of a powerful Formation for spatial suppression and energy absorption! The entire tower exuded a deep, ancient, majestic pressure like a sleeping giant. Its grade... was far above a Heaven-Grade Weapon! It was at least at the xuanhuang dao artifact level! Perhaps even higher!

'The Heavenly Demon Sect... truly has a deep foundation! To actually bring out such a heavy treasure to serve as an auction house!' Yao Delong felt a chill in his heart, and his vigilance rose to the highest level. Inside such a Magic Treasure, there would surely be numerous traps and dense Formations!

However, he had absolute confidence in his Technique of Shifting Form and Changing Aura, performed with the Origin power of the Thousand Mechanisms Formless Art. Unless an old monster of the Mahayana stage—one who had truly touched the Origin of the Laws of heaven and earth and could perceive the finest details—arrived in person, it would be impossible to see through him!