Light flickered.
One of Lu Yang's avatars emerged from the teleportation array in Tourang City. He looked around and discovered that the massive city had been completely reduced to ruins.
There had originally been many surviving clansmen in the city, but they had now all been turned into skeletons and piled around the teleportation array like a pyramid. Clearly, this was meant to tell Diliya and the others that all their clansmen had died here.
Cries of vendors came from the distance.
"Damaged mid-god-grade war blades! Guaranteed profit after reforging! Only ten thousand Low God Tier Source Soul Crystals!"
"Fragments of High God armor! Fifty thousand Low God Tier Source Soul Crystals! Just fifty thousand!"
"Divine statues? Divine statues are for sale too! Everything is for sale!"
A group of Low Gods wreathed in nether flames stood around a collapsed pillar at the former site of the plaza. Among them, a Mid God Tier member of the Netherflame Clan was hawking spoils of war.
Several hundred merchants of different races were shouting bids below the platform. No one paid attention to Lu Yang's area, so he cautiously moved closer.
"I'll take this broken half of a High God Tier longsword! Don't any of you fight me for it! One hundred thousand Low God Tier Source Soul Crystals!" A familiar voice calling out a bid made Lu Yang look over curiously. When he saw the man's face, a teasing smile appeared on his lips.
Ma Hui, a member of the Malongduo Family and a merchant of the Shadow Merchant Guild. Back then, he had helped Lu Yang complete his deal with the Black Emperor, exchanging for tens of millions of Source Soul Crystals. That had enabled the Ancient God Race's wild expansion, allowing Lu Yang to send his subordinates everywhere