It rose nine stories high, piercing straight into the clouds above the city.
Layers of auspicious radiance flowed over the tower, each floor a different color. The light grew increasingly brilliant and weighty toward the top, vast and majestic, while the pressure of its Dao resonance climbed floor by floor, each layer building upon the last.
Merely standing before it, one could sense the endless opportunities and supreme foundations concealed within.
"This is the heart of Return to the Ruins City, its largest trading ground—the Myriad Worlds Pavilion." Wei Qing raised a hand toward the tower, his tone full of reverence. "All the city's treasure trading, cultivation technique exchanges, resource swaps, bounty handovers, and sales of opportunities converge here."
"Whether you need God Crystals, medicinal pills, divine weapons, magic treasures, ancient cultivation techniques, or secret realm maps, or wish to forge spiritual treasures, repair divine weapons, or exchange rare materials, as long as you have God Crystals, there is nothing the Myriad Worlds Pavilion cannot sell or do."
Lin Feng gazed intently at the nine-story tower, a trace of gravity and anticipation flashing through his eyes.
Its scale, bearing, and foundations far surpassed every trading ground in the Heavenly Profound Realm and even Heaven Beyond Heaven. It could well be called a premier trading sanctuary of all the heavens and myriad realms.
"What sort of power controls the Myriad Worlds Pavilion?" Lin Feng asked.
Wei Qing's expression grew even more solemn as he said quietly, "The pavilion master is a mysterious, unfathomable, supreme God Sovereign. No one knows or can discern the master's true cultivation, origins, or inherited orthodox lineage. Even the Return to the Ruins Emperor Lord must ordinarily show the pavilion master some respect and yield a little."
"For precisely that reason, the Myriad Worlds Pavilion's reputation has