After confirming that it was indeed the secret signal Ye Xiwen and the Pill Emperor had agreed upon beforehand, Ye Xiwen finally read it. The Pill Emperor had been trapped in a marketplace, surrounded by numerous powerful enemies, and needed Ye Xiwen to rescue him.
Ye Xiwen had also heard of this marketplace. It had no fixed location and appeared at random, formed so that the Emperor Lords could exchange what they had obtained on the Creation Road.
Thus, neither its location nor its timing was fixed; it depended on the circumstances and needs.
Although the Pill Emperor had not said so in the blood letter, if even someone of his cultivation could not escape, then he must have encountered an extremely formidable opponent.
And if such a powerful opponent had not originally been provoked by him, then the answer was obvious—they had come for Ye Xiwen.
"Another bunch coming for me!" Ye Xiwen's expression was cold, and a trace of killing intent surfaced.
To him, their intentions could not have been more obvious. Even the Pill Emperor might have been bait, bait meant to lure him over.
But so what?
It seemed he would have to go alone to the meeting today.
With that thought, Ye Xiwen's figure completely vanished into the void, speeding toward the distance.
Ye Xiwen had undergone an astonishing transformation in this short time, yet the outside world knew nothing of it and continued as before.
A marketplace hidden deep within the void, a marketplace established solely for Emperor Lords—those who could enter it were all rulers of the endless worlds, lofty and invincible beings. Though it was merely a marketplace created out of thin air, it was still magnificent and resplendent, like an earthly paradise. Towering buildings rose from the ground. Those unaware might