Since White Jade City soared into the sky, Lin Feng's figure turned into an imperceptible stream of light and blended into the boundless void of Immortal World.
He unfolded "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" according to the star map coordinates stripped from the memory of Devil Lord Bloodslaughter. Each step he took covered a distance that an ordinary immortal would need to fly for several days.
Immortal World is huge beyond imagination.
Even at his current speed, it took him three days to cross a small half of White Jade Immortal Province and reach the edge marked on the star map.
A space fault called Abyss of Exile by Immortal Court.
This is the end of the Immortal World order. Law of Space is like broken glass, with deadly void turbulence and dimensional cracks everywhere.
The rich fairy spirit became thin and violent here, and was replaced by a chaotic, dead Chaos breath full of negative energy.
Lin Feng hovered on a huge floating meteorite. Chaos Sword Eyes penetrated through the fog and quickly locked onto an anomaly.
It was a huge crack that stretched across the void like a scar on a giant beast.
Inside the crack, a huge star that had long since died could be vaguely seen, its entire body showing a grayish color.
What that star emits is not starlight.
Rather, it is a heart-stopping darkness that seems to swallow up all light.
"Heaven's Edge Ghost Market... It is indeed a good place to hide dirt and evil."
Lin Feng whispered to himself, a hint of coldness rising from the corner of his mouth.
He did not approach rashly, but with a thought in his mind, he quietly ran "Myriad Paths Furnace Scripture".
The black robe on his body is no longer a simple shield, but is squirming like a living creature, and the lines and materials on it are undergoing subtle changes.
In the end, it was settled into a most ordinary gray linen garment that had even been washed white in some places.
Immediately afterwards, the bones made a "crackling" sound that ordinary people could not hear, and the muscles squirmed.
But in just a few breaths, his handsome face with sharp edges was revealed.
He turned into a middle-aged Rogue Cultivator, about forty years old, with an ordinary face, high cheekbones and sinister eyes.
The whole person's temperament has also been restrained from an extremely sharp sword about to be unsheathed, to a poisonous snake entrenched in a dark corner, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
This is not only a disguise on the outside, but also a deep mimicry that includes breath, charm, and even soul fluctuations.
[Night Wind].
This is the new name he gave himself, a codename destined to make waves in Ghost Market.
After doing all this, Lin Feng flew towards the death star unhurriedly.
The closer you get, the more intense the primitive aura of chaos, violence, and blood becomes, as if a huge whirlpool is dragging all living things into Abyss.
When he finally landed on the dusty earth of the ruins of the stars.
The first thing I saw was the legendary entrance.
A huge bronze ghost door, one hundred feet high, seemed to appear out of thin air on the cliff.
Thousands of painfully twisted human faces are carved on the door, lifelike, as if they are wailing silently, exuding unsettling resentment.
In front of the ghost gate is a vast platform.
On the platform, two golden-armored puppets ten feet tall and holding giant axes stood like mountains, with bloody flames burning in their empty eye sockets.
The terrifying aura of Heavenly Immortal Peak exudes unabashedly, shocking all visitors.
At this time, a bloody drama was taking place on the platform.
Demon Cultivator, a Earth Immortal Realm, seemed to want to get away with it, and presented a shoddy magic weapon that looked like the light was flowing, but in fact had long lost its spirituality.
The blood-colored eyes of one of the golden-armored puppets flickered, and a cold mechanical voice sounded, "Those who blaspheme the rules, die."
Before he finished speaking, the giant ax swept out, bringing with it a cold light that tore Space-Rending apart!
That Earth Immortal Demon Cultivator didn't even have time to scream, before he was chopped in half, and the demon blood and internal organs were spread all over the floor.
The puppet stretched out its huge metal palm and threw the corpse into the Endless Abyss at the edge of the platform. The action was as skillful as if it had been done thousands of times.
On the other side, two demon cultivators with strong auras were arguing over the admission fee of one hundred Supreme-Grade Immortal Crystal, which eventually turned into a life-and-death fight.
There were flashes of swords and shadows, and demonic energy surged. In just a dozen breaths, one of them was pierced through the heart by another with a poison-quenched bone blade.
The winner smiled ferociously, cut off the opponent's head, raised it high, and shouted to the golden-armored puppet, "One! According to the rules, I can go in!"
"Accurate."
The golden-armored puppet responded without any trouble. The demon cultivator held up his bloody head and walked into the slowly opening ghost door with a smile.
Lin Feng took in all this without any fluctuation in his eyes. This is the law of Ghost Market, the naked law of the jungle. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he took out a small bag from the storage ring and threw it away.
"One hundred yuan, no more, no less."
The golden-armored puppet mechanically took it, and the light in its blood-colored eyes swept across it. After confirming that it was correct, it uttered the same single syllable as before. "Correct."
"Boom."
The thick bronze ghost door opened a gap for him. Lin Feng stepped in without changing his expression.
Behind the door is another world.
It was as if I had traveled from the desolate and silent cosmic cemetery to the most depraved and prosperous magic city in an instant. The huge underground cave was so high that it reached no top. The dome was inlaid with countless unknown crystals that emitted colorful and strange light, illuminating the entire Ghost Market in a strange light, like daylight.
A stronger and more turbid smell hit his face. It was a mixture of the smell of inferior fairy wine, fresh blood, the stench of monsters, the smell of demon cultivators' sulfur, and various unknown spices. It was enough to make any pampered immortal vomit on the spot.
The wide streets are paved with black volcanic rocks, which always have a moist and sticky feeling. On both sides of the streets, there are all kinds of weird shops: a weapons shop built with a complete skull of Starfield Great Beast, with green will-o'-wisps burning in the eye sockets; a shop built with Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice The elixir shop inside the store sells all kinds of forbidden drugs and poisonous elixirs; the most shocking thing is a huge "slave market". In huge cages, creatures from various races are imprisoned. There are even several immortals who are not weak in cultivation. They are stripped of their fairy clothes, wearing forbidden collars, and their eyes are numb and displayed like goods.
On the street, there was a huge crowd of people, shoulder to shoulder. The demon cultivator with two horns and full of demonic aura passed by the Demon Race great sage wearing scales and Demon Qi soaring into the sky; the ghost king, who was erratic and full of ghostly aura, bargained with an immortal Rogue Cultivator who looked like an immortal, but in fact had gleaming eyes.
Lin Feng firmly suppressed his aura in Earth Immortal First Level, blending in with the crowd, like a drop of water blending into the sewage ditch, inconspicuous. As he walked, he raised his ears and captured all kinds of information around him.
"Have you heard? Myriad Treasures Tower is going to hold a big auction recently. It is said to be the poster's 100th birthday party, and all the treasures coming out are treasures from the bottom of the box!"
"Tch, no matter how good the treasure is, you can't afford it. I heard another thing. There was a ruthless man from White Jade Immortal Province, who called himself Demon Suppression Division. He wiped out the Wang, Li, and Zhao families overnight. Even Golden Immortal-level Devil Lord Bloodslaughter was killed with one sword!"
"Are you bragging? Kill Golden Immortal with one sword? Do you think Immortal King is born?"
"Believe it or not, the whole White Jade Immortal Province is about to be turned upside down now, and everyone is trying to find out the origin of that madman named 'Lin Feng'."
When he heard his name, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth rose slightly at an angle that no one noticed. Very good, the greater the movement, the greater the pressure on Immortal Lord of the Seven Luminaries's side.
At this moment, a stall owner who was as skinny as a skeleton and had sunken eyes stopped him. On the rag in front of him were several dark bones and some rusty fragments.
"Fellow Daoist, stay!" The stall owner's voice was hoarse like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other. "Looking at your calm breath and electric eyes, you must be someone who knows the goods! I have a treasure here that was just dug out from an ancient immortal tomb. This finger bone is a genuine Golden Immortal finger bone, and it also contains a trace of the law of immortality! Only thirty thousand Immortal Crystal, fellow Daoist, your chance has come!"
Lin Feng just glanced at him indifferently, his eyes were cold and empty, without a trace of human emotion, as if he was looking at a stone on the roadside. The skeleton stall owner was so frightened by this glance that he felt as if he was being targeted by a Primordial World ferocious beast. His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and he retracted his hand in a dignified manner, not daring to say another word.
Lin Feng ignored him and continued to move forward. His eyes had already been attracted by the building in the distance that stood like Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle in the center of the entire Ghost Market.
It was a thousand-foot-tall black gold pagoda, like a giant pillar that stretched from the center of the underground cave to the invisible dome. The tower was filled with light, and countless powerful immortal runes were slowly flowing, exuding an inviolable majesty.
[Myriad Treasures Tower].
Without asking, Lin Feng knew that it must be the center of Heaven's Edge Ghost Market, and it was also the place where the auction was held as stated on the [Heavenly Demon Grand Altar] token.
His goal is clear.
He withdrew his gaze, blended in with the strange crowd, and walked step by step towards the black gold pagoda that represented wealth and power. His figure, like a ghost, silently blended into the shadow of this City of Sin with a purpose that could subvert everything.