An oppressive, stifling silence hung in the air.
With a single step, Su Yi arrived before the gold robe man.
The gold robe man trembled in terror and cried, "You... what are you doing? The Black Dragon Guard will never let you off!"
Su Yi seized his neck and exerted force with his fingers, stunning him alive.
Then he began Soul Searching.
"Who is this man? How could he be so domineering?"
The spectators' hearts trembled. They were all intimidated by Su Yi's swift, thunderous methods.
After a long while.
Su Yi withdrew his Divine Sense, his brows knitting together.
This fellow named Jin Yuanmu was an infamous slave trader. Yet within his memories, there was nothing Su Yi wished to learn.
That Bi'an Spirit Clan youth, Fang Han, had been one of a batch of slaves Jin Yuanmu purchased from an underground Black Market within White Reed Continent, before bringing them to Black Dragon Market to sell.
As for why Fang Han had fallen into slavery, Jin Yuanmu did not know either.
It seems I can only ask that youth named Fang Han about this matter.
Su Yi thought to himself.
A descendant of the Bi'an Spirit Clan had actually been reduced to a slave!
While this infuriated Su Yi, it also made him realize that after the passage of countless ages, some tremendous upheaval had likely long since befallen the Bi'an Spirit Clan.
"Bold madman! You actually dare cause trouble in Black Dragon Market! No matter who you are, surrender at once, or be killed without mercy!"
Suddenly, a furious roar rang out.
A group of Black Dragon Guards swept in from afar, all clad in black mystic armor and exuding murderous auras.
Leading them was a tall, imposing man holding a gleaming halberd. The aura around him