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Cultivators in the Dark Sea Region were combative, but certain rules still existed. At the very least, in a place where cultivators gathered, such as a Marketplace, private fighting was forbidden.
As a Supreme Elder of the Scorpion Stone Island Marketplace, he naturally had even less reason to break this rule.
The moment Qin Fengming stepped onto Scorpion Stone Island, he felt a surge of restrictive power rush toward him. If not for the hazy, luminous radiance emitted by the token in his hand that wrapped around his body, he reckoned he truly would have been unable to take even a single step.
After passing through a hundred-zhang-thick layer of restrictive radiance, Qin Fengming finally entered Scorpion Stone Island.
Turning around to look at the barrier wall of the formation behind him, the blue light in Qin Fengming's eyes lingered for a long while.
He had already been in the Spirit Realm for quite some time. He had seen many sect restrictions on Ice Plains Island, but none had possessed the weight and grandeur of the restriction before him.
This place was merely a small island only a few dozen li across, and the sole thing it protected was a Marketplace. Yet it actually possessed such a restrictive formation. This was enough to show that the Dark Sea Region's restrictive formations were clearly superior to those on Ice Plains Island.
This made Qin Fengming's heart stir restlessly.
He turned around and, without further delay, headed straight for the vast cluster of buildings ahead.
Before him stood dozens of tall, imposing towers and halls. If he had not known this place was a Marketplace, Qin Fengming truly would have found it difficult to imagine that these buildings housed a Marketplace selling all kinds of materials.
The halls had