Kong Sang Marketplace.
Fang Xi returned to Sang Qing Peak, but he still felt that something was amiss.
"An eighth-tier treasure, and a Lightning Transformation Treasure at that... Even if it's incomplete, its appearance at the Ink Sect's Grand Auction is rather strange..."
"In any case, avoiding it was the right choice."
He had abundant survival experience. Although he had discovered nothing at the time, his instincts told him that something was wrong.
But later, when Zuo Xiaoxuan reported that the Mechanism City Grand Auction had ended smoothly, and that the Imperial Dragon Sect had sold everything it could and scraped together a Spirit Ointment for Spirit Transmutation, a large quantity of True Blood Pills, and Ten Thousand Year Spirit Grass, becoming the ultimate victor and successfully bidding for the 'Hun Yuan Heavenly Net Umbrella'; when the Ink Sect's Mechanism City had set sail once more and everything had returned to normal, Fang Xi began to feel that perhaps he had simply been overthinking things.
Even so, if given another chance, he still would not compete with a Void Returning Cultivator for anything...
At that moment, Fang Xi stood atop Sang Qing Peak. The Six Paths Demonic Flame had completely transformed into the color of Yellow Springs Ghost Fire, continuously burning the Ten Thousand Year Yellow Springs Wood before him.
His ten fingers shifted constantly as one spell art after another was rapidly struck into the Yellow Springs Ghost Fire before him.
Under the searing flames of the Yellow Springs Ghost Fire, this section of Ten Thousand Year Yellow Springs Wood had continuously condensed, transforming into a six-foot-long formation pole.
"Go!"
In Fang Xi's right hand, the 'Xuan Ming Banner' emerged and transformed into a pitch-black Nether River that curved nine times and eighteen bends.
Fang Xi spat out a