In Zhang Yu's field of vision, vast quantities of information and matter surged toward it. Whether it was the factory workers' souls, thoughts, vital energy, or magical power, all of it was being madly drawn into that Yin Artifact.
Even Zhang Yu himself felt every part of his body stirring restlessly. If not for the protection of the Nine Heavens Primordial Sun Pagoda, things would have gone badly.
The crystal at the center of his brow in particular throbbed again and again, as if it would fly out the next moment.
In that instant, the Yin Artifact that had come from nowhere seemed to transform into a black hole, frantically absorbing every memory, emotion, scrap of flesh, and trace of magical power...
Meanwhile, the workers visibly wasted away, as though they were about to become skeletons.
Just then, another figure descended into the Spirit Realm.
Myriad Transformations Divine Lord said coldly, "Nectar, you're being far too presumptuous."
Nectar Divine Lord burst into laughter. "So what if I am? At worst, I'll just pay compensation."
"Compensation..." Myriad Transformations Divine Lord said calmly. "Fine. How much can you pay?"
The next moment, to Zhang Yu's surprise, a price-hike notification popped up.
Then he discovered that the prices of everything around him had begun to skyrocket.
The value of the factory's equipment, its personnel, the materials scattered across the floor, even the compensation payment for College Students... everything was soaring madly.
Watching this, Zhang Yu felt as though endless danger surrounded him. If he took even one careless step and bumped into something, he might lose every last possession he had.
From within the Spirit Realm came Nectar Divine Lord's startled voice. "You old bastard Wanhua, when did you gain such control over prices?"
Myriad Transformations Divine Lord said, "Nectar, this move is