[Fortunately, your cultivation realm had advanced greatly. You had now reached the level of an Eight-turn Golden Immortal. After the transformation of Breath Concealment and Cloud Swallowing, even the Old Dragon King of the Immortal King Third Realm had failed to see through this layer of identity skin you wore.]
[Moreover, this was only a Trade Fair. Unless someone voluntarily exposed their aura, no one would casually probe another's cultivation realm. Thus, the chances of you being exposed were not great. Or rather, you had already gained the preliminary qualifications to enter the sight of these "great figures."]
[In the 840,585th year, after staying on Empty Nether Floating Island for three years, the time for the Trade Fair finally arrived.]
[The format of this Trade Fair differed somewhat from those you had attended before. You followed the Old Dragon King into a lavish room. The environment here was better and more comfortable than the elevated platform outside. The room's formations alone possessed considerable concealment abilities, making it impossible for others to see what was happening within, while those inside could take in everything outside at a glance. For no reason at all, it gave those within a sense of standing above everyone else.]
[Only powerful beings at the Immortal King level were specially assigned such rooms. It had to be said that the experienced organizers had actually made adjustments for such minor details in order to curry favor with the Immortal Kings.]
[The living beings gathered around the high platform beneath the rooms felt no displeasure at such an arrangement, because those people not only stood above their heads like the rooms themselves, but also surpassed them in strength.]
[If such figures truly sat beside them, they would instead be unable to sit still in peace. This arrangement actually made