Though the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had once been fabulously wealthy and enjoyed a legacy spanning ten thousand years, it had lost much of its former glory. Even so, it remained one of the most powerful forces on the continent.
The Nine Treasure Pavilion was the clan's chain of trading halls—or perhaps outposts—in the continent's major prosperous cities. Shrek City was naturally no exception.
The Nine Treasure Pavilion in Shrek City stood in the north of the city. A hundred meters tall and covering an enormous area, it was made entirely of lustrous white jade, displaying the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's staggering wealth for all to see.
With the person in charge of the Nine Treasure Pavilion leading the way, Mo Yuan and Ning Tian headed straight to the top floor without any obstruction.
When they reached the top floor and pushed open a pair of heavy doors, they found themselves in a spacious, lavishly decorated room. Mo Yuan glanced around, about to ask Ning Tian where the Soul Devouring Engraving Knife was—
A barely perceptible ripple in space appeared behind them.
Mo Yuan sensed the faint spatial fluctuation the instant it appeared.
But before he could instinctively dodge, a large hand, its skin as dry and wrinkled as tree bark, settled gently on his shoulder.
The movement seemed featherlight, like that of an ordinary old man. Yet the moment the hand touched Mo Yuan's shoulder, an overwhelming pressure—enough to make the heavens collapse—pinned him in place.
Stunned that someone could approach him without a sound and wield such strength, Mo Yuan prepared to burn his blood essence and call upon Electrolux in his Sea of Consciousness to intervene.
But then Electrolux's words immediately put him at ease.
"Don't panic, young friend Mo. The person behind you means