As his vision rippled, Zhang Yuanqing arrived at the black market. The market-stall layout had been replaced by a proper auction hall, with a foldable, retractable metal platform serving as the auction stage.
The metal stage, over three meters high, was carpeted in red and hung with a banner reading "House of Myriad Treasures Auction."
Below it stood several dozen high-backed chairs. Each chair came with a simple tea table laden with fruits and tea from the Spirit Realm. Yet the auction hall was empty, with no guests seated.
There were still twenty minutes until the auction began. At the moment, all the guests had gathered around the octagonal cage to the south to watch a ring match.
Inside the massive octagonal cage, twenty meters in diameter, two Transcendent Stage fighters were locked in a fierce battle—one a Voodoo Master, the other a Wood Demon.
Cheers and shouts of approval filled the air.
Generally speaking, Saints rarely entered the ring for life-and-death battles unless they had a mortal enemy or the prize money was exceptionally tempting. Most of those who fought in the ring were Transcendent Stage practitioners, and most of them were independents.
The Voodoo Master, who had transformed into a gu creature, was clearly stronger and suppressed the Wood Demon throughout the fight. But the Wood Demon was agile, powerful, and capable of detoxifying himself, so the Voodoo Master had yet to kill him. He could only struggle on bitterly.
Zhang Yuanqing only watched for a few moments before realizing that the Wood Demon's defeat and death were merely a matter of time.
Evil Professions were inherently stronger than orderly ones, and in such a cramped, simple arena, the Wood Demon could never defeat the Voodoo Master in a physical fight.
If it were a Scout, their martial