After all, the things she could bring out—the things the entire Human Race could bring out—were no different from trash in his eyes.
There was simply nothing he found worthy of his attention.
"Further up is the slave trading area. Want to take a look? Once we're done browsing, it'll be time to leave."
"This Starry Tower really is boring to the extreme."
Ye Lin spoke indifferently to Liu Yun behind him. It had been a long time since he had fought seriously, and his hands were starting to itch. Once he had seen this so-called slave trading ground, it would be time to leave.
After leaving this place, he would verify whether that so-called Supreme Dharma was real. If it was, he would make a killing; if it was fake, it did not matter much.
Once everything was done, he would leave this so-called remote land and head somewhere that could make his blood boil.
Staying with the weak would only turn one into a mediocrity. Only by staying with the strong could one become stronger.
This was an eternal truth.
"Then let's go. There's nothing much to see in the slave market anyway."
Liu Yun was utterly bored. In her view, this so-called slave trading area was the dullest place in the entire Starry Tower.
But since her client wanted to see it, then they could take a look.
Liu Yun then activated the formation, and everyone instantly vanished from where they stood.
The Starry Tower was immense. Every floor was comparable to a small world. Within such vast spaces, in order to make travel more convenient, formation masters from the various races had joined forces, spending countless years and materials, as well as immense financial and material resources, to finally inscribe teleportation formations throughout the Starry Tower.