The Starwatching Platform was a massive circular altar.
The entire altar had been forged from a single piece of Obsidian Spirit Crystal, its surface smooth as a mirror, reflecting the arrogant silver-white sky above.
Obsidian Spirit Crystal—this was something incomparably precious.
Even Ye Lin had not expected the Heavenly Eye Spirit Race to be so extravagant.
Such an enormous piece of Obsidian Spirit Crystal could fetch several billion trade points no matter what.
Excellent. Ye Lin had already quietly made a note of this thing in his heart.
Once I become a Quasi-Saint, if I'm ever short on money, I'll come here and make a haul.
For now, though, forget it.
Dozens of figures were already standing beside the Starwatching Platform.
Judging from their auras, Ye Lin recognized them as the younger generation of the Heavenly Eye Spirit Race.
More than a dozen of them stood in the distance. Each had a condensed aura and silver light in their eyes, and all of them were at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.
When they looked at Ye Lin, there was not the slightest trace of reverence for one of the Eastern Region Top Hundred or a disciple of the Heavenly Blade Sage.
There was only the scrutinizing gaze one might cast upon an insignificant animal.
They were observing Ye Lin, and Ye Lin was observing them as well.
What surprised Ye Lin was that he could not see through these people's auras at all.
Though their auras were openly displayed, they were incomparably complex, and Ye Lin could not distinguish them for the moment.
Under normal circumstances, when Ye Lin looked at cultivators of the same realm, he could tell their approximate strength at a glance.
But with these dozen or so people, he could not do that.