Divine Fire City.
It was merely a small city within the vast territory of the Myriad Law Immortal Sect, with a population of just over a hundred thousand.
It had always been peaceful and tranquil, but today, that peace had been shattered.
The reason was that outsiders had held an auction in the city.
This auction had drawn many people, including no shortage of powerful cultivators.
Then, during the auction, an accident occurred. Disciples of the Myriad Law Immortal Sect and the Profound Heaven Immortal Sect had both set their sights on the same item.
After a fierce bidding war, the item had ultimately fallen into the hands of a Myriad Law Immortal Sect disciple.
But the Profound Heaven Immortal Sect disciples had not let the matter rest. They had followed him into the city and brazenly attacked, intending to seize it by force.
Boom!
A figure like a snapped kite string crashed viciously into a silk shop beside the street.
A cloud of dust rose, and the nearby pedestrians fled in panic like startled birds.
"Wouldn't it have been better to hand it over obediently? Why force me to do it myself? Why bother?"
A cold, mocking voice rang out clearly from the fleeing crowd.
Then, a young man in a fiery red robe walked against the flow of people, sauntering into the collapsed shop.
Inside, Li Jianxing looked utterly bedraggled. He barely managed to support himself with his sword planted against the ground. He was covered in wounds, and a distinct palm print had caved in his chest.
Pfft!
Li Jianxing spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs, glaring viciously at the man before him.
"You bastard, all you dare do is launch sneak attacks," Li Jianxing cursed.
After three years