Deep within Ghost Mist Forest, the Pink Mist was so dense it had almost solidified.
Fang Han suppressed his aura with the Tortoise Breath Technique while activating the Qi Observation Art, taking in every fluctuation of blood qi within a hundred yards.
"Quite a crowd."
More than a dozen fluctuations of blood qi were scattered through the depths of the mist, varying in strength.
Most belonged to dark-strength martial artists. They moved slowly through the mist with steady steps, clearly no strangers to this gathering.
Another three or four auras were exceptionally powerful. As they walked, force qi pushed aside the fallen leaves beneath their feet, forming ripples visible to the naked eye. These were clearly transformed force experts.
One aura was more elusive than all the others, hidden in the deepest mist, flickering in and out of perception.
Even with the Qi Observation Art, Fang Han could barely catch a trace of it.
Fang Han's heart stirred. He reckoned this person had at least reached perfected transformed force, and might even be at half-step grade entry.
It seemed the Black Market in Ghost Mist Forest had greater appeal than he had expected.
As he watched, something happened.
Three sharp claps suddenly rang out from deep within the Pink Mist.
The crisp, resounding applause echoed through the thick mist. Then a clear voice carried through it in every direction.
"The Ghost Mist Forest Black Market is now open. Anyone wishing to trade, follow my voice and conduct your transactions here."
The voice paused, its tone turning cold.
"The old rules still apply. While the Black Market is open, fighting is forbidden in the forest. Once you leave Ghost Mist Forest, you may do as you please."
Having said that, the speaker fell silent.
He gave a cold chuckle, his laughter