Underground Black Market

People bustled back and forth here, with someone shouting their wares or haggling from time to time. It seemed that in this place, no one was particularly afraid of having their identity discovered. After watching carefully for a while, Huo Hai finally noticed how the people here differed from those aboveground.

So that was it. Where did they get these things? Huh, they were all laid out here. This was not the sort of place where one should uphold the spirit of asking whenever one did not understand. Looking closely, he found that these people's voices had all been greatly altered. When many of them spoke, one could tell upon careful listening that they did not sound like normal people at all. They also wore masks on their faces.

Looking at the others again, Huo Hai saw that after entering the Underground Black Market, they would casually pick up a mask and put it on. Then they would slip something resembling a scarf around their necks.

Huo Hai thought it over. Since he was here, he might as well do as the locals did. He picked up a mask, weighed it in his hand, and casually put it over his face. The Star Gu had already inspected it beforehand and found nothing wrong with the mask.

Afterward, he put the scarf-like item beside it around his neck. Though it looked like a scarf, it was actually extremely thin and soft. Looking closely, there seemed to be a simple Spirit Formation inside it.

Huo Hai tried saying a few words, and his voice immediately changed. "So that's how it is. It seems this Spirit Formation is used to alter one's voice." Huo Hai had always attached great importance to keeping his identity secret. With these things protecting him, he was even