"What person is that? The three great mercenary corps are conducting business. All irrelevant parties, retreat at once!" The Flying Tiger Mercenary Corps' vice commander, already bursting with pent-up fury, flew into a rage upon hearing the voice.
The Scorpion vice commander sneered as well. "Hmph, how long has it been since someone so fond of meddling appeared near Cross Canyon? Looks like we'll have some fun today." Everyone turned toward the source of the voice. At that moment, a person shrouded from head to toe in a black robe slowly approached, seeming not to take them seriously at all.
The Windpiercer vice commander frowned, then cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask who you are, sir, and which sect or school you come from?" There were many who did not fear them—some knew neither heaven nor earth, while others had powerful backing.
Though the three great mercenary corps had resounding reputations, that was because they were located in Cross Canyon, a perilous place with few special resources. The spiritual energy of Cross Canyon was used to nurture Spirit Beasts and sustain the Celestial Star Sect's grand sect-protecting formation. Thus, although the spiritual energy here was exceptionally dense, it had not produced many resources.
The three great mercenary corps could rule like kings here, but if they provoked a major power in the Ink Lotus Domain, crushing them would be no different from crushing an ant. The others all watched Huo Hai with guarded expressions.
Huo Hai gave a cold laugh. "I belong to no sect or school. I'm merely an idle wanderer. But since you intend to seize my possessions, naturally I cannot ignore it." At this moment, Flying Fish finally recognized who had come.
He had thought the newcomer's voice sounded very familiar. Now that he saw