Though the voice sounded mocking, it put Jiawen on alert. His two eyes stared straight at the pavilion in the Void Expanse. Countless Derivative Spaces had been destroyed in the current Void Expanse, yet this courtyard-like structure had remained intact.
But he had no time to deal with this woman. Li Ziran was being exiled, and the process could not be interrupted. He extended an exceptionally slender arm, the fingers formed from souls lightly tapping above Hippo Ancient City. With a soft pop, the exquisite woman's stalled voice began flowing again, and the trembling Hippo Ancient City settled down once more.
Only then did Jiawen look at the dragon-bodied, human-faced woman and ask warily, "Void Pawnshop has always stayed out of worldly affairs. Could you be its current master?"
"With my meager seniority, how could I count as the master? Someone once carved out one of my eyes, so now I merely want them to return it." The woman softly repeated herself. Before her voice faded, a faint white light pierced the Void Expanse and landed directly upon the soul above Hippo Ancient City.
The soul that had just resumed moving abruptly froze solid, as though it were about to turn entirely to stone.
Jiawen's expression turned ashen. Repaying a favor was naturally not to be believed, but he was deeply wary of this woman who had appeared out of nowhere. More importantly, there was the pavilion behind her—Void Pawnshop, the most mysterious of the three great powers.
Six Flavors House, Void Pawnshop, and Christie's Auction House could be considered the most ancient powers. He had no choice but to remain vigilant, yet it was absolutely impossible to obstruct Christie's plan at this moment.
The Red Soil Continent had completely shattered, and nearly every soul had been devoured. Christie's former