In a dark street, Fang Qingcang looked up at the sky.
The fox's smiling face had already faded.
After the Special-Grade Park recruited every eligible player in the city, the Demon Domain's invasion vanished. Although he vaguely worried that something might happen, what went on there was beyond his control. The most important thing was the mission at hand.
The Mountain-Moving Tiger whom Guang Zhenren had captured earlier had promptly named several criminal gangs up and down the supply chain.
He recruited independent cultivators and led teams into secret realms or tombs to venture inside and haul treasures out, which he then sold on the black market.
Actually, it was not illegal for cultivators to explore these Immortal Treasures and sell their finds privately, but these black markets often sold corpses and sinister treasures to demonic cultivators. They would even provide services to demons, monsters, and evil spirits, so long as they paid.
As for criminals coming here to fence goods they had murdered and robbed people for, that was even more commonplace.
Thus, black markets had also become a major target of the Supernatural Affairs Bureau's crackdowns.
Today, Fang Qingcang and the others were here to arrest the people running Jiangcheng City's largest black market from behind the scenes. The gang was quite powerful, so the Supernatural Affairs Bureau had sent several captains.
"Confirmed. All the targets are in the room." Lan Zhi's voice came through his earpiece. She was secretly watching from the building opposite.
"Move in now?" Fang Qingcang asked.
"No rush," another captain said through the earpiece. "Their takeout just arrived. Let them finish eating."
This captain had disheveled hair and a tall, thin build. He was a lazy-looking middle-aged man-the very one who had wielded the Silver Threads magical artifact when they arrested the Flame