The next day!
Lesser Heaven!
Under the blazing sun, sunlight streamed onto the Bright Moon Tower.
The murderous aura that permeated the surroundings sent a chill down the spines of those standing under the blazing sun.
On the Bright Moon Tower, two men sat across a table from each other. An invisible protective energy enveloped them, isolating their presence and preventing outsiders from detecting them.
The man on the left has striking long white hair that reaches past his shoulders, handsome features, but his eyes are incredibly cold.
The man on the right had his hair tied in a topknot, and his white robe gave him a gentle and refined appearance. He always had a faint smile on his face, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was like a drawn sword, making people afraid to meet his gaze.
If a powerful expert from the Ninefold Heaven were here, they would surely exclaim in surprise upon seeing the two of them.
Cold Eyes and Blood Garb- Leng Yimo!
The Gao Moyan, the Cold and Ruthless Killing Sword!
Even in the Ninefold Heaven, where powerful figures abound, these two still enjoy formidable reputations.
Both of them were powerful cultivators at the Ninth-Turn Samsara, and were only one step away from the Heavenly Venerable Realm.
Leng Yimo is Devil Race cultivator, while Gao Moyan is Human Race sword cultivator.
Originally, the two were enemies in terms of race, but they transcended racial barriers and became best friends.
This bond of life and death was forged 120,000 years ago when the two fought side by side, advancing over countless corpses.
After that battle, both of them were noticed and taken away by the two major sects of the Seventh Heaven.
Although for 120,000 years, due to racial restrictions and some special rules of the Ninefold Heaven, the two have been unable to meet.
However, they often keep in touch privately.
So much so that this trade between the Human Race and Devil Race races was facilitated by the two of them.
Since the cooperation was facilitated by the two individuals, they naturally wouldn't allow anyone to sabotage it in order to maintain this amicable deal.
It was clear from the cold glint in their eyes that they were prepared to unleash a massacre.
Bright Moon Tower, two powerful experts at the Nine-Turn Samsara Realm were chatting idly, while Bright Moon Tower, undercurrents were already surging.
Lin Heng and his companions concealed their identities and dispersed among the onlookers. A kilometer away from Bright Moon Tower, Lin Heng smiled and waited quietly for the transaction to begin.
Sun Yuan, standing to the side, frequently glanced around, his eyes already gleaming with a bloodthirsty light, as if he couldn't wait to start the next battle.
It's noon!
The gates of Bright Moon Tower opened, and four experts at the Samsara Realm from the Blood Demon Sect and the Tyrant Sword Sect emerged one after another.
Zhong Xueyi and Xiao Han, representing the Blood Demon Sect, stood on the left.
Liao Chen and Wen Jue, representing the Tyrant Sword Sect, stood on the right.
These four individuals are all between the first and third Samsara, making them among the top experts on the ninth level of the Ninefold Heaven.
Following the four Samsara Realm, dozens more Nirvana Realm from both factions emerged and dispersed around the Bright Moon Tower to provide protection.
After leaving Bright Moon Tower, Xiao Han glanced at the crowd of onlookers and shouted coldly.
"Everyone, today is a momentous day for the transaction between my Blood Demon Sect and the Tyrant Sword Sect. Just a reminder: once the transaction begins, anyone who enters within 500 meters of the Bright Moon Tower, regardless of the reason, will be jointly killed by both our sects."
Although it was meant as a reminder, Xiao Han's tone carried a strong sense of threat.
No one expressed any dissatisfaction with this.
In the world of cultivators, strength reigns supreme.
Based on the combat strength the opponent has currently demonstrated.
In this Lesser Heaven, really no one dares to challenge them.
Of course, those who were hiding in the shadows and came specifically for this transaction were the exception.
After Xiao Han gave the warning, he glanced back at Zhong Xueyi, who nodded in understanding and followed him forward.
On the other side of the Tyrant Sword Sect, Wen Jue also followed closely behind and arrived at the long table placed in the center of Bright Moon Tower with Zhong Xueyi.
Transactions among the powerful are not particularly complicated; they are simply a matter of bartering.
Over the years, through battles and resource gathering, both factions have naturally acquired a considerable amount of resources belonging to the other race.
Both sides approached this transaction with the idea of a win-win cooperation.
As one after another, treasures powerful enough to cause bloodshed in the Ten Regions were traded.
The atmosphere among the onlookers grew increasingly tense.
Half an hour had passed, and the transaction was more than halfway complete, but it remained calm.
This apparent calm, however, cannot conceal the lurking danger.
Lin Heng, who was hiding in the crowd, noticed that the auras of more than a dozen people were beginning to fluctuate restlessly.
"Within a hundred meters of me, there are already two Samsara Realm and more than ten Nirvana Realm. I wonder just how many powerful figures have come from the Ninefold Heaven this time."
Lin Heng's smile deepened as he sensed the barely concealed aura of those who were hiding.
It seems that the other party's deal has also stirred up some interest among those who were hiding.
As the transaction neared its end, the Heavenly Venerable Origin Treasure was finally brought out.
Moreover, it wasn't just one item; rather, the Blood Demon Sect and the Tyrant Sword Sect each contributed a Heavenly Venerable Origin Treasure with different Power of Origin in exchange.
'Whoosh!'
As the two Heavenly Venerable Spirit Treasure were brought out, powerful auras erupted one after another around Bright Moon Tower.
Finally, he couldn't resist taking action?
Lin Heng clenched his fists, his entire body surging with Source Power, ready to strike at any moment.
"Haha! Wen Jue, Zhong Xueyi, I want the Heavenly Venerable Origin Treasure you possess."
A burst of laughter rang out from the crowd, followed by a figure soaring into the sky, his hunched body bursting with powerful energy.
" Old Man Azure Sky!"
Wen Jue looked at the short man in the air, his eyes gradually turning cold.
At the same time, Zhong Xueyi also unleashed his killing intent, firmly locking onto Old Man Azure Sky.
Locked on by the killing intent of two experts of the same realm, and with two others also glaring at him with hostility, Old Man Azure Sky's expression changed slightly. He couldn't help but look in a certain direction within the crowd. "Why don't you show yourself and make your move? What are you waiting for?"
As soon as Old Man Azure Sky finished speaking, two figures soared into the sky, reaching mid-air in the blink of an eye.
The two people who appeared were both men, and their faces were about 80% similar.
The man on the left is dressed in black and holds a black blade, the weapon gleaming with a faint, eerie light.
The man on the right was dressed in white, his long sword gleaming in the snow, its cold light causing the temperature in this scorching space to drop slightly.
" Life-Taking Twin Swords!"
When the Old Man Azure Sky appeared, Wen Jue didn't pay much attention, but after seeing the Life-Taking Twin Swords, his face darkened.
Although both are at the Third-Turn Samsara, the combination of the Life-Taking Twin Swords makes them far more than just two simple Third-Turn Samsara.
Being twin brothers, and possessing a rather unique cultivation method, the two of them, when working together, could barely put up a fight even against Fourth-Transformation Samsara.
"It's so lively, how could an old man like me not come and join in?"
A muffled sound rang out less than a hundred meters away from Lin Heng, followed by an elderly man with white hair and a cane slowly rising into the air.
" Yin Zhong, even you old codger have come."
Wen Jue's expression grew increasingly grim; clearly, the person who came this time had taken him somewhat by surprise.