The trade square of Evil Dragon City was divided into concentric layers.
The outer rings teemed with rogue cultivators, wandering experts, and small sects struggling to hawk their wares. Spirit ores, mutated beast cores, and low-grade corpse puppets traded hands at dizzying speed. Though bloody skirmishes occasionally broke out, overseer puppets armed with sealing arrays quickly suppressed them.
But none paid much attention to this chaos.
All eyes were drawn toward the core of the square, where only the three founding sects and the five first-rate sects had the right to establish stalls.
It was here that the true treasures of the Evil Dao surfaced...Here, each stall was wide as a courtyard.
The Bone Forging Sect's stall was the first to open. Elder Han Yu himself presided, standing tall in his iron-threaded robe. Before him, a slab of jade glowed faintly with lightning. With a wave of his sleeve, he revealed a bone the size of a man's arm—cracked, yet still brimming with power.
