“You …”

At this moment, a cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the five black-clothed men. However, one of the rules of the black market was that no one was allowed to fight in the black market. When the black market came out, no one would care what happened.

“That thing just now, is it the ‘Ring of the Flaming Sun’?”

After leaving the shop, Meng Xian’er sent a secret message to Xiao Chen. She did not recognize the Spirit Vein Ring, but had just guessed from Xiao Chen’s gaze.

There were seven spiritual veins in this world, namely, the Frost Lake, the Flaming Sun, the Dragon Abyss, the Giant Soul, the Heavenly Light, the Netherspring, and the Crimson Heavens.

There were naturally seven Spiritual Vein Eyes, and at the same time, there were seven special Spiritual Vein rings. These seven special Spiritual Vein rings were created by countless skilled craftsmen in ancient times. They were naturally more powerful than ordinary Universal Spiritual Vein rings.

When Xiao Chen came to Wuwang Sea, he only brought the Universal Spirit Vein Ring. This kind of Spirit Vein Ring was also crafted by a skilled craftsman, and it possessed powerful strength. However, compared to the seven special Spirit Vein Rings, it was naturally much weaker.

At this moment, he did not expect that there would actually be a ring of flames in such a small black market. Perhaps there was also the will of heaven in the dark. Perhaps it was the Eye of Flames that appeared in Wuwang Sea this time. If it wasn’t for the Eye of Flames, the ring of flames he had just obtained would only be useless this time.

At this moment, the people nearby watched him leave as if no one was around. Some people began to whisper. Not many people could walk horizontally in Wuwang Sea, but who was this person in front of them? To think that he would be so arrogant …

The faces of the five people behind Violet Yun Sect were frosty, and killing intent had already surfaced in their hearts. The five of them exchanged glances with each other. They could not fight in the black market, but after leaving the black market, no one cared about them.

When they arrived at another place, Meng Xian’er whispered, “Those five people just now seem to be a little unconvinced, and their killing intent is quite heavy …”

Xiao Chen said indifferently, “It’s just a few servants. Do you care?”

Meng Xian’er smiled. With their identities, they really didn’t like this kind of servant. There wasn’t even a need to reply.

As the two of them were walking forward, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them. It was a middle-aged man dressed in cyan clothes. Xiao Chen glanced at this person. He was only at the Soul Formation stage. However, looking at his current appearance, he seemed to have something to ask him. He asked, “What’s the matter with you?”

“My master, I would like to invite two friends to meet me at the Immortal Gathering Square tonight.”

Meng Xian’er’s eyes narrowed. She looked at him and said calmly, “Who is your master?”

The man still smiled and said, “You two will know when you see him.”

Meng Xian’er’s expression froze as he thought to himself, “Who is this person?” It was impossible for them to be from the Imperial City and the Soul Swallowing Palace, nor would they be from the Insatiable Azure Sea. However, looking at the current situation, this person seemed to know the identities of the two of them. It seemed that the forces to which the other party belonged were not small in Wuwang Sea. Otherwise, how could they know their identities and grasp their whereabouts?

Thinking of this, she looked at Xiao Chen beside her. However, Xiao Chen’s expression was calm and indifferent, making it impossible for others to see through what he was thinking.

“Lead the way.”

…

In the night of Yellow Sand City, some places were dark and cold, some places were lively and prosperous, and the Immortal Gathering Workshop was the liveliest place in the city. Every night, the lights here had only just begun.

Xiao Chen and Meng Xian’er followed the middle-aged Qingyi all the way through several lanes of light in the Immortal Gathering Workshop before finally entering a restaurant in the alley.

There was already someone waiting in the room on the third floor of the restaurant. The middle-aged Qingyi led the two of them upstairs. When they arrived at the door, he gently clasped the door ring and said, “Master, here are the two friends.”

“Mm …”

An old voice came from inside the room, “Please, two friends, come in and have a chat.”

Hearing this, the middle-aged Qingyi immediately opened the door and extended his hand to invite Xiao Chen and Meng Xian’er, “Friends, please.”

Inside the room was a red-clothed old man. He was lowering his head and pouring wine into three wine glasses. As soon as Xiao Chen entered the room, he felt a bone-piercing chill coming from the old man’s body.

The old man’s aura was calm. There were three wine glasses in front of him. The wine did not spill a single drop. On his forehead, there was a bloody mark. I wonder what this bloody mark was.

Three glasses of wine were filled. The old man flicked his sleeve, and an internal force came from nowhere. The two glasses immediately spun and flew towards Xiao Chen and Meng Xian’er.

The two of them stretched out their hands and caught the wine cup that flew over. They were similarly lucky to not spill a single drop of the wine liquid in the cup. The two of them were similarly powerful. If they were ordinary people, even Soul Formation cultivators would definitely not be able to receive the two cups of wine from the old man.

“Friend, please.”

The old man’s voice carried a chill as he picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiao Chen drank all the wine in his hand without hesitation. He threw the cup backwards and with a bang, it fell to the ground and shattered. Then, he heard him say coldly, “Who is Your Excellency?”

The old man slowly put down the empty cup in his hand and finally raised his head. At this moment, two cold bloody lights flashed in his pupils. Seeing these two bloody lights, the Soul Formation cultivator’s face turned pale and he immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

However, Meng Xian’er’s expression remained calm as she said indifferently, “There are no traces of blood. I never thought that I would be able to meet Senior Blood Asura, who is famous for his Asura Dao, in this small Immortal Gathering Workshop. I’m truly fortunate …”

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room became even more solidified. Xiao Chen remained silent. He naturally remembered the three words Blood Asura. When he came to Wuwang Sea, he crossed the desert and found the people from Black Wind Ridge.

The owner of the Black Wind Ridge claimed to have a foster father in Wuwang Sea called the Blood Asura. However, the people of the Black Wind Ridge had committed many evil deeds and it was not enough to die a hundred times. On that day, Meng Xian’er still killed all the people of the Black Wind Ridge.

Could it be that the Blood Asura invited them here tonight to avenge their adopted son? He slowly raised his hand and said, “Friends … please sit down.”

A chill gradually filled the room. Xiao Chen could also feel the cold and bloody aura on this person’s body. It seemed that there were 8,000 people who had died in this person’s hands over the years.

However, at this moment, his and Meng Xian’er’s expressions did not change. They slowly sat down, their expressions completely unafraid of the Blood Asura in front of them. No matter how powerful this person was, if the two of them worked together, how many chances did this person have to win? Unless the Asura Dao was ambushing thousands of experts nearby.

However, when the two of them entered earlier, their divine senses had long since found out that there was no ambush in the vicinity of a hundred miles. It seemed that there was only Blood Asura here. Since there was only him, then he definitely did not come here for revenge.

Moreover, for a useless trash like him in Black Wind Ridge, was there a need for the Asura Dao to take revenge for him? Thinking about it was impossible.