Chapter 1570: Chapter 1570

After entering this place, the guide quickly met up with his friends and left. The deeper they went, the more people appeared—along with all kinds of non-human races.

Du You carefully observed; many here were still cautious of one another, but it was merely instinctive wariness.

It seemed this place was truly safe—no one appeared likely to initiate a fight. Such situations were rare in this kind of world. As expected, with powerful strength, anything is possible.

As they neared the center, Du You saw a massive, fire-red city. The surrounding walls were crafted in the shape of flames, and from afar, it looked like a blazing fire.

Moreover, as runes flowed across the walls, the illusionary flames transformed into true fire. If one were to touch it, they would indeed be burned. The fire here was no ordinary flame.

"Truly impressive—what a sight to behold," Du You remarked.

The person beside him nodded and said, "Indeed. Every time I witness such a scene, it stirs my heart. This world is too dangerous, but here, it feels slightly safer. We only venture into this world every few years during times ."

Ah, clearly these people weren’t native to this world—they gave themselves away with their words. Still, coming here every few years showed commendable determination. They weren’t Professionals and lacked convenient ways to advance, so this method was already quite good. No, even for Professionals, this place would likely offer excellent ways to grow.

Along the way, although Du You didn’t investigate deeply, he still spotted a few individuals resembling Professionals.

This was mostly because his similarity to them was too uncanny. Their terms and manner of speaking differed considerably from Earth and most other worlds, making it hard to hide. Thankfully, only those with a shared background would notice such things.

Not knowing which organization these people belonged to, Du You refrained from making contact. He didn’t want to risk unnecessary troubles.

Du You did his best to conceal himself, ensuring that no one could recognize him. Speaking less—that was the best disguise.

Following the crowd, Du You entered the city. While the area it occupied was immense, there wasn’t actually a large number of people here—the population of this world was inherently small. Those who made it here, even if not at tier seven, were at least tier six. At such levels, it wouldn’t be realistic to expect a massive crowd.

Even if many worlds came together, the result was the same.

The high-level exchanges hadn’t yet begun, but people were already spontaneously setting up stalls.

Du You wandered around, silently observing. After completing a circuit, he finally commented, "Did you notice? This market is truly beyond imagination."

"Indeed, there’s a bit of everything—surely sourced from different worlds. Many unique items from specialized worlds may be ordinary in their origin but incredibly valuable elsewhere."

Lin Yucha also chimed in, "It’s not just that. The key is, many are here bartering Law Crystals, and some are even selling corpses—but those are only the remains of Magical Beasts or Divine Beasts. You don’t see any tier-seven strongholds’ corpses."

That was precisely the greatest issue. A tier-seven stronghold’s corpse would undoubtedly be a treasure.

Finding no tier-seven corpses here could only mean they weren’t being showcased. They refused to believe that no one among so many had successfully hunted tier-seven individuals.

It was simply taboo here, so no one dared to reveal them.

Du You felt somewhat relieved. Thankfully, he hadn’t brought out the tier-seven corpses he possessed for sale. If others saw them, who knows what sort of trouble they might cause. Facing tier-eight powers—that was far beyond their league.

"Let’s settle here for now. It’s said there’s another city farther beyond, reserved for tier-eight elite exchanges. That place isn’t open to us. So, this is as far as it goes."

The two sisters nodded slightly; they would follow whatever their master decided.

Having familiarized himself with the environment, Du You began selecting items useful to him. Law Crystals—no one knows their origins—made for safe exchanges.

Trading away what’s unneeded in return for valuable items was something everyone did here.

This round of bartering proved quite fruitful for Du You. When he returned, the items he acquired would allow several of his skills to advance. The joy of strengthening oneself—that was truly intoxicating.

Days passed quickly. By the end, most trades had concluded, leaving little reason to continue.

While Crystal Coins were convenient, they couldn’t be used here. As Crystal Coins represented Earth’s World Origin, only Earth’s Professionals possessed them. Others refrained from using them in transactions.

As more and more people arrived, Du You realized just how many individuals were drawn here.

Among tier-seven or higher elites alone, this gathering comprised over five thousand members.

Bear in mind, the total number of tier-seven elites from Earth’s factions wasn’t nearly that high. Despite Earth’s substantial power, its upper-hand cadre was truly lacking, leaving Du You deeply aware of Earth’s limited foundation.

Thankfully, these individuals couldn’t unite. Otherwise, Earth wouldn’t stand a chance.

Of course, this applied to the tier-seven realm. In realms of tier-eight and tier-nine, the situation would be murkier.

An assembly of such mighty elites created an extraordinary spectacle of prosperity. Yet paradoxically, the density of powerful figures made this location even safer; no one dared initiate hostilities here.

Should anyone inadvertently provoke others, a collective effort would ensure even a tier-seven elite couldn’t escape.

The city’s surroundings imposed a spatial lockdown. Within its bounds, escaping using space-based powers was impossible.

Over several days, Du You also noticed two patrollers roaming the city—both tier-seven elites. These individuals didn’t take on other tasks; they merely flew across the sky daily, jotting down observations.

Though there were only two, the thought of who backed them made no one dare disregard their presence.

Since everyone voluntarily adhered to the rules, the patrols existed more in formality than necessity. Time slipped by uneventfully, until the day of the grand exchange arrived.

On that day, all stalls were packed up, and no further trades occurred. Everyone waited patiently. At some unknown point, the number of fire clouds in the sky began to grow. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥