Chapter 449: Demon Spirit City

Along the way, Yang Tian and the other did not stop again. The two dazzling figures traveled together, swift as shooting stars.

Many who sought to trouble Yang Tian were startled away by their lightning-fast movement, believing them to be two terrifying War Emperors on the move.

Yang Tian could not help but sigh. He was no longer the insignificant figure anyone could bully; even a major power would think twice before provoking him.

"True to its name of chaos—this place is full of bandits and murderers." Along the way, they witnessed many bloody scenes, which unsettled even Yang Tian, hardened as he was.

Yun'er, needless to say, hid behind Yang Tian, her eyes tightly shut, her small lashes trembling slightly.

The City of Chaos was a region that struck fear into the hearts of the Eastern Continent. Many who had offended great powers hid there, and desperadoes abounded.

When a colossal silhouette appeared on the distant horizon, Yang Tian and the other immediately descended to the ground. It was a massive city, stretching endlessly into the distance.

"Yun'er, put this on." Yang Tian produced a black robe and gestured for Yun'er to wear it.

Though they were far from Tianmo City, Yang Tian dared not assume the魔族's reach did not extend here. Although both had concealment techniques, dressing mysteriously added a layer of safety.

A rustling sound of clothing followed. The robe was oversized, hiding Yun'er's proud curves. When she pulled up the hood, an air of mystery was added.

"How do I look, Brother Yang Tian?" Yun'er shook her sleeves and giggled.

"Not bad." Yang Tian nodded with a faint smile, donning a robe himself. Then, looking at the ancient city ahead, he said slowly, "Let's go."

Ahead, the ancient city exuded a faint majesty, a sense of historical vicissitude. At the city gate, many people loitered, and some figures in black armor stood guard.

"Demon Spirit City!" The two black-robed figures approached. Yang Tian gazed at the two characters on the city wall and murmured inwardly.

As the two black-robed figures drew near, some loiterers at the gate fixed their eyes on them, as if sizing up prey, cackling eerily.

There were about a dozen of them, likely from the same organization. They exchanged glances and approached with ill intent.

"Boss, I smell a virgin," a scrawny man said, his lecherous eyes scanning Yun'er's figure, cackling.

"Oh?" The burly man halted, delight flashing in his eyes. He patted the scrawny man's shoulder and laughed. "Skinny Monkey, good work. After I'm done, she's yours."

"Hehe... thanks, boss... thanks, boss..." The one called Skinny Monkey was elated, his withered frame trembling.

"All of you, be damn careful! There have been many big shots in the city lately!" The burly man barked at his men, his eyes scanning Yang Tian and the other, noting their faint aura.

The dozen men blocked the path of the two black-robed figures. The burly leader looked them over as if appraising his playthings.

"Three breaths. If you don't scram, you die." Suddenly, a faint voice rang out, laced with icy killing intent. Their conversation had not escaped Yang Tian's ears.

"Hahaha..." The men burst into laughter. Skinny Monkey clutched his belly. "A wet-behind-the-ears brat, spouting nonsense!"

Even the armored guards at the gate joined in the laughter, thinking the youth would surely be dismembered and hung from a nearby tree.

"Time's up." Like the tremor of Death himself, as Yang Tian's indifferent voice fell, the men felt their hair stand on end, chilled to the bone for no reason.

"You're asking for it!" The burly leader could not hold back. With a snort, he reached out a large hand to grab Yang Tian's shoulder.

Sizzle! Under horrified gazes, the man's arms were sliced into mincemeat by eerie golden threads.

"Ah... my hands... hands!" A scream like a stuck pig. The burly man was terrified, staring in utter horror at the falling mush that was his arms.

Boom! The surrounding men fled without a second thought. This person was too terrifying—a man close to breaking into War King had no resistance at all.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it." Yang Tian shook his head slightly. His eyes, hidden in the shadows, suddenly blazed with dazzling golden lightning.

Bang! They had no chance to resist. The golden lightning reduced them to ash, a layer of black dust swirling in the wind.

"This..." The guards who had laughed earlier were dumbfounded, their legs trembling, nearly pissing themselves. But with the precedent, they dared not run, lest they share the same fate.

The two black-robed figures approached slowly, putting immense pressure on the guards, as if two Death Gods advanced.

"Welcome to Demon Spirit City, honored ones." The guard leader remained relatively calm. They were members of the Demon Spirit Sect; even if the black-robed figures were fearsome, they should not dare kill them.

"Where is the auction house?" Yang Tian nodded slightly and asked flatly.

The guard's taut nerves relaxed. His back was drenched in cold sweat; he had clearly been terrified.

"Reporting to you, sir, the auction in Demon Spirit City is in the eastern district." The guard quickly forced a smile. Such a strong man was far beyond his ability to offend, even if he belonged to a major power.

Yang Tian nodded slightly without further words and walked into the city with Yun'er.

"Wait, sir!" At that moment, the guard gritted his teeth and suddenly spoke, startling the other guards, who inwardly cursed their captain for calling back that demon.

"Something?" Yang Tian turned, puzzled, and asked flatly.

"Sir, tomorrow the Demon Spirit Sect is holding a large auction. Many forces from surrounding ancient cities will attend. You might be interested." The guard stepped forward, bowing and scraping.

Yang Tian frowned slightly and was about to leave when the guard added, "I've learned through some channels that there will be a Duanpo Pill at this auction!"

Yang Tian stopped in his tracks, a gleam of heat in his eyes. His soul body had become extremely difficult to enhance, and he lacked such soul-nourishing pills. The Duanpo Pill was a rare soul pill, reaching the sixth-grade high rank!

"How could such a high-grade pill appear in a place like this?" Though his heart burned, Yang Tian remained vigilant. Such a pill would be hard for even a holy land to produce.

"Sir, many powerful figures have come to Demon Spirit City recently, seemingly from the Central Region." The guard added.

"Central Region..." Yang Tian's brow furrowed. After a moment's thought, he tossed out a pill and said slowly, "Thanks."

The guard inwardly rejoiced, catching the pill and hurriedly bowing in thanks.

"This... such powerful vitality!" The guard's heart trembled. He did not examine it closely, quickly pocketing the pill lest anyone see.