“The Water and Fire Altars are in the underworld. As for the Wood Altar and its related liver, those should be with the Ancient Tree of Life.” Ashu suddenly smiled slyly. “I wonder if you’re brave enough to go there.”

“Maybe some other time,” shrugged Lu Yun. “I haven’t dealt with everything on hand just yet.”

Setting the holy lord aside, he inserted the heart into Xing Chen’s body, then waved him into hell for further repairs. He needed to prepare for the Panorama Pavilion’s auction.

The thousand formations of heaven and earth were merely the highlight of the show, he had grander plans for the auction at large. It was an opportunity to spread the notion he had long harbored to the wider world.

Supplemental paths as king.

Several of the Panorama Pavilion’s similarly-sized peers were invited to the auction. Three months of time was plenty for anyone to prepare, whether they be merchant guilds or attending factions.

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