The years passed like a shuttle, a hundred years went by quickly.
The Zizhu Mountain Range stretches for billions of miles, where the Immortal Yuan Qi is thin, and immortals rarely linger here.
A golden flying boat appeared on the distant horizon, flashing onto a steep peak.
Shen Peng, Shen Mei, and the others stood on the golden flying boat, each with different expressions.
They came to attend the auction held by the Yang Family, hoping to collect the essence blood of a Golden Immortal Realm True Spirit Devouring Immortal Cicada.
"At our current speed, it won't take more than seven days to reach the Baiyun marketplace."
Shen Chan said.
Baiyun marketplace is a large marketplace controlled by the Yang Family and is the location of the upcoming auction.
"Speed up, let's get to Baiyun marketplace as soon as possible."
Shen Peng instructed.
"Wait, I sense the aura of a treasure."
Shen Pixiu spoke up.
"What did you say? The aura of a treasure?"
