Covering an area of tens of thousands of miles, there are no less than ten million members of the Nether Clan within it, and there are also millions of other races.
The Nether Tribe has a long history. Although it is now a vassal of the Demon Tribe, this race was once the royal family of this continent a long, long time ago!
The more powerful a race is, the more difficult it is to reproduce, and the Nether Tribe is no exception, so its population is sparse. But even so, the Nether Tribe's people were the absolute hegemon among all races.
Every member of the Nether Tribe has outstanding talents and is extremely sensitive to the demonic energy of the Netherworld. They are born to be powerful warriors. Ordinary Nether Tribe people are three to four times more powerful than babies of other races when they are born.
In terms of talent in cultivation, he also has an absolute advantage.
And the people of the Nether Tribe who possess dark blue Nether Blood are the proud sons of heaven and the darlings of heaven and earth!
It is a pity that this powerful race has gradually become extinct due to its own civil war, which has led to the already sparse tribesmen.
In ancient times, when the demons invaded, the Nether Clan was almost wiped out, and eventually became a vassal of the demons.
But even so, the Nether Clan has produced many talented people over the years, and within thousands of years, several Nether Clan strong men have advanced to the Martial God Realm and ascended to the upper realm.
The most powerful man of the Netherworld tribe in this world now is a half-step Martial God, who is in the realm of transformation into gods, and is the old city lord of Netherworld City.
It is said that the old city lord of Netherworld City is very old and very old. He once participated in a battle with the demons. However, because of this, his origin was injured and he was unable to take the last step to ascend to the upper world, and his life span was about to expire.
Two days later, at dusk.
On a dark forest path, two men with demonic aura were walking slowly side by side.
The person on the left is tall and tall, with seven purple and black magic lines on his face. In addition to a dark token on his waist, he also has an ancient sword on his back.
This person was none other than Ye Xuan, who rushed to Netherworld City after two days of recovery.
Next to him is a handsome man in a blue shirt with seven magic lines on his neck.
His sleeves were fluttering and he looked elegant. He and Ye Xuanzheng were talking wordlessly.
Needless to say, it was Pang Yuxi who was disguised.
Ye Xuan lent his Magic God Pearl to Pang Yuxi, and Pang Yuxi also made preparations before coming to the demon world. Therefore, under the disguise, even if Ye Xuan did not open the magic pupil and observed carefully, he could not tell that Pang Yuxi
The Flaw in Feather Creek.
The two of them hid their cultivation in the Holy Realm. The reason why they were so disguised was that they were walking around in this world as ordinary people, which was naturally impossible. Secondly, their strength was not very high and they were inconspicuous among foreign races, so
It’s not easy to fake someone’s identity.
After dressing up in this way, the two of them could naturally sneak into the city to find out the information they wanted.
While the two were talking, they walked through the woods, and Ye Xuan and Pang Yuxi felt their eyes light up.
Nearly a thousand feet away, a huge city gate like a majestic giant peak came into view. On the gate, the three powerful characters "Netherworld City" were clearly visible.
Although they had seen this city from a distance before, when they got up close and looked at the city again, they couldn't help but be startled.
It was quite different from what I imagined. The whole city did not look gloomy, but rather vigorous and magnificent from the outside.
The city wall is a thousand feet high. At every distance, there are several aliens wearing blue armor walking back and forth with a vigilant look on their faces.
When Ye Xuan and his two men reached the gate of the city, two city defenders in armor stopped them.
"You two, tell me your names!"
One of the men, who was unusually tall and tall, shouted sharply at Ye Xuan and the others.
"Fu Sheng, this is Fu Yue. The two of us are the deacons of the Fu Mo Tribe. This time we came to the city to buy some supplies needed for cultivation." Ye Xuan politely said to the two city guards, cupping his fists.
"The Floating Demon Tribe? Are they those lowly mongrel races? They actually came to Netherworld City so far away from us to buy supplies. It seems they are also here for the auction. Little do you know that with your lowly status, you can't enter the auction house at all.
Take out the identity token." Another alien who was a little short in stature and guarding the city suddenly took a step forward, looked at Ye Xuan and the two of them carefully, and said with a contemptuous smile.
"The two of you really want to buy some high-level cultivation elixirs, but they are not available locally." Pang Yuxi was slightly angry in his heart, but still said with a slight smile on his face.
Then, she and Ye Xuan handed each other the tokens on their waists.
The short and ugly alien guarding the city checked the tokens of the two men and determined the images and identity information of the characters in them before returning the tokens to the two men and letting them go.
After leaving the vicinity of the city gate, Pang Yuxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She whispered, "Fortunately, Brother Ye was prepared and chose the two floating demon tribe deacons."
It turned out that on the day of the ceremony, Ye Xuan deliberately killed two deacons from the Floating Demon Tribe and collected their identity tokens. The disguises of the two people also looked like those two people from the Floating Demon Tribe.
After Ye Xuan entered the city, he immediately discovered that there were various alien races in the spacious streets of the city, with different cultivation levels. Some had not yet reached the holy realm, while some had already reached half-step of immortality.
He smiled slightly and said, "Let's find a place to stay first. This city is so big, there must be a lot of good things."
"Yes." Pang Yuxi nodded, then thought about it and said via voice message, "Brother Ye, do you have a way to contact other lurking human races?"
Ye Xuan was startled and said, "I don't have this."
Pang Yuxi said, "Fortunately, I have it. Before we came to the Demon Realm, the Ministry of War gave us a way to contact us."
Ye Xuan touched his chin and secretly wondered if Fairy Lingbo had forgotten to talk about it again.
Next, the two found an inn. Ye Xuan killed so many people from the Fu and Chi tribes, so naturally they had a lot of magic crystals on them.
In one day, the two of them first learned about the city's situation and purchased maps, historical records, etc.
Within this day, the two heard a lot about the auction half a month later.
In the restaurant on the second floor of the inn.
There were not many guests, only five or six tables.
There was a table where three people of different races were drinking at the same table. One of them was a man with demon blood and demon markings, and he was chatting happily with the other two alien races. It was really strange.
Ye Xuan and Pang Yuxi were at a table by the window.
"Have you heard? This auction may be the largest in the past hundred years! There are countless secret treasures of various races in it!" The voice of a foreign man came from the table next to him.
"Haha, of course, this is the last auction held by the old city lord, so of course it will be held with unprecedented grandeur!" Another alien laughed.