The honest young man quietly led Zhuo Wen into a dark alley, which was a dead end.

The honest young man came to the dead end, tapped lightly on the wall in front of the alley a few times, and then a huge opening was opened in the wall, just enough for one person to enter.

"Huang Qi, is there another guest?"

On the other side of the alley, a man in black appeared, glanced at Zhuo Wen behind the simple and honest young man, and said calmly.

The honest young man scratched his head, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, this senior also came for the quota."

The man in black nodded, and after dismissing the honest young man, he looked at Zhuo Wen and said indifferently: "Let's go."

Zhuo Wen didn't care, just followed the man in black into the inside.

The moment he entered, the alley behind him turned into a dead end again, and what appeared in front of Zhuo Wen was a deep corridor.

On both sides of the corridor are fences composed of purple sandalwood, which looks antique.

Along the corridor, Zhuo Wen followed the man in black, during which time the two of them didn't speak a word.

Walking to the end of the corridor, a gate appeared in front of Zhuo Wen. The man in black pointed at the gate and said, "Entering inside is the black market. If you want a quota, you can get it if you pay enough."

Having said that, the man in black spread his hands at Zhuo Wen and said, "The entry fee for the black market is a thousand top-grade divine stones."

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, although he felt that the entry fee of the black market was a bit tricky, Zhuo Wen still paid the man in black with a thousand top-grade divine stones.

The man in black put away the thousand top-grade divine stones, nodded, took out a mask, asked Zhuo Wen to put it on, and opened the door.

The moment Zhuowen entered the gate, he felt a series of powerful divine senses falling on him.

It seems that after discovering that Zhuo Wen was not special, these spiritual senses were taken back one after another.

However, there is a divine sense that has been lingering on Zhuo Wen's body...

This divine sense stayed on Zhuo Wen's body for a quarter of an hour, and then slowly retracted it, and Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, and he felt that this divine sense was somewhat familiar.

Although he felt that this divine sense was very familiar, he couldn't remember it for a while, and there was a lot of fish and dragons in the black market, so it was really impossible to find out the owner of this divine sense.

The space in the black market is not very large, it is only as big as ten ordinary rooms, and there are dozens of people in it, basically wearing masks.

This mask is quite strange, it can shield the consciousness, and others cannot see your real appearance and aura with the consciousness.

So although Zhuo Wen wanted to find the master who was familiar with the spiritual sense just now, he knew that unless the master told him, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to find the master of the divine sense.

This space is extremely secretive. When Zhuo Wen tried to scan with his divine sense, he found that there was a God-Forbidden Formation on the edge of this space.

With Zhuowen's current powerful consciousness, this Forbidden God Formation doesn't have much effect on Zhuowen. If Zhuowen is willing, he can completely break this Forbidden God Formation forcibly.

Of course, Zhuo Wen would not do this. Once he did, he would be kicked out by the owner of the black market immediately.

There are many seats in the black market space. These seats are centered on the central circular high platform and spread out towards the surroundings, like flowers. The round platform is a stamen, and the surrounding seats are petals.

There are many more seats here than monks, so Zhuo Wen randomly found a remote corner and sat down.

The moment he sat down, a figure came to Zhuo Wen and sat down on the seat next to him.

"Brother Zhuo, I didn't expect you to come to Wuji Taixu!"

A familiar divine thought came into Zhuo Wen's mind, Zhuo Wen was slightly startled, and immediately looked at the figure in front of him seriously.

Although this figure also wears a mask, the clothes on his body are rather shabby, not like the clothes of a strong man. At this moment, this person is looking at Zhuo Wen openly.

"Brother Ziwei?"

Zhuo Wen asked uncertainly.

The person nodded slightly and said: "It's me, because I sensed the aura of extreme energy on your body, so I guessed it was yours."

Zhuo Wen nodded, he thought so, his avatar is not by his side, so he is not sensitive to extreme energy.

Of course, although Zhuo Wenzun is not in the realm of the three extremes, his avatar has stayed with the main body for a long time, and it is inevitable that there will be some aura of extreme energy on his body.

It's just that the extreme energy on Zhuo Wenzun's body is extremely weak. If Ziwei Xingjun himself is in the three extremes, it would be difficult to sense the thin extreme energy on Zhuo Wenzun.

"Brother Ziwei, you can call me Long Wen from now on. I used to escape from the Huaxia Region, and I didn't get along well with some forces in the Huaxia Region, so..." Zhuo Wen reminded through sound transmission.

Ziwei Xingjun nodded, expressing his understanding, and changed his words: "Brother Long, you must be here for the quota of Wuji Taixu, right?"

Zhuo Wen nodded in agreement, but Ziwei Xingjun said quietly: "Brother Long, there is one more thing you may not know. I have been in Huaxia for decades, and I have met many people who are facing the three extremes here." As a cultivator who cultivated in the realm of the three extremes, I found that besides you and me, I also found a strong man who has advanced to the realm of the three extremes." JrNovels.com