Chapter 62

One million spirit stones had nearly emptied all of Zhong Yun's savings, and even left him with a massive debt. Although Shen Yao's action seemed impulsive, it harbored deep intentions. She knew very well that this ancient mirror was by no means an ordinary object, and its value far exceeded what a million spirit stones could measure. More importantly, she had caught a hint of greed and murderous intent in the eyes of the Black-robed Man. After leaving the auction house, Zhong Yun and his group did not linger and headed straight back to their temporary camp. However, the scene that greeted their eyes plunged them into an icy abyss. The once-bustling camp was now in utter ruins, with broken walls and bloodstains everywhere, and the air reeked of a sickening stench of blood.