An Lin finally settled his gaze on thirty or so cultivators.
They were mostly seated in the Heaven and Earth tiers, and most of them had powerful cultivation bases or influential backgrounds.
"Heh, this is interesting…" An Lin squinted his eyes.
Bai Ling had told him that the enemy was most likely of the Soul Formation Stage. Thus, he could further narrow his list of suspects down to a small group of twenty cultivators.
Meanwhile, the bid for the Mysterious Snow Heavenly Ice Root had already surpassed three million spirit stones.
Huang Fuwen and a white-robed, fan-waving male were locked in a fierce bidding war.
An Lin learned of the Heaven-tier male's identity by listening in on the conversations taking place around him. He was called Duan Feiyang, and he was the young sect leader of the Thunder State's Divine Feather Sect.
An Lin's eyes lit up.
