It wasn't until the afternoon that they arrived at a secluded alley, where the entrance was guarded by two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
"Change clothes and put on your masks!" Yan Xiaohu quickly took out two sets of clothes.
After all, most of the items in the Black Market were obtained by killing and robbing, and no one wanted to get into trouble.
After changing, they approached the alley entrance.
Yan Xiaohu swiftly handed over thirty Spirit Stones to the guard.
The Nascent Soul Realm cultivator glanced at them, then turned the Array Disc in his hand, revealing a dark hole in the ground, with steps extending downward in layers.
After a simple bow, they descended the stairs.
After walking about a hundred meters, an oppressive atmosphere hit them.
The place was dimly lit, with flickering torches on the walls barely illuminating the narrow passage.
Many people like them, wearing masks or cloaks, were walking or stopping, their eyes full of vigilance or greed.
