1481 1481. Trapped

"You are lucky that the Crystal City wants you!"

"Can't we poke him a little?"

"Lord Ethan will make you regret what you did during the auction!"

The cultivators in the mansion shouted toward Noah, trapped inside the sphere standing above the pagoda. His cultivation level had fallen to the liquid stage. His ambition had run out, and he was dealing with the drawbacks of the forceful enhancement now.

Noah sat inside the sphere. His body hurt, his dantian struggled to keep darkness inside its walls, and his mind launched painful sensations that spread through his tissues.

Pieces of magical beasts came out of his separate space as Noah ate to recover. He was using his entire stash to be ready to fight. His situation was far from ideal, but it seemed that his death wouldn't arrive just yet.

"Why don't you try to kill me?" Noah asked the figure sitting above the sphere. "You have an entire army here. I'm sure you will destroy me in no time."