Along the way, there was the pressure of a floating butcher to clear the way, which was very smooth. In order to avoid encountering the generals of the Longxuan Empire at the border, Shen Yan and Xiao Gancui advanced directly from the edge of the barren land.
The idea that barren land is safer than the outside is truly nauseating.
The Forgotten Trace can be said to be the largest trading market in Guangming Continent.
There's nothing you can't buy here, only what you can't think of.
From various rare and exotic treasures to various types of magical beasts, everything is available.
But there is a rule in the Forgotten Trace, which is that no matter what you want to buy, you cannot ask about the origin of the product.
Shen Yanxiao and his team arrived at the Forgotten Trace ten days later.
Standing on the plain, watching the canyon leave on the earth, it is truly awe inspiring.
Walking into the traces of forgetfulness, houses built in the valley can be seen everywhere, with dirty ground and dilapidated buildings, like a slum.
The whole valley is scorching hot, and the strong stench makes people feel uncomfortable all over.
In such a dirty and messy place, one could see nobles and wealthy businessmen dressed brightly walking on the streets, followed by several ragged slaves with dull eyes behind many people. The slaves' limbs were tied with iron chains, still held by buyers, like livestock.
Let's take a look, a young and strong adult slave with a robust physique and good physical condition
The young slave girl
As the only slave market in the entire Bright Continent, the Forgotten Trace is filled with merchants selling slaves everywhere.
The slaves knelt on wooden platforms, with chains around their limbs and iron collars two fingers thick tightly around their necks. They were disheveled, with tattered cloth strips covering their last shreds of shame. Their bodies were dirty and emitting a strong stench.
The slave traders held whips in their hands, shouting and waving them without any concern, throwing the venomous whips at the slaves.
This place is really uncomfortable. "As a pastor, Sleepy Wolf couldn't bear the cruelty of the slave market, watching a young girl curl up under the whip of a merchant and tremble.
There is such a place in the Bright Continent, I don't know what the people here are thinking. "The Fire Wolf couldn't bear to continue looking and could only look away.
Six wolves looked at Shen Yanxiao walking at the forefront, who had not said a word since entering the Forgotten Trace.
They didn't know that the person who couldn't tolerate the slave trade the most was Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao's gaze was filled with an unprecedented coldness, as he watched the slaves sold along the way and the people who had been completely brainwashed kneel on the ground under the scolding of the vendors, begging for the favor of the buyers. They looked like sold animals, showing their teeth and muscles, imitating Buddha's hope of being bought back.
A loud noise echoed, and a commotion erupted among the crowded crowd ahead.
A strong man, shirtless all over, pulled a thin and frail little girl and rushed forward through the crowd.
Five or six chubby men with big bellies and round waists are chasing after them with whips.
The crowded crowd formed a natural barrier, and under constant impact, the strong man suddenly fell to the ground. The little girl he had left in his hand rushed forward hastily and fell directly at Shen Yanxiao's feet.