Global wonders have descended, and only I possess the treasure-hunting radar.

"Do you really think I'm an easy target?"

As the peddler's voice faded, the tattered bag on his back suddenly bulged.

The rattle drum sounded urgently.

The grocery store expanded instantly, managing to withstand Wang Yan's "Eighteen Levels of Hell" domain and even gaining the upper hand.

Seeing this, Wang Yan estimated the strength of the "Peddler" to be stronger than him, who possessed a single S-rank artifact, but far weaker than the "Faceless God."

If this is all the peddler can do.

That's a fight!

Furthermore, Wang Yan is confident that after the emergence of "Stage of All Beings" in the field of "Tickets".

They were beating the peddler.

However, Wang Yan did not immediately take out the [theater ticket].

After all, the rules of the "Eighteen Levels of Hell" have not yet been fully verified.

If the peddler can escape directly, then he will possess two S-class artifacts.

Anything that prevents the two fields from conflicting will be taken away by the peddler.

Given the other party's shrewdness, it will probably become public knowledge within three days.

So it wasn't just Faceless God who was eyeing him.

A bunch of old monsters will definitely become interested in Wang Yan because of this.

Wang Yan will probably suffer a terrible death then.

Therefore, the first thing Wang Yan needed to confirm was very simple.

[The Peddler] Was his teleportation ability restricted? Was he actually able to leave?

The next second, Wang Yan moved.

His figure appeared directly in front of the peddler.

The Pale Sword appeared in my hand.

The pale clones pounced out from both sides at the same time.

The muzzle of the [Shaking Hunting Rifle] rose simultaneously, under the gaze of those faceless figures and the imps transformed from criminals.

The [Sound-Ringing Hunting Rifle] has reached its maximum power.

boom!

Boom!

Two shots were fired at the peddler's head.

The peddler remained completely calm upon seeing this.

The next second, the "all-purpose bag" on its back suddenly opened.

Several dark arms emerged from the bag.

Some of them carried knives.

Some people brought scissors.

Some were carrying copper scales.

Another hand, clutching a worn-out abacus, blocked the way.

The attack was almost completely wiped out in an instant.

The rest was swallowed up by the peddler's large bag.

Wang Yan dodged the peddler's attack by sidestepping, but his pale clone had already reached the peddler's back.

Just as the peddler was about to turn around, a black chain rolled up from the ground and wrapped around his calf.

The theater tickets were already in Wang Yan's hands.

[Applause] Ability activated.

The peddler's attempt to resist slowed for a moment.

That is, in this very instant.

The pale sword grazed his shoulder.

The "Thunderous Hunting Rifle" also blasted at him.

Black blood splattered out.

The illusory image of the grocery store also trembled.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, [Eighteen Levels of Hell] devoured part of [The Peddler's] domain and pressed forward an inch.

The crimson spider lilies grew along the cracks in the cement floor, beginning to climb over the threshold of the other store's territory.

The peddler's expression changed.

He glanced down at the wounds on his body, then looked at the eroded domain, and his gaze finally darkened.

He underestimated Wang Yan.

He hadn't expected that Wang Yan was not only powerful, but also possessed a formidable domain control over that S-class artifact.

It's a tough nut to crack.

If you want to kill your opponent, you have to pay a considerable price.

This is the last thing a peddler wants to see.

So he decided to slip away.

"Sir, that's it for today's business. I was wrong this time. Next time, I'll give you a discount."

After saying that, the peddler's eyes darted around, and he flashed away.

Having already leveraged the shipping capabilities of [All Goods Bag], they are preparing to leave this area.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

He has indeed disappeared.

But he did not leave Wang Yan's territory.

It only appeared at the edge of the "Eighteen Levels of Hell".

Take another step out, and the black stone steps beneath your feet seem to wrap around you like a living thing.

Upon seeing this, the peddler quickly dodged, his face changing drastically.

"Impossible! How could this be? Has the [All-Purpose Bag] stopped working?"

"No! The ability hasn't failed; it's just being restricted by the rules of this domain!"

I felt the rules and restrictions on my body.

The peddler's gaze towards Wang Yan changed.

It seems this time it really will be a fight to the death.

Wang Yan saw the peddler's gaze but showed no fear.

Seeing that it hadn't disappeared immediately, I felt relieved.

"It really worked! Although it didn't completely disable his teleportation ability, it's enough!"

Now that the "Eighteen Levels of Hell" can restrict the peddler, there's no need to hide a second card.

Wang Yan raised his hand.

An old theater ticket appeared at her fingertips.

The peddler's pupils constricted sharply when he saw the theater ticket.

"Another S-class artifact?"

Wang Yan offered no explanation.

The [theater ticket] light up.

The red curtain of the opera house rises from the edge of hell.

The next moment, the [Stage of All Beings] directly enveloped the location where the [Peddler] was.

A general store, black stone steps, blood-red spider lilies, and an old stage overlap in the same space.

The peddler was startled at first, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Are you crazy? Opening two S-class domains at the same time? You really think you're tough enough to survive?"

"Even if the same person controls different domains, they will still compete with each other."

"A lucky idiot got two S-rank artifacts and thinks he can use them however he wants?"

"Hahaha!"

The peddler then stopped what he was doing.

He pulled his grocery store territory back to his own side, protecting only a small area around himself.

He wanted to see how Wang Yan would ruin himself.

Only one domain can survive a collision, and Wang Yan didn't even know that?!

But soon, the peddler's smile froze.

Because the red stage domain that appeared later did not devour the black hell domain.

On the contrary, the stage seemed to have always been there, embedded directly into the eighteen levels of hell.

The faceless spectator sat behind the blood-red spider lilies.

Black Impermanence stood on one side of the stage.

The ghost soldiers crawled out of the prison and transformed into dark figures below the stage, demanding repayment of debts.

A blood-red opera title appeared above the opera stage.

[The unscrupulous peddler, his debts settled in the underworld]

The two realms appeared simultaneously, yet instead of fighting and devouring each other, they merged together?!

The next second, the rules of the "Stage of All Beings" descended upon the "Peddler," wanting him to perform on stage.

The peddler sensed something was wrong and quickly used his domain to sever the rules imposed on him.

He wanted to teleport away from here, but found that the distance he could teleport was shortened due to the superposition of the two domains.

Moreover, the peddler also discovered that the phantom of the general store was now beginning to retreat steadily.

It is constantly being devoured by the two realms of [Eighteen Levels of Hell] and [Stage of All Beings].

Upon seeing this, he suddenly took a step back, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Wang Yan.

"This is impossible! How did you do that?!"

"Not only did it not allow the two domains to devour each other, but it also strengthened the rules of those domains?!"