Chapter 1190: The Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall Takes on a Completely New Look

"Heh, the young are simply too naive, falling so easily for such a transparent provocation!"

Jiuchong Xian threw his head back and laughed uproariously; now that Yun Zhi had willingly relinquished Siming, that most perfectly suited of weapons, how could she possibly be his match!

"The mountains and rivers know no bounds; the sun and moon cycle without end!"

Above the crown of Jiuchong Xian's head appeared a magnificent, undulating vista, where mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas were all present and accounted for, utterly lifelike, flanked by the sun and moon suspended high above as time itself shifted and turned.

Had an onlooker beheld this, they would only have thought that a piece had been carved right out of the Central Continent

In contrast, it was the high-end trading hall in the northern city where business proved far more roaring than in that standard commerce district. The reason was simple, for that was the exclusive venue designated for all the masters of the God Race to conduct their transactions.

Confronted by a tsunami of condemnation, Gerda, who had just been sent flying by the seat of Zhao Yi's pants, bore a face contorted with fury, which then abruptly turned into utter astonishment, and then... and then there was no then, as the entire venue suddenly fell into a dead silence, to the point where even the man whose raised popcorn had spilled all over his own head froze in his tracks.

With these words, his form shifted, and he was already behind Wang Long, gently resting a hand upon Wang Long's shoulder.

"This, well, everyone handles it themselves," Li Liang stammered, then added, "They sell it in the outer city, it is just a bit expensive." Realizing immediately that Mu Shi did not lack such petty cash, his face flushed slightly as he scratched the back of his head, at a loss for words.

That was a high-tier undead at the peak of the sixth rank, after all!! Had it not been for its low intelligence, it might very well have stepped into the Venerable rank, yet the manager did not show the slightest intention of even questioning the loss of such a high-tier undead, displaying instead a somewhat ingratiating demeanor, which was rather food for thought.

This plan was not born of a sudden whim, nor did he feel it was an absolute necessity, but was rather a sudden mission triggered by the system.

He summarized his findings and discovered that the Chrono-Treasure Tripod at this point was already capable of engraving sixth-tier spiritual artifacts.

In truth, just because his lightning clone could not extricate itself at the time did not mean they would be helpless after entering. But the problem lay in the fact that it had been an instantaneous kill, caught in a situation where Wang Long had absolutely no opportunity to react; the sheer power of such a trap remained highly deterrent.

For reasons unknown, this voice suddenly echoed within his mind, though he immediately shook his head to deny his own thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji grew exceedingly excited, never expecting that the Chrono-Treasure Tripod would actually possess so many unanticipated wonders.

Hearing him speak thus, Chen Mei walked toward a tea restaurant diagonally across the street; given Wu Bai's current attire today, it would be impossible for him to be allowed into any slightly formal Western restaurant, so she could only settle for the next best thing and find a decent place nearby.

Along the way, Gu Changyuan remained silent, and even when they reached the town, Tie Jun and the others were still jesting and cracking jokes.

There was plenty of space here at the old ancestral house, so planting fruit trees would be no issue at all, and it could serve as a gift for his eldest grandson.

Their voices just now had been so clamorous that even the deaf would have been jolted awake, making it impossible for Lin Wenran not to have heard, yet seeing Lin Wenran's composed demeanor, why did this matter feel so utterly bizarre?

The newcomer was none other than Cao Meng, who had hurried over upon seeing the message Wu Bai sent him after his return, but seeing the door before him, he suddenly had a dark premonition and strode straight inside.

Because just now, it seemed his own father had beaten him to death in exactly this manner; if he were to fire the gun, would he end up meeting the exact same fate?

Su Yang back then had not known how to cook in the slightest, so who would have thought that after staying out in the world for a few years, he would actually learn how.

Sun Jin adjusted his spectacles with a hint of impatience, but since Lin Wenran had brought up Gu Changyuan, he could not afford to be careless.

"Do you know what object this is?" Uncle Chen leaned in a bit closer, and once he confirmed it was indeed the Dream-Entering Token, he inquired with utmost caution.

Ling Yan immediately waved her hands, wanting to open her mouth to explain, but the moment she spoke, the urge to vomit washed over her once more.

Even Chu Feng could not help but furrow his brow upon witnessing this long river of destiny, discerning at a single glance that this was a Daoist technique unleashed by driving the way of the blade.