"Are you talking about the other world? Actually, I'm quite curious about that place. If I have a chance, I can go and see it."
Cheng Jin's calm reaction was beyond Qiu Wan's expectation.
In fact, Qiuwan had known about Cheng Jin's existence for a long time, but she still underestimated her importance in Cheng Jin's heart.
Qiu Wan looked at Cheng Jin quietly, her thoughts a little confused.
After Jiang Shenwu left, his figure turned into afterimages and quickly approached the abnormality.
This is a spacious competition ground.
There were many people gathered around the competition ground, but there was no one in the huge competition ground.
There are many competition arenas set up in the trading city, which are used to resolve personal grievances.
If the two parties have personal grudges, they can go to the competition field to resolve them.
Once both parties agree to go to the competition arena, they sign a life-and-death lottery by default. The result can be determined only if one party dies or both parties die.
If one party does not agree to go to the competition ground, then there cannot be a private fight.
As long as you are in the trading city, you must abide by the rules of the trading city.
Just before Jiang Shenwu arrived, a competition had just concluded in the martial arts arena.
Unfortunately, neither party survived.
The people gathered around the competition ground were whispering to each other and discussing something with each other.
Faintly, Jiang Shenwu heard the words "Dongfang Qi".
When Jiang Shenwu heard Dongfang Qi's name, he immediately thought of the Spirit Clan.
It seems that most of the people from the Spiritual Clan he has met so far have the surname "Dongfang".
In addition to Dongfang Qi's name, there is also Wu He's name.
Jiang Shenwu couldn't help but his expression moved, and he got closer to the discussing crowd.
"I heard that Wu He went to the Mysterious Land of Jiao."
"Didn't you say that Wu He has not been resurrected yet? How can a spirit that has not been resurrected have the confidence to escape into the mysterious realm of Jiao?"
"Speaking of which, Wu He has been keeping the spirit for a long time. Why isn't he dead yet?"
"That spirit possesses a very strong barrier spell. Every time the barrier spell is reorganized, the barrier spell will be strengthened, and it will not die even for a while."
"..."
Jiang Shenwu couldn't help but laugh out loud as he listened to these people's discussions.
Wu He is facing pursuit, but he doesn't know how to be a low-key person at all. Instead, he is extremely high-profile.
No, not long after arriving at Jiao Mysterious Realm, his whereabouts were already known.
Now he is searching for the power of the Nightmare alone, and he doesn't know what the situation will be.
"I met a young man not long ago. He claimed to be from some seventh plane and wanted to find Wu He by name."
Suddenly, a hesitant voice sounded.
"A young man is looking for Wu He?"
When the people around heard this, they suddenly laughed.
In their eyes, even a young man with extraordinary talents can only reach the realm of rules.
What kind of existence is Wu He?
Wu He used his own power to influence the entire Potian Realm back then.
He even intercepted several heaven-shattering catastrophes on his own even though he was seriously injured.
Under normal circumstances, a cultivator who has reached the realm of rules can intercept a heaven-shattering catastrophe when his condition is at its peak.
If a cultivator possesses a magical weapon such as the Holy Treasure of Heaven and Earth, he can withstand another heaven-shattering catastrophe.
And what about Wu He?
Wu He was in a state of separation of mind and soul at that time. There are rumors that he was even unconscious and could not even speak clearly at the time.
In that state, he still withstood several heaven-shattering catastrophes.
Even if he transformed into a spirit after his death, it would last for thousands of years.
According to the way of spiritual survival, a spirit in the Haokong Realm can maintain its spirit for a hundred years at most.
Spirits like Wu He who are far older than a hundred years can see how terrifying they are.
"Don't underestimate that boy."
The person who spoke before saw everyone reacting like this, so he said something else.
"how?"
Everyone heard the sound and looked over.
For a moment, everyone's attention, including Jiang Shenwu's, turned to the speaker.
It was a middle-aged man with unshaven beard, his clothes were stained, and his breath was disordered.
He did not deliberately restrain his own spiritual power, nor did he condense his own mental power, resulting in both powers leaking out.
Jiang Shenwu clearly saw that the middle-aged man's spiritual power manifested into a fierce tiger.
Although the form of the tiger is very vague, he is the only cultivator here whose spiritual power has materialized and taken on the form of a living being, which is enough to prove that his spiritual power is stronger than everyone present.
And the spiritual energy leaking from his body also faintly touched the threshold of the realm of rules.
"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Lao Meng."
In the crowd, someone recognized this middle-aged man.
Just one mouthful of Lao Meng reminded some people of his identity.
Lao Meng is also a practitioner in Kongyu. He is said to be a casual cultivator, but he has some contact with many forces in Kongyu.
Because he was always unkempt and looked slovenly, and because his surname was Meng, everyone habitually called him "Lao Meng."
When someone recognized Lao Meng, some also noticed that Lao Meng was injured.
"Someone can actually hurt Lao Meng?"
"Lao Meng, tell me who that person is, and I will help you get revenge."
Although it was a joke, no one looked down upon the person who injured Lao Meng.
Lao Meng's strength is obvious to all. Anyone who can injure Lao Meng means he is stronger than Lao Meng.
The appearance of such people in the trading city is not a good thing for them.
Jiang Shenwu once again looked at Lao Meng who was not far away.
Only then did I realize why Lao Meng's spiritual power leaked out. He did not do it intentionally, but because he was injured.
As for not realizing that he was injured the first time, it was because he was disturbed by Lao Meng's mental power.
Lao Meng's mental power was very strong, and his mental power leaked out, interfering with his form after the leakage.
When others observed, they could only notice that Lao Meng's spiritual power was leaking out and he was in a state of confusion, but they did not know that Lao Meng was injured and that his spiritual power was leaking out.
Jiang Shenwu looked solemn.
Although Lao Meng's mental power is very strong, he is not the one who caused the abnormal aura.
"That's the young man I just talked about." Lao Meng said in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present fell silent.
Everyone was shocked by this.
A young man actually injured Lao Meng, a practitioner of rules?
"May I ask, what kind of boy is he?"
Someone asked.
"He is just an ordinary-looking young man, with ordinary clothes and ordinary appearance."
Speaking of that young man, Lao Meng suddenly had a strange look on his face.
"The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, and he is carrying a paper lantern."
The crowd's discussion started again.
Some people were talking about how terrifying the young man's cultivation was, and why the young man was carrying a paper lantern.
Various opinions came flooding in, but Jiang Shenwu had no time to pay attention to them.
At this moment, he suddenly became aware of the unusual aura he had sensed earlier.
Moreover, that abnormal aura is rapidly approaching here.
From the right!
Jiang Shenwu turned around suddenly and saw a young man wearing white clothes and holding a paper lantern slowly approaching.
It's him!
The young man in front of me is the young man Lao Meng was talking about.
Jiang Shenwu's nerves were tense and he stood on one side.
The boy in white was holding a paper lantern and walked straight forward.
Only then did Jiang Shenwu notice that the young man's eyes were dull.