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Ten thousand Chaos Coins!

As Wang Teng's words fell, the void immediately plunged into dead silence.

Sharp intakes of breath rang out one after another, sounding especially distinct in the ears of every expert.

No one could remain calm in such a situation.

They had thought that three thousand Chaos Coins was already no small sum, and that Wang Teng would immediately agree. After all, no matter how they looked at it, he was making a huge profit.

This simply was not wealth that a Domain Lord Level martial warrior could obtain.

Who would have thought that Wang Teng would still find it insufficient and demand ten thousand Chaos Coins the moment he opened his mouth?

That truly was a lion's roar.

He really dared to ask for it!

Wasn't he afraid that True God Yaofeng would turn hostile and refuse to acknowledge it?

If True God Yaofeng refused later, wouldn't he end up with nothing, not even the three thousand Chaos Coins?

He might as well stop while he was ahead.

At this moment, everyone's gaze fell upon True God Yaofeng's face. They held their breath, unable to stop themselves from feeling nervous.

They were nervous for Wang Teng!

Truly!

Ten thousand Chaos Coins was no joke. The sum was simply too great.

Even many Immortal Level Venerables might not be able to produce that much.

How did Wang Teng dare?

Even the corners of the Mechanical Race True God's and True God Zhulong's mouths twitched. They wanted to say something, but in the end, they remained silent.

There was no point.

Wang Teng had already spoken. No matter what they said now, it would be meaningless.

Now, it depended on how True God Yaofeng would respond.

At the same time, Tianlan Yuanhai Venerable and the other two Immortal