Chen Liu had made a rare appearance at the duel arena today.
As one of the two major powers in the Ghost Domain besides the Ghost King, Chen Liu naturally would not crowd together with everyone else.
Instead, he sat alone in an excellent spot high above the arena.
Ling Xuanxiao naturally sensed the aura of this powerful figure within the duel arena.
"What treasure is that?"
Chen Liu stared curiously at the Myriad Souls Banner planted in the center of the duel arena by Ling Xuanxiao.
Although he had remained in the Ghost Domain ever since reaching the Golden Core Stage,
the Ghost Domain was a place where fish and dragons mingled, with cultivators from all corners of the world too numerous to count.
Among them were countless magical treasures and rare artifacts of every sort.
Chen Liu considered himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, yet the treasure before him was something he had never heard of or seen before.
The souls and physical bodies of those killed by Ling Xuanxiao were completely drawn into it, vanishing without a trace.
Greed flickered in Chen Liu's eyes.
Yet he could not quite gauge Ling Xuanxiao's strength.
With Chen Liu's own strength, even killing the Mountain King would take some effort.
Yet this man had killed the Mountain King not long ago, and now remained in this duel arena without the slightest concern.
That could not help but set Chen Liu scheming.
Chen Liu's gaze fell upon Master Bai, who sat in the private room opposite him.
Master Bai had also received the news and come.
Inside the private room, an old man with pale-white fur all over his body watched Ling Xuanxiao in the arena with great interest.
Master Bai raised his head and met Chen Liu's gaze. Both were clever men.