At these words, it was as if a stone had been thrown into a tranquil lake, sending layer upon layer of ripples across its surface.
The commoners who had originally been living their normal lives suddenly stopped moving. They whipped their heads around, pairs of eyes resembling those of Fierce Ghosts fixing upon them.
Their target was naturally the pilgrimage team.
Amid this change, Wu Feng suddenly sensed a powerful aura from Beyond the Heavens rising again in this place.
Wu Feng could not even clearly determine where this aura from Beyond the Heavens originated or how strong it was.
In any case, it was an aura that made Wu Feng feel intensely uncomfortable.
Wu Feng immediately abandoned the thought of attacking directly and decided to proceed cautiously.
He truly could not tell how deep the waters ran.
In the end, Wu Feng could only shake his head and calmly say to the ferocious waiter, "Waiter, we were only joking with each other. We weren't targeting you. As a waiter, why are you holding back your customers?"
As he spoke, Wu Feng began releasing the pressure of his Saint-level cultivation. In an instant, wave after wave of the Power of Rules filled the entire city.
The "commoners" who had been staring motionlessly at Wu Feng slowly began moving toward them. From the looks of it, even Saint-level pressure was nothing remarkable to them.
But just then, the waiter revealed a cruel smile and said to Wu Feng, "Esteemed guest, you're right. This was all my fault. Since your group has come, why not come to my place for a meal?"
As he spoke, the waiter released Sha Wujing's sleeve and stepped aside, opening a path.
Wu Feng looked at the black restaurant shrouded in dense fog, then glanced at the