The party of five arrived at the market.
Sure enough.
The shops here had disappeared, without a single one remaining.
The streets were still there.
But both sides were lined with street stalls, with nothing more than a tent at most, all exceedingly makeshift.
Still, there were plenty of people, and the place was bustling.
Hawkers' cries rang out incessantly.
Chen Lin released his soul perception, carefully sensing every part of the place and overlooking nothing.
He still had not completed Task One.
He had discovered nothing before, but now that such a tremendous change had occurred, perhaps there would be some threads of clues. With such a short deadline, surely they would not leave him without any leads at all.
The farther they walked,
the more disappointed Azi and the others looked.
With the shops gone, even if they successfully captured Wanderers and obtained Wanderer Coins, they would have nowhere to buy treasures.
Their interest in capturing Wanderers diminished greatly as well.
Chen Lin was also somewhat disappointed.
Although he had bought the Egg-Yolk Little Bowl, that was precisely why he understood such treasures more deeply. They were veritable killing weapons that broke the rules. If he could get a few more, the third trial would be in the bag.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, look over there!"
After they walked a while longer and reached the middle of the market, Guan Shanyue pointed somewhere.
Chen Lin saw it too.
There stood a statue that was not particularly tall but was remarkably lifelike. It depicted a graceful-looking woman, her fingers arranged in a peculiar gesture as she gazed into the distance.
There was no doubt.
This was the remarkable woman, Liu Nanzhi, whom Third Aunt had mentioned.
Most people passing through the market bowed slightly to show their respect, though some