Chapter 1201: Frenzied Tyrant Demon Lord
Speaking of an underwater market... Anyone who had read works like Journey to the West would immediately envision a beautiful underwater world, something styled after the Dragon Palace in the Eastern Sea. There would be sprawling, wondrous buildings beneath the water, supported by enormous formations that sustained an underwater space, allowing people to move about beneath the water as they did on land. Looking up, they could even see fish swimming through the water and the like.
Yet when Senior Turtle brought Song Shuhang to the bottom of the lake via spatial teleportation, what Song Shuhang saw were submarines of all different sizes.
The smallest were civilian submarines, only about the size of a small car. There were also ones over thirty meters, over fifty meters, and of various other lengths. The largest submarines present were around a hundred meters long.
These submarines were arranged in rows according to their size and length, filling the entire lake bottom.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Give me back my beautiful, dreamlike cultivation-themed underwater market aesthetic!
What was the point of cramming so many submarines across the lake bottom? The underwater market in the cultivation style was clearly more beautiful and practical, so why had they gone and made so many submarines?
Besides, with this arrangement, each submarine was a small shop. When customers browsed the market, they could only crawl into one submarine after another. Wasn't that terribly inconvenient?
The large submarines were one thing, but the small ones could hold at most two or three people. Were the shopkeepers and customers supposed to sit shoulder to shoulder in those cramped spaces while conducting business?
—Still, business here seemed pretty good. Several hundred cultivators of all kinds were weaving through the lake bottom, going in and out of