Flying fish

Eight hundred years ago, a legendary man passed away. Zhang Ruochen, the son of Emperor Ming, was killed by his fiancée, Princess Chi Yao. Then, eight hundred years after his death, he came back, only to find that the one who had killed him had already unified Kunlun's Field and built the First Central Empire, and was now known as Empress Chi Yao... Empress Chi Yao—Her Majesty governed the mortal world and enjoyed prestige in all directions as well as an eternal life. Zhang Ruochen stood outside of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, looking at the statue of Empress Chi Yao, and the flames of hatred burned in his heart. “After I practice for 13 years, I shall send the empress to her doom!”

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The former was the bet placed by the black-veiled cultivator.

Noqoilpi placed the latter. He would always place his bet of ten thousand Godstones higher than his opponent.

The Wheel of the Nether Sun, owned by Zhang Ruochen, could fetch a sky-high price of three hundred thousand Godstones because it could be refined into a Supreme Artifact. Other top-tier Regal Artifacts could not fetch such a high price.

It could be said that the bet between the Seven-Armed Elder and the black-veiled cultivator was the greatest gambling match in the entire mundane realm. It was destined to shake Heaven and Hell and become a legend.

Cang Jie was scared witless. Despite being a Taotie, his breath became heavy, and his heart had almost stopped beating.

Yan Huangtu had been looking at the black-veiled cultivator with curiosity.

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