Bab 1802: Pagmamasid sa Palasyo ni Sovereign Chen Ling

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, Zhang Xuan's eyebrows shot up slightly.

The middle-aged man was actually a Sempiternal realm consummation cultivator just like him.

"It's finally time for a rest…"

"I really should take this resting time to brush up on my knowledge in preparation for tomorrow!"

"These artifacts are simply too difficult to appraise…"

…

Hearing that it was finally rest time, the crowd subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief. Gradually, silent mutterings began sounding here and there.

The artifacts on display in the room were progressively getting more and more difficult to appraise. Even though the crowd that had gathered were all the top-notch appraisers of the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, they were already starting to feel the limits of their knowledge.