Chương 1180: ! special product

At this time, in the slightly large hall, there were more than 20 cultivators sitting on chairs made of white bones. Their entire bodies were covered by long robes and capes, and their specific appearances could not be seen at all.

However, their faint auras indicated that they were at least King level cultivators!

In the middle of these cultivators was a huge skull with the top of its head removed. Green flames continued to rise from the skull, dyeing the hall the same color, making the atmosphere quite mysterious.

Tang Zhen's target was also among them. He was currently sitting in a corner, but he appeared to be extremely low-profile.

When Tang Zhen walked in, other than a few cultivators at the edge who glanced at him with obscure eyes, the other cultivators did not react at all, as if Tang Zhen did not exist.