Tianxiang Pavilion is located in the center of the Lordless City, and it is also one of the busiest restaurants in the entire city.
Tianxiangge Restaurant Manor occupies a large area, covering an area of 80,000 to 90,000 square meters. The main building is a nine-story tower.
In addition to the main building, there are five or six buildings of different shapes in the manor.
Two-quarters of an hour later, Ling Hao and the others walked into the restaurant and manor, and finally came to sit down in the lobby of an antique building at the back of the manor.
"Mr. Ling, please wait a moment, the master of the pavilion will be here soon!" After finishing speaking, Mrs. Hu walked towards the stairs.
After a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and then a group of people was seen walking out of the stairs.
The leader was a woman in her thirties, wearing a green shirt, with delicate features, a graceful figure, and a slight smile on her face.
Immediately behind her was a white-haired old man wearing a black robe, with fair hair and a childlike face, and a strong spirit.
The white-haired old man is the most powerful among all the people. Like Yan Ming from the Yinsha Sect, he has half a foot in the sixth level of Poxu cultivation.
Behind them are Hu Po and four other men and women. They are all around sixty or seventy years old, and their cultivation levels are not weak.
It's no wonder that the Yinsha Sect can't take down Tianxiang Pavilion. These people in front of them can compete with the high-end combat power of the Yinsha Sect.
"Tianxiang Pavilion Meng Wanying, I have met Mr. Ling!" When a group of people came to them, the woman named Meng Wanying bowed and spoke.
"I'd like to thank Mr. Lao Ling for making a special trip!"
While speaking, he looked at Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi.
"You're welcome!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.
"I have heard about Mr. Ling's name for a long time, and I am deeply honored to finally meet him today!" Meng Wanying continued to speak after sitting down.
"That's ridiculous!" Ling Hao smiled again: "I wonder what Pavilion Master Meng wants to talk to Ling about?"
"I heard that Mr. Ling has a map of the Nether Clan on his person?" Meng Wanying looked at Ling Hao and said.
"Do you want that map from Tianxiang Pavilion?" Xuan Pang asked.
"Don't get me wrong!" After Meng Wanying finished speaking, she continued to look at Ling Hao: "Master Ling, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not?"
"What's the matter?" Ling Hao asked.
"I wonder if Mr. Ling can tell me whose hands Yan Ming died in?" Meng Wanying asked.
"I killed him!" Ling Hao responded.
"Did you kill him?" Meng Wanying asked.
"Is there a problem?" Ling Hao asked.
"Master Ling, if I'm not mistaken, you should have a second-level cultivation of virtual reality, right?" said the white-haired old man named Meng Che.
"If you have anything to do, just tell me!" Ling Hao interrupted him.
It was obviously impossible for him to inform the other party about the Tianxuan Formation so easily.
"I wonder if Mr. Ling knows about the Nether Clan?" Meng Wanying thought for a moment and then spoke.
"I heard it introduced by Alliance Leader Shen!" Ling Hao responded.
"The leader Shen introduced to you should be that the leader of the Nether Clan died together with the other four strong men, right?" Meng Wanying picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Isn't it?" Lu Yue asked.
"That's just a rumor!" Meng Wanying responded.
"The actual situation is that the four strong men have indeed died, and their bodies and souls have been destroyed."
"But the leader of the Nether Clan only died physically. Although his soul suffered heavy damage, it did not die, so to a certain extent, he is not really dead!"
"Real or false?" Shangguan Mingtian couldn't help but ask: "How do you know?"
"The map in your hands is real. The place marked on the map is indeed the place where the Nether Clan hid their treasure." Meng Wanying did not directly answer Shangguan Mingtian's words.
