Chapter 828 - Cloud Adventurer Guild, Heading for Tiger Gorge Mountain

There was a weapon’s rack filled with various weapons on the side which included the saber, spear, sword, staff, battle axe, hatchet, scythe, dagger, and hammer. There were even various gloves and even claws.

Qing Shui was aware of how the Black Obsidian could measure one's level. If a person could leave behind a mark, it would mean that he was at Peak Houtian cultivator and if he could leave a mark that was one inch deep, he would be a Xiantian cultivator. Peak Xiantian cultivators could leave a mark that was three inch deep; elementary Martial Kings could leave a mark that was one foot deep; Peak Martial Kings could leave a mark that was three feet deep; early Martial Saints could break this Black Obsidian which was four meters tall.

Qing Shui looked at the weapons but did not head over. He merely reached out his hand to touch the Black Obsidian then exerted some strength, his entire palm sunk it, creating a hissing sound.

"Sir, is this alright?" Qing Shui smiled and said to the old man.

As he looked at Qing Shui's state, a hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. He stared at the deep and clear palm print that was left behind. Although this was the standard for an Elementary...