At the moment, these shops were covered in prohibitions, and dazzling spiritual lights were cloaked around them, sparkling and lighting up the entire street like daylight in the dark night.
There was a constant stream of people on the street, almost all of them were monks, each appearing to be quite powerful.
The street in front of them was just the tip of the iceberg in the West Market. There were at least twenty or thirty similar streets, crisscrossing, forming a bustling market of immense size.
Even in terms of area, the market was almost as large as half of Wanqiu City. The streets were swarming with people. Shops and stalls were as numerous as stars in the night sky. It was far more impressive than the market in Wanqiu City, and truly deserved the title of the number one market in Great Tang.
"It's indeed bustling and prosperous. I never thought West Market would be so thriving." Shen Luo couldn't help but admire.
