"Are you done?" Chu Xun asked.
The Wang family's ancestor nodded in satisfaction and said,"It's almost done. I've basically touched most of it. Even if there are still some remnants, I'll be able to figure it out after some time!”
Chu Xun smiled.
He really treated the auction house as his.
"What do you like?"
"Yes!"
"A lot!"
"But compared to these artifacts!"
"I admire this training hall more!"
"It's a pity to use it as an auction house. It should be left to my Wang family and be passed down forever. At that time, it won't be long before the descendants of my Wang family rise one after another.”The Wang family's ancestor said longingly.
Wang Qiong didn't know what to do.
Seeing this, the Wang family's ancestor only shook his head and said,"It seems that I haven't trained you enough these years. You have to be calm and don't panic. Since I'm here, I'm naturally fully prepared!”
"This auction house is not bad!"
"After you modify it into a training ground, your cultivation level will also increase by leaps and bounds, and you will be able to shake off the prodigies with the same name as you in a very short period of time.”
The ridicule in Chu Xun's eyes could no longer be concealed. Since the Wang Clan's ancestor had already shed all pretense of cordiality, he would no longer show any kindness. He mocked,""Look, I still have an ultimate cultivation technique in my hand. Do you want it?”
He opened his palm.
A scroll filled with supreme ancient charm appeared.
After the first auction ended, Chu Xun had a chance to draw a lottery, and the one he drew was this ultimate ancient technique.
When it appeared in the auction hall, even if it hadn't been opened yet, it still exuded a shocking aura that made people immersed in it. It was as if they had fallen into a dream and fallen into the river of time. Their minds were blurred and their divine senses were confused.
The Wang family's ancestor's eyes burned. Even though he hadn't used this ultimate cultivation technique, he could still sense its extraordinariness. His heart trembled slightly. If he were to cultivate it, the time it would take for him to become a Saint would probably be shortened.
His wild eyes flashed with greed.
There were too many good things.
He thought that this was his limit, but he didn't expect this little fellow to have even more good things on him. His gaze became more and more greedy as if he was looking at a moving treasure vault. He forced forward and said,"Hand it over. Some things are not something you should have. If it falls into your hands, it will only be a pearl covered in dust. If it falls into my hands, it will flourish and even be known by the world!”
"This cultivation technique is extraordinary!"
"It can also be used as the family treasure of my Wang family!”
Seeing the Wang family's ancestor forcing him.
Chu Xun only chuckled softly.
The gray-robed old servant also took a light step forward. His bent back was gradually straightening up. The Wang Clan's ancestor did not care. He even sealed the space with the aura of the Saint Realm and exerted pressure. He looked at Chu Xun mockingly and said,""Is he your source of confidence?"
"If it's only him, you can give up!”
"If you don't become a Saint Realm expert, you won't be able to understand the terror of a Saint Realm expert!”
"And Saints can't be slaves!”
"Although I don't know what method you used to kill Demon Venerable Green Bull and the other two, I'm afraid he paid a huge price. Now, he's even suffering a backlash. If you're smart, hand over what you have!”The Wang family's ancestor sneered.
He knew that there were some restrictive spells in the immemorial realm.
It could make people explode for a short time.
Therefore, he suspected that the gray-robed old servant was relying on this method.
After all.
How powerful was a true Saint?
Just comprehending that wisp of aura was enough to make one feel intoxicated. Immersed in it, it was as if one could die at night after hearing the Dao in the morning. Only when he truly stepped into this realm did he understand the supreme terror of this realm.
"Ha!"
Chu Xun mocked.
It was rumored that some people who suddenly grasped immense power after breaking through would develop arrogance, arrogance, conceit, bloodlust, and a berserk side. He had never thought that the repercussions of the Wang Clan Patriarch would be so serious.
This was a change in his emotions due to his inability to control a large amount of power.
But thinking about it, it made sense.
In the end, he had to rely on external forces to break through.
If he had immersed himself for three to five years to digest the current changes, he would not be so conceited. Even if he was still arrogant and conceited, he would not be so brainless. He said with a cold gaze,"Xiao Jiu, I'll leave it to you!"
"Here!"
The gray-robed elder said respectfully.
He raised his head again.
A terrifying scene appeared in his cold eyes.
The ground began to crack.
The ground began to shake.
Layers of lava were gushing out from the ground.
The scene of the auction house was collapsing and being destroyed. It split open like paper. The entire dark market seemed to have been reduced to ruins. It was torn into two halves by an invisible hand and swallowed by invisible lava.
The Wang family's ancestor stood on the dried red lava on the ground. His eyes, which should have been incomparably terrifying, were now devoid of warmth. They looked extremely illusory, but they seemed so real.
The gray-robed old servant was still standing there.
It was as if there were only two people left in the world.
Surging lava surged around him, turning into a river.
The ground was also cracking.
The scarlet moon hung in the sky, shining a strange moonlight.
The cold smile on the Wang family's ancestor's face froze. Looking at the terrifying scene that kept changing around him, his heart throbbed violently. He said with some shock,"Illusion?"
He wanted to break free.
The Saint Realm aura surged from his body.
However, he found that he could not control his mind at all. He fell into endless darkness like a walking corpse.
Swoosh!
Suddenly.
A corpse appeared in front of them. A blood-red spear had pierced through its head, pierced through its body, and nailed it to the ground.
At first he didn't feel anything.
When he sensed the supreme aura of the corpse, the Wang family's ancestor's mind swayed. He inexplicably shivered and said in fear," Saint, Saint, Saint Realm…!"
He was different from the false saint that had one foot in the door.
It was also different from a Quasi-Sage.
The corpse was a real saint.
This made the Wang family's ancestor's eyes filled with fear. Was this an illusion? If so, why was it so realistic? Even the aura of the Saint Realm was so lifelike, as if he had seen a real person?
Following closely.
His pupils were almost frozen as he saw statues emerging from the vast, dried, blood-red land. These statues had different postures. Some were kneeling on one knee with a sword stabbed into their backs, while others were lying there with blood-red light between their eyebrows.
Most of them were like ordinary corpses that were casually thrown onto the blood-colored ground.
However, any random corpse that came out was a Saint Realm expert.
He also saw a blurry figure. It was an old servant in a gray robe. At this moment, he was no longer as humble and respectful as he was in the auction house. He was only as cold as the death god. Step by step, his figure gradually straightened up, and his robe gradually became gorgeous and bloody. His appearance also began to change, as if he was returning to his peak.
As he walked forward step by step.
His divine sense followed him unconsciously.
They crossed the Saint Realm.
He saw an even more terrifying existence. From dozens of miles away, just the aura that seeped out after its death made him tremble. His eyes were filled with endless fear as he muttered,"Autarch!"
More than a dozen corpses lay on the ground in a mess. In addition, there were many dismembered limbs. The evil aura gathered was enough to annihilate ordinary saints into ruins.
However, he watched as the gray-robed old servant stepped on it easily.
He stepped forward.
He saw a pile of white bones. Any one of them was probably stronger than anyone in the Supreme Dojo. However, they were lying there in a mess. He also saw a skeleton throne among the pile of white bones.
The gray-robed old servant walked forward step by step.
Crossing the Blood Sea.
Over white bones.
He arrived in front of the throne.
His blood-red cloak fluttered in the wind, and his tall body calmly sat down on the throne of the Death God. The skull he was stroking seemed to be…the skull of a Great Emperor!
That pair of indifferent eyes seemed to have crossed the ages, striking the heart of the Wang family's ancestor, causing the latter to kneel down in fear, his eyes filled with endless fear.
The terrifying figure on the throne murmured softly, as if he was asking himself," Is the Saint Realm very strong?"
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