Yuwen Zhan's image in everyone's hearts plummeted.
Soon, more than half of the venue was filled by the invited experts. There were more than a hundred of them.
Of course, not all of them were four-star Chiliocosm Thousand Realms Whirling experts.
Many four-star Chiliocosm Thousand Realms Whirling followers or members of the Sage Sects were allowed to enter the eighth floor.
Zi Xin, Bai Fu, and Lan Ying stayed at the front to prevent anything else from happening. If that happened, the God Race would no longer be able to survive in the Mu Hai Realm.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt a chill on his back. He couldn't help but turn his head. He saw a young man sitting in the back row. He had delicate features and was extremely handsome. There were also several experts sitting beside him. All of them were emitting powerful auras.
The young man glanced at him from time to time. When Yang Qingxuan turned around, their eyes met. Yang Qingxuan could clearly see the murderous intent in the young man's eyes.
Yang Qingxuan frowned and said to himself, "Is he crazy?" Then he turned his head back.
The young man's face darkened. He snorted, but the murderous intent on his face did not diminish.
Dongfang Jiamu smiled and asked, "Young Master Qingxuan, what's wrong?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "There are many experts in the Mu Hai Realm. That's why there are so many crazy people."
Dongfang Jiamu could not help but laugh. He turned around and whispered, "That's someone from the Ning Family. If I'm not mistaken, that young man is the son of Ning Jinsheng, the heir of the Ning Family, Ning Junwu. He's a well-known figure among the younger generation in the Mu Hai Realm. Although he's not as strong as Yuwen Zhan, he's still a three-star Chiliocosm Thousand Realms Whirling expert. "
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed slightly, and his eyes narrowed.
Ning Xuefeng's memories surfaced in his mind. Indeed, he had an elder brother named Ning Junwu who wanted to marry his mother. It was Ning Jinsheng who sent Ning Xuefeng to the Firmament Star Field to capture Ning Hongru and himself.
According to the Virtuous Wind Ancient Pavilion's investigation, the person who captured his father and imprisoned him in the Ning Family's dungeon was most likely Ning Jinsheng.
Yang Qingxuan's murderous intent surged. He turned around and looked at Ning Junwu again. His eyes were cold and emotionless.
Ning Junwu glared at him, but his heart trembled as he felt an inexplicable sense of panic.
He was a peak three-star Thousand Realms Whirling expert. Originally, he had wanted to intimidate Yang Qingxuan, but he had been the one to be intimidated instead. He stood there in shock and fear.
When he came back to his senses, Yang Qingxuan had already turned his head away, leaving only the back of his head for him to see.
Ning Junwu's face darkened.
An old man at the side said in a low voice, "It seems that he knows who we are."
Ning Junwu said coldly, "So what if I know? Humph, we'll play it by ear. Let's deal him a blow at the auction first. After the auction, we'll find an opportunity to send him to the afterlife. "
The elder revealed a difficult expression and said, "Now that he is mingling with the people of the Purple Heart Divine King Manor, with the protection of the Purple Heart Divine King, and this is the Luo Fu Realm, I'm afraid it's not convenient for him to do anything."
Ning Junwu said unhappily, "Of course I know it's not convenient. That's why I'm acting according to the situation. Don't you understand the words' acting according to the situation '?"
The elder's expression was quite awkward, and he no longer spoke.
Soon, Qing Ze walked up to the auction table and cupped his fists to the crowd. He walked around and said respectfully, "There are two main arrangements for the auction on the eighth floor. First, there are six sun wheels. Two of them are the power of karma and the other four are the Eternal Ancient Flames. Second, there will be an exchange of items. If you have any good items, you can take them out for exchange. I won't talk nonsense. Let's start the auction. "
After saying that, his right hand gently brushed the table, and six sun rings appeared. They were dazzling with golden light and flowing runes. It was very beautiful.
But almost everyone's eyes fell on the last two sun rings.
The first four sun rings faintly emitted an extremely high temperature and were wrapped in a layer of faint fire. The last two sun rings were covered in a layer of faint white light. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see this subtle difference.
Qing Ze said, "Same as before, the six sun rings will be auctioned without a base price. Each bid must not be less than ten trillion star bright stones. Let's start with the first one. "
The auction house was silent for a while, and then Mo Yansheng said, "Two trillion."
This was about the average price of the previous Heng Heng Ancient Flames sun rings. There was no sound of surprise in the auction house. An old man shouted, "Two trillion."
A third person shouted, "Two trillion."
The auction house immediately quieted down. No one continued to bid, and no one exclaimed. This was because their level was much higher than the average martial artist of the seventh floor. Although several hundred trillion was a lot, it wasn't like they couldn't take it out.
Mo Yansheng didn't say anything. He had bid two trillion for one sun ring before, and now that the price was higher than before, he gave up. After all, there were still three sun rings.
No one else in the auction house made a sound. After Qing Ze shouted three times, the martial artist came forward to hand over the sun ring.
The second sun ring didn't have many bids. It was still Mo Yansheng who shouted two trillion. Another person increased the price by ten trillion and won it.
Yang Qingxuan thought to himself, Sure enough, the price can't be maintained if there are too many items. The price of the next two sun rings will probably be difficult to exceed this range.
As expected, after Mo Yansheng shouted two trillion, there was no more movement.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Two hundred and ten trillion."
Mo Yansheng's expression changed. He angrily said, "You …"
Yang Qingxuan made a gesture to calm him down. He cupped his fists and smiled, "Lord Mo Yansheng, please let me win. I will definitely repay you in the future."
Mo Yansheng frowned. There seemed to be a hidden meaning in these words. He coldly snorted and didn't say anything else.
Yuwen Zhan's expression changed. He wanted to bid again, but Feng Xuanxuan stopped him. She shook her head and said, "Don't fall for that brat's trick."
Yuwen Zhan frowned. He was somewhat hesitant.
At this time, Ning Junwu sneered, "What kind of sacred item is the Heng Heng Ancient Flames? How can anyone have it? Some people don't even take a piss and look at themselves. They actually want to win the ancient flame? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Two trillion. "
Dongfang Jiamu, Mo Yansheng, and the others sighed in their hearts. Another idiot. Were these sect disciples too stupid, or was Yang Qingxuan too smart?
Yang Qingxuan pretended to be angry. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "Who are you talking about?"
Ning Junwu laughed, "Hahahaha, I don't know who I'm talking about. Let's see who's talking about it."
Yang Qingxuan raged, "Two trillion!"
Ning Junwu said indifferently, "Two trillion."
Yang Qingxuan's face turned green. He gritted his teeth and said, "Two trillion!"
Ning Junwu and Yuwen Zhan furrowed their brows. Previously, Yang Qingxuan had bid 280 trillion for the solar disk, and Yuwen Zhan had bid 290 trillion for it.
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