The ghost-masked man stood in the Dazzling Divine Light. His robes billowed from the waves of light. He clenched his right hand, and countless rays of light condensed. A voice slowly sounded. "Ask the vast earth …"
The Six Evil Tribe Grand Elder's expression suddenly changed. It was as if he had seen a ghost. He cried out, "You, you …"
A bad premonition appeared in his heart. Then, the feeling of death enveloped him.
The Dazzling Divine Light still pierced the heavens and the earth, suppressing the entire Sumeru Space. However, his Dao Heart had already begun to crumble.
The light in the ghost-masked man's hand grew stronger and stronger. Soon, it condensed into a sword, and he slashed out.
"Boom!"
The Dazzling Divine Light that pierced thousands of miles was instantly blocked by a burst of Sword Qi. It set off a huge wave. The terrifying energy kept accumulating, but it could not advance any further.
The four Spirit Rhinoceros Clan members' expressions changed drastically. They shouted together and desperately formed seals to stabilize their magic treasures.
However, dense cracks had already appeared on the magic treasures. They could not hold on any longer.
In an instant, more than ten rays of light appeared in the void. A small number of Spirit Rhinoceros Clan members, as well as some powerful beings, all acted individually. They formed barriers that surged towards the Sumeru Space.
Yang Qingxuan's face was full of shock. He was not unfamiliar with this sword intent. In the Lower Realm, it had been transmitted through the Taixuan Sword Tomb and Li Hongxiu's body. It had injured Fan Wu.
The ghost-masked man's identity was on the verge of being revealed.
Bang!
The Sumeru Space could not hold on any longer and exploded.
The auction site immediately became a mess. However, there were already more than 30 peak powerhouses in the air. They were all desperately creating barriers and seals. Even the four Spirit Rhinoceros Clan members were trapped.
The terrifying energy kept spreading outwards, crushing these barriers and seals one by one.
Even Fei Bo rushed up to contribute his strength.
Just as everyone was filled with despair, the energy wave finally reached its peak and then retreated bit by bit.
The tens of thousands of people present were all enveloped in that terrifying pressure. They watched the energy above their heads slowly recede. Their faces were all pale. Many people's hands were still trembling in their sleeves.
Fei Bo was covered in cold sweat. He wiped it with all his might and shouted, "Calm down! Everyone, calm down. Don't run around. It's alright! It's alright! "
Quite a number of people had already escaped from the auction house. Only after hearing this did they return one by one.
The dozens of people standing in the air were extremely respectful at this moment. They cupped their fists and bowed, not daring to raise their heads.
Fei Bo hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed, "Greetings, Sir."
The entire place was silent. No one dared to make a sound. They all looked at the green-robed, devil-masked man in the void, standing indifferently in the air with his hands behind his back.
The ghost masked man in green said, "The performance is over."
Cold sweat trickled down from Fei Bo's temples, dripping into the crevices of his neck. He felt an indescribable discomfort and fear. He forced himself to smile awkwardly, but the smile he squeezed out was uglier than crying.
The ghost masked man waved his hand, and more than ten beams of light shot out and landed on the auction stage in the center.
It was none other than the twelve members of the Six Fiends Clan, including the grand elder. Although they hadn't died, they were all seriously injured. As for those under the Nine Stars Thousand Realms Whirling stage, they were basically crippled.
The devil-masked man in green said to Yang Qingxuan, "I'll give it to you as well."
After he finished speaking, his figure became fainter and fainter.
Only then did Yang Qingxuan regain his senses. He hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Greetings, Sir Saint King!"
However, the devil-masked man in green had already disappeared. No one knew how he left.
Fei Bo rolled his eyes. After confirming that the man had left, he straightened his back and wiped the sweat off his face. His figure flashed and returned to the auction stage in the center with a look of lingering fear on his face.
Yang Qingxuan's blood and Qi were also surging in his body. Although he didn't see the sword clearly, he had the sword talisman with him. His perception of sword intent was extremely strong. He seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't grasp it no matter how hard he tried.
Yang Qingxuan sat on the chair and fell into deep thought.
He seemed to be recalling the sword intent he sensed from the sword.
There were all kinds of voices in the hall. They were all discussing the battle just now. Some were serious, some were excited, some were nervous, and some were like Yang Qingxuan who fell into deep thought.
Fei Bo and the members of the Spirit Rhinoceros Clan were busy for a while before they finished dealing with the aftermath of the battle.
The auction continued.
When Fei Bo saw Yang Qingxuan sitting there with a dull look in his eyes, he called out softly a few times. Only then did Yang Qingxuan regain his senses.
Fei Bo smiled and said, "Sir, you seem to have comprehended something?"
Yang Qingxuan didn't hide it. He nodded and said, "I sensed something, but I couldn't grasp it."
Fei Bo said, "It's very normal. Every move and word of a Supreme Being contains the laws of the Great Dao. It's enough for us to study for a long time. Now, let's continue the auction. Sir, why don't you go back and comprehend it? "
Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists and said with a smile, "I was rude."
He looked at the dozen people on the ground and asked, "Can these people join the auction?"
Fei Bo laughed and said, "Haha, of course. I just checked. Apart from these people who are about to die and have little value, there are more than ten people. These two are at the mid-stage of the Ten Star Thousand Realms Whirling Realm, and the one at the peak of the Ten Star Thousand Realms Whirling Realm. Although he seems to be seriously injured, he didn't suffer any fatal injuries. "
Yang Qingxuan smiled softly. This was a gift from the Holy King.
He had a feeling that the Holy King seemed to have seen through his identity, but he didn't believe it.
Now that he had turned into a member of the Ox-Head Race, he should be a real member of the Ox-Head Race.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the Six Fiend Race's Grand Elder and the others. Then, he turned to Fei Bo and asked, "Sir, where are the things they have?"
Fei Bo immediately felt a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and asked, "Things? What things? "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Things like storage Origin Tools."
Fei Bo said, "I'm not very sure. Maybe I lost them in the previous battle."
"Oh, lost them?"
Yang Qingxuan said dejectedly, "The next time I see the Holy King, I have to make it clear to him. Otherwise, he will think that I took them."
Fei Bo's flesh trembled, and he said embarrassedly, "You don't need to tell Lord Supreme about such a small matter, do you?"
Yang Qingxuan said coldly, "Why don't you? Our Lord Holy King has always been clear about benefits. If anyone dares to take a little more of his things, even if he has to chase them to the lower realm, he will definitely crush that person, grind their bones to dust, skin them, and pull out their tendons. Then, he will chase them to the Ghost World and beat them until they can never reincarnate. "
The flesh on Fei Bo's face turned ugly as it twisted into a ball. Although he knew that Yang Qingxuan was talking nonsense, his heart was still in a mess.
But soon, he figured it out. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and bent down to pick up the things on the ground. "Hey, why are there a bunch of storage Origin Tools here? Sir, take a look and see if they belong to these people. "
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "What a coincidence. These dozens of storage Origin Tools fell into a pile, and they just happened to pile up under Sir's feet. Fortunately, Sir has a good leg. Otherwise, these would have been lost."
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