Mo Wuji kept the Time Plate and stared at the five words floating in front of him: Sage Dao Conference.
Previously, he didn't feel anything when his spiritual will pierced through the void. But now that he was standing in front of these five words, he could feel the majestic and majestic aura.
The fella who wrote these five words definitely wasn't any weaker than a Sage.
"Brother Mo, the Sage Dao Conference isn't simple. There are at least three to four people like Dao Friend Tian Hen. As for Quasi-Sages, there are even more. "Seeing Mo Wuji stop, Kun Yun couldn't help but say.
He was most worried that Mo Wuji would use force. Even if Mo Wuji stepped into the Sage Stage, he wouldn't be able to use force in the Sage Dao Conference.
Mo Wuji smiled faintly, "Don't lie to me. There are only eight Sages in the universe."
When Tian Hen heard Mo Wuji's words, he immediately explained, "Lord, there are indeed only eight Throned Sages. Without a God Throne, the rest wouldn't be able to step into the Sage Stage …"
As he said this, he subconsciously glanced at Mo Wuji. He knew that Mo Wuji was definitely in the Sage Stage. However, he couldn't understand how Mo Wuji obtained a God Throne.
"Could there be four Throned Sages here? I've seen all these Throned Sages before. Which four are they? Could they be the fellas who attacked me previously? "Mo Wuji asked doubtfully.
Kun Yun subconsciously shivered. Four Sages attacked Mo Wuji? What was going on? Why didn't he know?
Tian Hen bowed and said, "Lord, there are indeed eight Throned Sages. However, there are definitely no more than eight now. Back then, there were three that fell. I was only able to step into the Sage Stage because of Lord's godly might. Qing Yuan and Tai Luan are the only ones who frequently stay in the Sage Dao Conference. However, the power of the Sage Dao Conference far exceeds these two. There are also some people who don't have a God Throne but are still infinitely close to the Sage Stage. These people borrow the fate of the world to stabilise their Dao … "
"There are such people?" Mo Wuji suddenly thought of Luo. Luo should have borrowed the Sword of Fortune. Logically, the Sword of Fortune shouldn't be considered the fate of the world.
Tian Hen hurriedly said, "Yes, there really are such people. For example, Underworld Sage Mi Ji of the Underworld, Wu Huang and Yuan Jie of the Deity Race, and so on. All of them had surpassed the Demi-Sage Realm and were just lacking Deity Thrones. Without the Deity Seat, he would lose his lifespan and the Feedback of Heaven and Earth. In the end, they can only die of old age in the void of the universe, so they are a very special group of people. "
Mo Wuji was slightly doubtful. He was also a Sage but he didn't have a God Throne. As a Sage, he knew very well that he did not need a Deity Position. Not only had his lifespan increased immensely, but he could also feel the improvement of his Great Path at every moment.
Seeing that Mo Wuji wasn't speaking, Kun Yun immediately said, "Yes, there are indeed many experts in the Sage Dao Conference. Therefore, even though everyone here was a ruthless person, no one dared to cause trouble at the Sage Dao Conference. Moreover, the defensive array of the Sage Dao Conference is a peak grade defensive array. Whoever causes trouble here will not be able to escape … "
Mo Wuji did not speak, and closed his eyes. Seeing that Mo Wuji didn't speak, Kun Yun and Tian Hen naturally didn't dare to speak either.
"Come on, let's talk inside." After close to four hours, Mo Wuji led the way into the defensive array of the Sage Dao Conference.
The defensive array of the Sage Dao Conference was a peak grade deathtrap array, but he wasn't afraid of it. He had his own universe and his Array Dao had reached the pinnacle. No matter how strong the defensive array of the Sage Dao Conference was, it wouldn't be able to trap him. Moreover, he had already used the four hours to install his own void runes outside the Sage Dao Conference.
Tian Hen sighed in his heart. Even though he was a Sage, he still had to think twice before entering the Sage Dao Conference to cause trouble. Mo Wuji did not hesitate to step in. Perhaps this was the difference between him and Mo Wuji.
"Eh …" The moment they entered the Sage Dao Conference, Kun Yun exclaimed.
Even without Kun Yun's reminder, Mo Wuji and Tian Hen had also seen it.
As long as they entered the Sage Dao Conference, they would see a huge auction board. The Sage Dao Conference was going to be holding a peak grade auction. On this auction board, there were three items: a Dao Law of the Universe, Tao Tie Pot and a broken primordial world.
Even the Wood Origin Bead, which he yearned for, was here.
Mo Wuji's wealth could be said to have killed many Sage-level experts. However, when he saw such an auction, he couldn't help but inhale a breath of cold air.
He didn't know what kind of items would be sold in such an auction. Or rather, he didn't know who would bring out so many good items to be sold.
"Come, let's head to the auction first." Mo Wuji did not hesitate to walk towards the entrance of the auction.
The auction of the Sage Dao Conference was naturally organized by the Sage Dao Conference. There were all sorts of exchanges and auctions here.
It was just that there weren't any restaurants, resthouses or streets.
It looked very strange, but those who came here wouldn't find it strange. There wasn't a need for people to stay here, nor was there a need for people to form a market to make this place prosperous. The only purpose of the Sage Dao Conference was to allow the circulation of peak grade treasures in the universe.
"Which class would the few of you like to sit?" At the entrance of the auction, Mo Wuji and co. were stopped.
Mo Wuji looked doubtfully at Kun Yun. Kun Yun hurriedly said, "Brother Mo, the first class is a large box. The price is 10 high-grade god spiritual veins a day."
Mo Wuji exclaimed in his heart. This was simply daylight robbery. A box cost 10 god spiritual veins a day. Couldn't this price be more reasonable?
In God World, a sect might not even have a single high-grade god spiritual vein. Here, the price was 10 a day. If he didn't strike it rich with Min Yuan, he would be an extremely poor man in this auction.
"I want a first class box for a month." Although he felt that it was expensive, Mo Wuji still took out a storage ring and handed it to the cultivator who stopped them. He was here to cause trouble. If he didn't have any aura, why would he cause trouble?
This cultivator checked the items in the storage ring, then nodded towards Mo Wuji and co., "The three of you, please enter."
Tian Hen sighed and said, "Ever since the Cataclysm, the box has become cheaper. I remember that a long time ago, the price of a top class box in the Sage Dao Conference was peak-grade god spiritual veins … "
Mo Wuji sighed. Indeed, he was used to being poor. If he didn't know that Tian Hen said it unintentionally, he really wanted to slap him. Would it kill you not to act cool?
"Tian Hen, don't go in. Wait outside the defensive array of the Sage Dao Conference." Mo Wuji stopped Tian Hen, who wanted to follow him into the auction.
Tian Hen jolted. He immediately came to an understanding and said, "Yes, my lord."
With that, he hurriedly turned and left. He knew that Mo Wuji didn't come here just to buy things. When the Tao Tie Pot and the Dao Law of the Universe appeared, his lord would definitely fight for them.
Fighting in a place like the Sage Dao Conference was simply like poking a hornet's nest. At that time, a chaotic battle would be unavoidable. Mo Wuji was worried that someone would escape, so he asked him to block the entrance of the Sage Dao Conference. Or rather, Mo Wuji wanted to escape himself, so he asked him to wait outside.
Seeing Tian Hen leave, Kun Yun cursed inwardly. He also wanted to leave. Now that Mo Wuji didn't say anything, he couldn't even open his mouth to leave. At his level of cultivation, how many of them were idiots? Mo Wuji wanted to use him as an excuse to fight. If he didn't use him as an excuse, how could Mo Wuji snatch the Tao Tie Pot?
Kun Yun sighed. He could only follow Mo Wuji into the auction. If it was a blessing, it wasn't a curse. If it was a curse, it couldn't be avoided.
A box that cost 10 high-grade god spiritual veins a day was indeed not bad. Not only was the view good, the space was huge. Even the defensive array and concealment array were top notch.
In the past, Mo Wuji had participated in many auctions. Every time he entered, the first thing he did was to put up a seal on the box. This time, not only did he not put up a seal, he even removed all the seals.
No matter what, they would end up fighting today. Mo Wuji was here to cause trouble. Since he was here to cause trouble, why would he need to put up a seal?
Not only did he want to snatch the Tao Tie Pot, he also wanted to snatch the Dao Law of the Universe. Besides this, the most important thing was to find out which fella plotted against Mo Xiangtong and Aunt Eleven.
"Brother Mo, you mustn't act recklessly. Even if you're a Sage, there are Sages here, and not just one. "Sitting in the box, Kun Yun was still nagging.
Mo Wuji waved his hand, "You don't have to worry. When the time comes, I won't implicate you."
If not for the fact that Kun Yun had to be here, he would have chased Kun Yun away.
To a cultivator, a few days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Mo Wuji had just finished a cup of god spiritual tea when a clear voice was heard, "Haha, I didn't think that dao friend would be one step earlier than me."
"Underworld Sage Mi Ji?" Kun Yun's face turned serious. Don't underestimate him just because he was a Principal God. Mi Ji didn't have a God Throne. In reality, Underworld Sage Mi Ji was backed by the Underworld. Even if he, Kun Yun, whipped his horse, he wouldn't be able to catch up to Mi Ji.
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