The first floor!
Chapter One! The Sinful King's Palace.
This was a great hall in the deepest part of the Sinful King's Palace.
Each of the fiendish gods had ferocious expressions. Their muscles were bulging, and their veins were bulging. They were like evil dragons, and they looked extremely lifelike. There were faint Monarch runes interweaving on each of the fiendish gods. It was as if these fiendish gods would come to life and slaughter the world once they were activated, causing people to involuntarily shiver in fear.
In the eyes of these evil gods, the 'Fire of Sin' flickered. It was like the flickering of will-o '-the-wisps. The terrifying power was restrained, but everyone knew that as long as the' Fire of Sin 'was spat out from these eyes, it was enough to burn everything in the world!
In the 'Sinful King Palace', there was no such thing as a VIP seat. It was similarly spacious, and there were 72 copper pillars that pierced through the dome. Every single copper pillar was engraved with every sin in the world, greed, gluttony, rage …
Inside the hall, there were many bronze tables and chairs. Many great powers were sitting on them. Under Shui Hanhua's lead, Xuanyuan entered the Sinful King's Palace, attracting many surprised gazes from the experts.
As soon as Xuanyuan entered, he was stared at by countless eyes. He felt extremely uncomfortable. He was secretly shocked. Among the people here, the weakest was in the realm of Xian Dou. It could be said that he was the most inconspicuous and the weakest existence here.
There were many Life Immortals, Earth Immortals, and Heaven Immortals here. Many people were silently waiting for the auction to begin.
Shui Hanhua brought Xuanyuan to an empty table and sat down. He smiled and said, "You're a good girl."
"Not everyone has the qualifications to enter this place to participate in the auction. Those who are able to enter this place are either extremely powerful, or have deep foundations and great forces. If you want to bid for a few items here, you'll have no choice but to spend a lot of money. So before you buy anything, you'd better think carefully. This is an auction that only happens once every hundred years, and every item here is an immortal treasure that can be put on the stage."
Xuanyuan naturally understood this. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many powerful people here. He glanced around. There weren't many people here, less than a thousand, but each one was extraordinary. Xuanyuan also saw many old acquaintances.
Da Huaidan, Xiao Pianzi, Meng Sihuo, Hua Xialiu, Du Zie, Mo Jingguang, He Busi, and Chu Laoqian. These eight devils were like Siamese twins. They were inseparable. However, this time, there were four mysterious elders beside them. Obviously, they were four of the Eastern Region Eight Immortals. The eight of them chattered and discussed. They didn't care about the gazes of the people around them. Xuanyuan's mouth twitched. As expected, in a place like the City of Sin, how could they not be present?
Not only that, the Ancient Demon Son and the Ancient Demon Saintess were also here. However, there was a young man beside them. This young man had long black hair that draped over his shoulders. His face looked like it had been sculpted by the gods. He was extremely handsome. His purple pupils shone with a demonic light. His appearance was enough to make many women in the world blush with shame. His strength seemed to be above the Ancient Demon Son and the Ancient Demon Saintess. Xuanyuan couldn't tell how strong he was. Similarly, there were a few terrifying figures from the Demon Race beside them. In a place like the City of Sin, many Sons of Saints were assassinated on their way out after purchasing the treasures. It was a great loss. Countless bloody lessons taught them not to let the Sons and Saintess endure the training here. It was no longer training, it was sending them to their deaths. Even though the Sons of Saints had amazing potential, they could only be above their peers before they grew up. They were still no match for the older generation.
Qing Yi's hair was like a waterfall. After cultivating with Xuanyuan, the aura she emitted became even more enchanting. Her body was tall and slender. Her proud figure was revealed through her dark green palace dress. Every glance and smile of hers was full of charm and charm. Even the Life Immortals who had reached the Heaven Changing Realm couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. Occasionally, they would look at the Saint of Chaos Immortal with meaningful looks.
The Saint Son of Chaos Immortal didn't look too good. News of Qingyi and Ji Luori's dual cultivation had spread throughout the world. He was constantly being cuckolded, which put a lot of pressure on the Saint Son of Chaos Immortal. Every time he felt the mocking gazes of others, the Saint Son of Chaos Immortal had the urge to kill. He had already killed many people, and he could only endure those he couldn't kill.
The Saint of Black Tortoise and the Saint of Black Tortoise were also present. The Saint of Black Tortoise's arm that had been cut off had grown back. His strength seemed to be even more unfathomable than before. However, what surprised Xuanyuan even more was that the Saint of Black Tortoise's strength had soared to a point where it was even more terrifying than the Saint of Black Tortoise's. Her eyes were bloodshot. She was like a madwoman who could fight to the death at any time. It was no wonder that she was half-dead after being blown up by Xuanyuan, which destroyed the balance of her central soul. She would never be able to step into the Life Immortal realm. This was a huge blow to the Saint of Black Tortoise.
The Saint of Cold Sky and the Saint of Cold Sky had also arrived. Beside them were three old men. They formed an independent world of ice. Anyone who came within ten meters of them couldn't help but shiver and retreat. Apart from some unfathomable people who didn't care and sat beside them, the others who weren't strong didn't dare to come close.
The Saint of Fighting Dragon and the Saint of Fighting Dragon were also here. For a long time, the Saint of Fighting Dragon and the Saint of Fighting Dragon had been training in the Central Plains and had gained some fame. When Xuanyuan entered Sengoku, he had never even heard of them. They were training in the Central Plains, so Xuanyuan didn't find it strange that he would see them now.
Jiang Tushen of the Jiang family, Jiang Yitian. Seeing Jiang Yitian, Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh. Jiang Yitian was like a cockroach that couldn't be killed. Last time, he was almost crippled, but now he was full of energy again. His strength had even stepped into the fifth revolution Xian realm. Xuanyuan couldn't help but marvel at the depth of the Jiang family.
The Jiang Clan's Wang Yuchen and Qing Lian, the Ji Clan's Ji Tianwu, the Zongheng Saint of the Zongheng Sect, the Zongheng Saintess, whom Xuanyuan had never seen before, the Eldest Prince of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, Fu Diyi, and another prince and two princesses. Beside them were all old men with terrifying strength. A royal aura that could dominate the world was emitted. This was the eternal foundation of the Zhongzhou Dynasty!
In addition, Xuanyuan also saw Murong Xuan 'er from the Murong Clan. Sitting beside her was the old woman who had wanted to help him out of kindness but had nearly caused his death. As expected, a person with such terrifying strength wouldn't die so easily. It was just that the time that she could live had been shortened.
There were also many Saints from the Zhangsun Clan, Gongsun Clan, Shangguan Clan, and Ouyang Clan …
However, Xuanyuan didn't know these people, so he didn't pay much attention to them. Now, he could only quietly wait for the auction to begin.
Some of these Saints from the various factions treated each other coldly, while some conversed warmly. From this, it could be seen that the relationships between the various factions were complicated. It was something that ordinary people couldn't understand.
"Sakyamuni, I didn't expect to meet you here. Enemies really don't meet unless they're enemies. That day, all the effort that I put into invading Samsara has been completely destroyed by you. You really deserve to die!" The Fighting Dragon Saint's voice suddenly came. His words were filled with endless savagery. Obviously, he was also very surprised to meet Sakyamuni here.
Xuanyuan looked at the Fighting Dragon Saint. The only one who could recognize him here was the Fighting Dragon Saint, the master of the Mystic Gate in the headquarters of Samsara in the Eastern State. Of course, there was another person, and that was Qing Yi.
"Fighting Dragon Saint, you're really lucky. I didn't think that you could escape from Elder Xian Yue's attack that day. Why do you think that you've lived long enough to come here and stick your neck out? Do you want to die? I don't mind cutting off your head and using your skull to make a piss bucket! " Xuanyuan laughed coldly and disdainfully. He didn't take the Fighting Dragon Saint seriously, which attracted many people's attention.
"Well said, Brother Sakyamuni. I support you. Use your supreme killing path of Samsara to castrate this Fighting Dragon Saint." Old Chu Qian said as if he wanted to see the world in chaos. Seeing four of the Eight Immortals of the Eastern Region, the Fighting Dragon Saint sneered and didn't respond.
"We'll know who lives and who dies when the auction ends and we leave this place." The Fighting Dragon Saint didn't want to make trouble for himself. After saying that, he stopped talking. Xuanyuan also didn't want to talk to him.
"Damn it, Fighting Dragon Saint, come out if you have the guts. I'll kick your balls." Du Zie had a lot of opinions about the Fighting Dragon Saint. They had fought before, and the Fighting Dragon Saint even provoked Ji Luori, which made him even more unhappy.
The Fighting Dragon Saint didn't say much. No matter how the other party provoked him, no one could do anything. Once they did, they would be the first to die under the Fire of Sin. No one could bear it, not even Sky Immortals. So he wasn't worried!
"Sigh, how can someone like you be called the 'Fighting Dragon Saint Son' or the 'Fighting Insect Saint Son'? You don't even dare to fight my big brother one-on-one at the same level, and now you're shouting at others. Hua Xialiu sneered. He waved the Three Thousand Beauties Fan in his hand, which attracted many people's attention.
This was a competition between the younger generation, and the older generation rarely interfered. It was all up to them.
Murong Xuan 'er saw this and snorted, "Birds of a feather flock together.
"Indeed, birds of a feather flock together. This Sakra Heaven is nothing good. I really don't know how he obtained the Great Dao Emperor Talisman."
"Xuan 'er, you can't judge a person by his appearance. I can't help but blame your father for making you cultivate nonstop since you were young. You don't know anything about the ways of the world. How will you manage the Murong Clan in the future?"
The old woman sighed. This child had been by her side since he was young. He didn't speak much and spent all his time cultivating. He didn't have any friends, and there were too many schemes in the aristocratic families. This child had always been unwilling to touch these things and accompany her.
At this moment, a seductive demonic voice was heard.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The centennial auction of the Sinful Palace is about to begin!"
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