"While gathering intelligence, I overheard of an ancient arena on the Divine Martial Continent, built by the Ancient Gods and Demons. It was specifically designed for the strong warriors of the Demon Clan and Demon Race to fight, tear each other apart, for the amusent of the Ancient Gods. To ensure the fights were spectacular, the Ancient Gods set an array formation restriction in the arena, banning all use of mana and spells. Only physical combat is allowed."
Li Shishi pointed towards the bull head at the top of the hall.
"Before seeing this bull head, I was not entirely sure. Now it’s almost certain, the Penglai Auction’s venue is likely remodeled from the arena of Ancient Tis of Gods and Demons. This bull head has significant origins; it’s rumored that Ancient Ancestor Witch Xingtian was a bull-headed human. Even after his head was severed, he continued to wield the Gan Qi Divine Axe in battle."
"He is revered by the Ancient Gods, Demon Race, and Demon Clan as the God of War. Thus, the arena was specifically built with this bull head to overlook everyone below. It represents War Witch Xingtian."
Who would’ve thought an ancient arena would carry such significance.
Chu Feng certainly gained so insight.
War Witch Xingtian has always been one of the figures Chu Feng admired most from many myths and legends.
As the master and servant talked, more and more guests started entering the venue.
There are over ten thousand seats inside.
Due to the ample seating, there’s no need to designate seat numbers; people can sit wherever they like.
According to Chu Feng’s thinking, with Penglai Auction’s stringent mbership requirents, having a hundred guests would already be quite good.
However, reality proved that Chu Feng underestimated the world’s heroes.
The guests entering have already exceeded a thousand.
Even if every guest brought a companion, that’d be at least five hundred true mbers.
Many guests ca alone and did not bring any companion.
Thus, the actual number of guests is even higher.
Perhaps because the auction is about to start, guests are pouring in like a swarm.
"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
The bell rang three tis consecutively, and the entire venue fell silent.
"Ti’s up, close the venue!" An elderly and mighty voice sounded, and the door closed with a bang.
This ans that until the auction ends, nobody inside is allowed to leave, nor can outsiders enter.
Chu Feng cast his gaze and roughly counted; over twelve hundred people seed to have arrived.
Each mber present is a person of outstanding talent.
"Kid, didn’t expect you actually managed to get in! Following so big shot in here, right?" A cold voice sounded in Chu Feng’s ear, the other person must be using a thod of secret transmission.
Because within the auction venue, Divine Sense cannot be released outside.
This is likely to prevent anyone from using Divine Sense to spy on other guests or attack them.
Chu Feng searched twice before finally noticing the figure of Wushou Dan Venerate.
Not only had Wushou Dan Venerate co, but Wen Dan Venerate was accompanying him.
"Haha, are you surprised? Don’t be impatient, there’s even more surprising things ahead." Chu Feng sneered coldly.
"Oh! From your words, did you really bring an elixir qualified to participate in the auction? Did you make it yourself?" Wushou Dan Venerate was indeed surprised.
He hadn’t expected Chu Feng to be able to enter the Penglai Auction.
"I didn’t make it; did you make it for ? Let’s just wait and see. You only need to prepare the page of the dicine King Scripture from your Shennong Mountain."
Chu Feng also utilized the thod of secret transmission to communicate with the other.
Though he spoke confidently, he felt uncertain inside. After all, the other is a Supre Alchemy Master from Shennong Mountain.
Whether in fa or strength, they’re far above Chu Feng.
Wen Boshen’s gaze towards Chu Feng was filled with hatred, with an unmistakable killing intent.
If not for Wushou Dan Venerate’s tily intervention last ti, he might have already been killed by Chu Feng.
Though he narrowly escaped death, those few heavy slaps had landed squarely.
Every ti he thought about being slapped in the face publicly by Chu Feng, he felt indescribable sha and anger.
At that mont, Chu Feng suddenly sensed a cold killing intent focused on him. Instinctively, he turned to look, fists clenched tightly, eyes icy cold.
"Panlong Heavenly Emperor, didn’t expect you really found new backing."
The long-unseen Panlong Heavenly Emperor was sitting with several mysteriously dressed n in black. Those n in black exuded an undeniably malevolent aura, clearly not benevolent.
Because they wore black veils on their hats, their true faces were not visible.
However, the coffin badges on their chests revealed their identity.
These people are experts from the Undying Tomb.
Panlong Heavenly Emperor certainly knows his way, indeed climbed higher, holding onto a strong pillar.
No wonder Beixie National Master, through the Stargazing Technique, realized Panlong Heavenly Emperor’s Emperor Star beca strong again.
With the help of the Undying Tomb, it’s enough to extend the life of Azure Dragon Heavenly Kingdom.
The five n in black, the one sitting furthest right, brought Chu Feng a peculiar feeling of familiarity.
"Strange, I don’t know anyone from the Undying Tomb; who is that person?" Chu Feng felt puzzled. He wanted to unveil the person’s hat and see clearly.
"Mokeboer, can you co out and move freely?" Chu Feng communicated with the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King using Divine Sense.
Divine Sense cannot extend outside but is unaffected within his body.
"Master, I can’t co out. The restriction outside is terrifying; if I exit your body, I’ll be imdiately annihilated." Demon Eye Evil Spirit King never felt as fearful as now.
It seems the array formation restriction of the Penglai Auction is even more dreadful than imagined.
"Forget it, anyway, those people are involved with Panlong Heavenly Emperor; sooner or later, I’ll learn that person’s true identity."
Though he previously suspected Panlong Heavenly Emperor may have allied with the Undying Tomb, not seeing it firsthand left room for doubt.
Now, after witnessing them together, Chu Feng couldn’t help but feel heavy-hearted.
Panlong Heavenly Emperor is his mortal enemy; as long as he’s alive, Chu Feng will not find peace.
With the support of the Undying Tomb, who knows where destiny will lead?
Thinking of the deep blood vengeance on him, Chu Feng clenched his fists tight enough to squeeze water, nails digging into his flesh without notice.
"Hello everyone, I’m Ye Wu, the Gold Token Auctioneer of the Penglai Auction, and it’s an honor to host this year’s auction finale. First, on behalf of the Penglai Auction, a warm welco to all of you..."
Manager Ye looked even more stunning today than usual.
She wore a white fox fur and a golden sash tied around her waist, accentuating her slender figure beautifully.
"Good, good!"
"Applaud!"
Indeed, Young Master Jin Ling was here again, cheering loudly while being the first to stand and applaud enthusiastically.
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