The Fallen God halted, his heart chilling. Those were the natives—not to be provoked, or else it would be difficult to establish himself in the Immortal Ancient Realm, inviting great calamity.
Shi Hao’s gaze was equally cold as he stared at him, advancing step by step. This man actually dared to bring up the past, using the humiliation of his two senior brothers to provoke him.
“Young friend, would you be willing to trade that item to us? We’ll help you deal with him and wipe out his sect in the process,” an elder spoke up.
The crowd around them was stunned. The natives were showing such blatant favoritism toward Shi Hao—this was beyond anyone’s expectations.
“I’ll handle it myself. No need for your intervention,” Shi Hao said. His enemy stood before him, the one who had once trampled his two senior brothers underfoot, mocking and humiliating them. If he couldn’t defeat this man with his own hands, he would be unworthy of the Supreme Dao Field.
“Heh heh heh…” The Fallen God chuckled, his laughter cold—mocking, disdainful.
His gray hair fluttered as he narrowed his eyes, within them the terrifying vision of gods and demons perishing. Seeing the natives retreat, the corner of his lips curled slightly, his expression indifferent yet icy, confident in his invincibility.
“No wonder you sought the protection of several great clans. Trying to shield yourself?” He stared at Shi Hao, his gaze unfathomable.
“I said, the grudge between us will be settled between us. You don’t need to be afraid,” Shi Hao retorted sarcastically.
“Afraid? If I feared anything, I wouldn’t have achieved what I have today. Even if some powerful figure stands up for you, I will still kill you,” he said calmly.
The Divine Striking Stone howled in fury, loudly declaring that the Fallen God was doomed. It couldn’t wait to see his expression when Shi Hao revealed a strand of immortal energy.
The street descended into chaos, and soon, the entire Burial City was unsettled. Many rushed to the area upon hearing the news, eager to witness a legendary battle.
An ancient freak had emerged, intending to strike down the infamous “Huang.” Naturally, this was sensational, stirring great anticipation.
In a sense, this was the first time an ancient freak had appeared in person to suppress a contemporary genius. The Fallen God’s emergence caused an uproar.
Even if rumors spoke of ancient kings perishing in the Savage Nest, no one had witnessed it, leaving no way to verify the claims.
Thus, in the eyes of all the powerful, the Fallen God’s appearance marked the first true emergence of an ancient freak, ready to unleash slaughter!
“How rare! Huang has drawn the attention of an ancient king. I’m eager to see who is stronger!”
“Ancient kings, unrivaled for generations—I truly want to witness their unparalleled brilliance!”
…
In moments, the streets were packed, the skies densely crowded with figures.
*Dong!*
Suddenly, a bell tolled. The jade towers opposite glowed as a jade bell swayed, emitting gentle ripples that swept through Burial City.
That was—the Relic Auction House.
The largest auction house in the Burial Realm, built by the natives, ranked among the top ten across the minor worlds of the Immortal Ancient Realm, renowned far and wide.
Clearly, the auction was about to begin. The divine bell atop the grand jade hall rang, signaling the start of bidding for various treasures.
Everyone was torn—should they watch the battle or enter the auction? It was a dilemma.
This battle was a clash of legends, the most significant and highest-level confrontation since their arrival in the Immortal Ancient Realm. No one wanted to miss it.
Yet, the Relic Auction House had been spreading word for half a month—this auction would feature rare divine treasures, opportunities beyond imagination.
Rumors spoke of a possible Heavenly God Fruit, a divine item that, once consumed, could elevate one to the Heavenly God Realm instantly, standing supreme above all foes in the Immortal Ancient Realm.
There were also whispers of an ancient map, detailing the location of an immortal’s cave—its treasures beyond description, certain to shake all minor worlds.
“Let’s go to the auction first.”
At the critical moment, Shi Hao spoke, his mind calm, entirely unaffected by the Fallen God’s aggressive demeanor. He remained composed, sticking to his own plans.
He, too, had heard rumors—the Relic Auction House had items he needed. He was about to enter seclusion to cultivate his second strand of immortal energy and needed thorough preparation.
“Fine by me. Suits my intentions,” the Fallen God chuckled. He had come for the auction, aiming to select some divine treasures.
“Young man, if you see anything you like, let us know. We can trade with you,” several elders from the Eight-Armed Soul Clan and the Ancient Demon Clan approached eagerly.
“I’d like to look first,” Shi Hao replied.
“Oh? So you must have something valuable on you. Keep it safe—it seems my harvest today will be quite pleasant,” the Fallen God remarked with a faint smile.
Then, he strode toward the jade towers, entering the auction house.
“That bastard! How infuriating!” The little rabbit gnashed her teeth, her ruby-like eyes glaring.
Even Cao Yusheng and the others felt indignant. The Fallen Ridge’s successor was indeed overbearing, his arrogance making them itch to fight him immediately.
“He’s doing it on purpose—provoking us. This man is deep, not so shallow. He’s trying to disrupt Shi Hao’s state of mind,” Qing Yi said.
They, too, entered the auction house, as the bidding for various treasures was about to begin.
Inside the resplendent hall, the space was even more vast than it appeared outside, with rows of seats and private booths capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands.
The grand structure clearly incorporated spatial laws.
“Who said the natives were rigid? This is their auction house, the most prosperous business around.”
“This was built by several powerful clans working together.”
Whispers and murmurs filled the air.
The place was exquisite, with seats carved from fine jade, steps of cyan jade, massive pillars of golden jade, and the high platform of mutton-fat jade.
“Let’s hurry and begin. Once we’ve bid for what we need, we can watch the epic battle!” The crowd buzzed with excitement.
Word had spread—the Fallen God had emerged, domineering and unyielding, arriving in Burial City to suppress Huang.
Many speculated that he might have taken that step, hence his emergence, though none could confirm it.
“The Fallen God has always been inscrutable. Until he acts, no one can guess just how formidable he is.”
“Fallen Ridge is one of the four ancestral courts of the demonic path, and the Fallen God is hailed as its most terrifying and promising figure. If he has taken that step, the entire Upper Realm will tremble before him!”
The three thousand provinces were vast, with countless sects, yet Fallen Ridge held a place among the four demonic holy lands—its terror needed no further explanation.
“Please, quiet down. The auction is about to begin.”
On the mutton-fat jade platform, someone spoke—an elderly native powerhouse alongside enchanting, graceful maidens.
The crowd quickly settled, anticipation thick in the air.
True to its reputation, the Relic Auction House did not disappoint. Right from the start, it ignited the crowd’s fervor. The first item alone caused a sensation.
“The Blue Bone Blade—said to slay all experts in the True God Realm, peerlessly sharp, unbreakable.” The elder’s introduction sent waves through the hall, stirring everyone.
The atmosphere in the auction house ignited instantly. Many rose to their feet, hearts pounding as they stared at the platform.
After all, the True God Realm was the pinnacle most could hope to reach in the Immortal Ancient Realm, requiring long years of cultivation.
Now, here was a blade capable of slaying all True Gods—how could it not stir desire?
Aside from the ancient kings and a select few, most didn’t even dream of surpassing the True God Realm in a short time. With this blade, one could dominate across minor worlds.
A beautiful woman appeared, holding a dreamlike, azure bone blade wreathed in mist—both enchanting and eerie—displaying it for all to see.
“I offer two sacred herbs!” someone shouted, accompanied by the sound of swallowing saliva.
“What a bumpkin! Two sacred herbs? How embarrassing!”
“Five sacred herbs!”
“Half a piece of Star Essence!”
…
The auction house erupted, bids flying, rapidly driving the Blue Bone Blade to astronomical prices.
In the end, the blade was won by a mysterious woman.
“The second item is a fragment of an original Heavenly God’s bone,” a lovely maiden on the platform announced, her lips parting, her dark eyes gleaming.
“A Heavenly God’s bone fragment? Could this be used to forge a Heavenly God’s remnant artifact?”
“This trip was worth it! The treasures here are incredible!”
The grand hall buzzed with excitement. Only two items in, and already such marvels—who knew what lay ahead?
Yet, many clicked their tongues in dismay, knowing their resources and herbs were insufficient to compete for such rarities.
As time passed, the treasures grew ever more astonishing.
Finally, the main event arrived—the Heavenly God Fruit.
“Everyone, I know you’ve been eagerly awaiting the Heavenly God Fruit. But such an item is too heaven-defying to appear here in reality. What we’re auctioning is a bone map, detailing the mysterious region where the fruit grows.”
The auctioneer’s words sparked instant uproar. Many were deeply dissatisfied.
“What? Not the fruit itself, just a clue? What’s the use? If it could be found, you’d have plucked it yourselves long ago!”
“Trying to swindle us with a map? How dishonest!”
Anger spread through the crowd.
“Gentlemen, this is no swindle. The place exists, but it’s surrounded by spatial turbulence. Few have ever succeeded in retrieving the fruit, though many have seen it,” the auction house elder explained.
Many scoffed, losing interest.
Even Shi Hao didn’t participate. He didn’t need it yet and saw no reason to take the risk. He aimed to reach that realm through his own cultivation.
“A piece of Sun Stone, a Heavenly God’s core…” The Fallen God stood, listing materials, bidding slightly above the base price.
He then cast a sidelong glance at Shi Hao and his group, his gaze cold and mocking.
“Thanks for bidding. Keep it safe for us,” the little rabbit said.
“Don’t worry. If you behave, I’ll nurture you well—make you my Heavenly God retainers,” the Fallen God replied with a bright smile.
“We’ll see soon enough, once you’re defeated,” the little rabbit huffed, cheeks puffed in anger.
“Heh heh heh…” The Fallen God laughed loudly, unrestrained. He looked at them and said, “The auction is about to end. Soon, I’ll take you all as my servants!”
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