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Martial God Asura · Chapter 1622

Chapter 1612: The Iron Villain (6)

January 17, 2020 · 4 min read · 744 words

After the auction arrangements were settled, and the others headed to where they needed to go — the Treasure Auction Hall.

As its name suggested, only treasure-grade items could be auctioned at the Treasure Auction Hall. Naturally, this was the highest-tier auction hall within the Heavenly Dao Auction House.

The hall was enormous. Though it was indoors, it could easily accommodate tens of thousands of people. There was ample distance between each seat, making the space comfortable and spacious, with tea already prepared at every seat.

Quite a few people had already taken their seats. Most had concealed their faces and hidden their aura, but a small number — whether ignorant of the rules or simply overconfident — sat openly without any disguise, waiting for the upcoming bidding to begin.

Upon entering, the first thing noticed was an old man seated above the auction platform.

The old man was from the Heavenly Dao Mansion, identifiable by the mansion's attire he wore. His aura was vast and deep, spanning who knew how many ages — at least three thousand years.

His white hair, whiter than snow, cascaded down his back like a waterfall of pure white. That appearance alone set him apart; he looked like an immortal who had attained the Dao.

At the moment, he sat cross-legged above the platform with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. But his aura immediately caught 's attention.

It was far more powerful than Aunt Lian's — several times over. Though the old man was a Martial Emperor, he was no ordinary first-rank Martial Emperor. At minimum, he had to be a second-rank Martial Emperor.

A true powerhouse. An absolute expert. With him presiding over this place, almost no one would dare cause trouble.

had only been at the Heavenly Dao Auction House for a short while, yet he had already encountered two Martial Emperors, one of whom was at least second-rank. He couldn't help but look at the Heavenly Dao Mansion in a new light.

The Heavenly Dao Mansion truly lived up to its reputation as one of the Three Mansions, standing at the absolute pinnacle of human power. This was a force that Greenwood Mountain was nowhere near matching — a genuine colossus.

After a brief survey of the surroundings, and the others made their way to the VIP seats.

The regular seats were below, while the VIP seats were elevated above. Not only was the view far superior, but the seats themselves were more refined. To the left and right, an assortment of snacks and fruits had been laid out, and behind each seat stood an attractive young woman ready to pour tea and attend to every need. The comfort here was exceptional — one truly received VIP treatment.

Once they were seated, Nangong Baihe and the others visibly brightened with excitement. It was clear they were eagerly anticipating the upcoming auction.

Aunt Lian, meanwhile, remained perfectly composed. None of them gave a second thought to the enormous sum they had just spent to exchange for Dragon-tier Barrier Stones on 's behalf. They truly hailed from prestigious families — money was simply not something they cared about.

In truth, was also not someone who typically concerned himself with money. But today was different. He desperately needed those Dragon-tier Barrier Stones.

He had already drawn the ire of the Beitang Imperial Clan, and he knew full well that the could not protect him forever.

If he kept relying on and Dantai Xue to stay by his side, he would inevitably drag them into danger sooner or later.

But hoping to quickly grow strong enough to rival the Beitang Imperial Clan was extremely unrealistic.

So all of 's hope was pinned on the World Spirit dwelling inside his body. If he could master that spirit, he would no longer be weak — he could even stand against the Beitang Imperial Clan.

That was why desperately needed every item they were auctioning to sell, and to sell well, so he could obtain as many Dragon-tier Barrier Stones as possible.

"Something's off." Suddenly, 's nerves tensed. He sensed killing intent — faint and well-concealed, but unmistakable. It was disturbingly close, and to his surprise, it was coming from Aunt Lian.

Looking at her, saw that Aunt Lian's gaze was directed toward a VIP seat in the distance.

End of chapter 1622