"Impossible! How could such a powerful being perish!"

Among all the people who were so agitated that they couldn't control themselves, there were still some who remained rational.

As everyone knows, gods are immortal; how could they possibly perish!

"Therefore, it is the closest thing to the gods. Obtaining it is like obtaining a pass to the gods!" Liu Zhaodi's expression carried a hint of disdain, an aura that arose from being influenced by the sacred coffin.

"What's in this coffin? Could it be a legacy?" someone jeered.

"Whether it has any inheritance or not, this auction house cannot absolutely guarantee, but its value will definitely be above 10,000 ninth-grade holy spirit stones!" Liu Zhaodi always maintained the mystery of the holy coffin.

Liu Zhaodi was giving a vivid and engaging presentation, while Jiang Yuan, standing to the side, had already come within a few meters of the sacred coffin—a distance sufficient for the Heavenly Eye to conduct an in-depth examination.

When the light from the Heavenly Eye swept over him, Jiang Yuan felt the powerlessness it conveyed for the first time.

"In the end, it's still too weak!" Jiang Yuan knew very well that it wasn't that the Heavenly Eye was inferior to the Sacred Coffin, but rather that his current level of cultivation limited the Heavenly Eye's ability to make judgments, preventing him from fully unleashing its power.

"The Holy Coffin of the War Spirit Clan!"

There were only five characters, and the Sky Eye couldn't identify anything else besides these five characters.

"Damn, that's it?" Jiang Yuan was extremely frustrated. He never expected that his usually invincible Heavenly Eye would suffer a Waterloo here, only identifying a name and nothing else.

As if sensing Jiang Yuan's complaint, the Heavenly Eye directly prompted: "Forbidden power detected in the item. Please approach and read the identification information!"

"Get closer?" Jiang Yuan was speechless. This wasn't far at all. Getting any closer in front of everyone would inevitably arouse suspicion.

"Fine, let's give it a shot!"

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Yuan called out to Liu Zhaodi, "Miss Liu, if you don't mind, I can appraise this item for you. Perhaps we can get more information and accurately determine the price of the item so that we can proceed with the auction!"

"You can appraise?" Liu Zhaodi turned around and asked with a smile. In her eyes, this mysterious man was undoubtedly outstanding, but she did not expect that he was so outstanding that he actually possessed the art of appraisal.

"I know a little!" Jiang Yuan nodded.

“Okay, take a look!” Liu Zhaodi had no reservations about Jiang Yuan whatsoever; she was completely open with him.

After receiving authorization, Jiang Yuan walked openly to the sacred coffin. When his hand touched the coffin lid, a more accurate message and another prompt appeared.

"War Spirit Clan Holy Coffin: Bearing the will and legacy of the invincible Holy Spirit, activation condition: Holy Blood Spirit Orb!"

Upon hearing about the Holy Blood Spirit Pearl, Jiang Yuan felt much more at ease. As long as the Holy Blood Spirit Pearl was in his hands, the Holy Coffin would be of little use even if it were auctioned off to the Holy Spirit Clan.

However, just when Jiang Yuan thought it was over, another unexpected voice rang out.

"Marks of the deceased have been found. Should they be added?"

Jiang Yuan: "..."

He was completely dumbfounded. He never expected that the Hand of Death would bring good news when the Heavenly Eye couldn't solve the problem. What kind of cheat was this? They directly recorded the mark of the dead of the invincible Holy Spirit. Could this opponent still play around?

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yuan chose to include it.

"Inclusion failed!"

Jiang Yuan: "..."

"Damn, are you kidding me?" Jiang Yuan's good mood, which had just reached its peak, plummeted.

"The mark of the deceased has been assigned!"

The will of the Death Hand was transmitted to Jiang Yuan, and a force flowed from the Death Hand to the Holy Blood Spirit Orb in his personal space.

"Is it it?" Jiang Yuan suddenly realized that the key to collecting the marks of the dead inside the Holy Coffin lay in the Holy Blood Spirit Orb.

The Hand of Death only possesses the most basic instincts and obviously cannot provide answers to his questions, but Jiang Yuan's own opinions are far better than the Hand of Death's.

"Included!"

Within the personal space, the ethereal hand of death grasped the Holy Blood Spirit Orb, and then its immense will enveloped the Holy Coffin.

"Then what does the auctioneer do?"

When the bidders saw Jiang Yuan standing in front of the sacred coffin in a daze, they all grew impatient.

"Perhaps they are observing a moment of silence! After all, this coffin is of great importance, and showing the proper respect might earn them the favor of the deceased!" a theologian analyzed with considerable insight.

"He still cares about others, but he's already dead in his coffin. Why doesn't he care about himself?"

call out!

A cold light pierced the head of the person who had spoken rudely. With a bang, the speaker was dead. The one who made the move was the man in ancient costume.

"Shut up!" The man in ancient costume clapped his hands, as if he had just dealt with a mosquito rather than killed a person.

"Don't panic, the Ji family will take responsibility for this!"

Just as a disturbance broke out at the auction, the head of a branch of the Ji family quickly stepped forward to resolve the issue, calming things down with a speech of reassurance and compensation.

The dead had no choice, because the Ji family was too powerful, and with enough Holy Spirit Stones as compensation, the deceased's friends were happy to accept the money and not cause trouble, since it wasn't them who had died.

"If you act impulsively again, you can go back!" Bu Yao said casually, but her words sent a shiver down the spine of the man in ancient costume.

"Understood!" The man in ancient costume lowered his head, but a trace of resentment was hidden in his unseen eyes.

Jiang Yuan woke up when the farce ended, his face expressionless but his heart filled with elation.

"The mark of the deceased has been successfully recorded!"

With just a simple sentence, Jiang Yuan had already seized the initiative. He thought to himself, "I will acquire the inheritance of the Mark of the Dead!"

"The mark of the dead is special; it can only be used as a token to control the sacred coffin, but it cannot be used to acquire talents or inheritances."

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