Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the exhibition stand.

There, a ball of crimson flame floated, its intense heat filling the air and distorting it, making the void faintly visible.

"This is a Phoenix Feather Fan made from the feathers of a fire phoenix."

The host slowly said, "This Fire Phoenix Feather Fan was left behind by a Fire Phoenix at the Great Emperor realm!"

Wow~

Upon hearing that the Fire Phoenix Feather Fan was left behind by a Fire Phoenix of Emperor level, everyone immediately erupted in uproar and excitement.

"Holy crap, a fire phoenix at the Great Emperor level?"

"Doesn't that mean this Phoenix Feather Fan is a divine artifact?"

"Tsk tsk, I never expected there to be such a treasure."

All eyes were fixed on the Fire Phoenix Feather Fan, filled with intense greed.

Divine artifacts, as the name suggests, possess unfathomable power.

Divine artifacts are also divided into different grades: low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade.

Low-grade divine artifacts are relatively common; ordinary emperors can forge them, and major sects usually entrust them to their most talented disciples.

Mid-grade divine artifacts are extremely rare, mostly crafted from rare materials, and are mostly created by powerful emperors.

As for top-grade divine artifacts, they are extremely rare, and it is said that they are only in the hands of the strongest people in the Central Empire.

"It is comparable to a mid-grade divine artifact, but since this Fire Phoenix Feather Fan is a divine artifact from hundreds of thousands of years ago and is somewhat damaged, its power is naturally not comparable to a true mid-grade divine artifact."

The host scanned the audience and slowly explained.

Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of regret. The artifact left behind by a Great Emperor-level Fire Phoenix was of immeasurable value, and many people longed for it.

"The Phoenix Feather Fan has a starting price of one million divine crystals. Please place your bids."

The auctioneer scanned the room and said with a smile.

Six million!

As soon as the words were spoken, an old man in black robes stood up, raised his hand to offer a price, and attracted everyone's attention.

The old man in the black robe wore a cloak that concealed his face, making it impossible to see his features.

Upon seeing the phoenix feather fan, two sharp, cold glints shot from the old man's cloudy eyes, as piercing as blades.

"Now that someone has offered six million, is there anyone willing to offer a higher price?"

The host asked tentatively.

After all, six million is beyond what many powerful individuals can afford; even the entire wealth of a second-rate power would not exceed ten million divine crystals.

A damaged artifact, if it can be repaired, is of immeasurable value.

However, the chances of repairing such a divine artifact of the Fire Phoenix clan are too low; even a great emperor of artifact refining might not be able to fully repair it.

Moreover, even if it is barely repaired, its combat power will probably be greatly reduced, which makes it seem somewhat useless.

"Six million one hundred thousand! Let's see who dares to take it from me!"

However, the price was interrupted by a deep, hoarse voice, coming from another private room, cold and domineering.

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw a handsome man in a blue robe sitting upright in a chair, his legs crossed in front of his chest, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

But no one dared to underestimate him!

"Qinghuang!"

"The peerless genius ranked 170th on the Investiture of the Gods is rumored to be the offspring of a divine phoenix from 100,000 years ago, sealed away in this era. Now that he has broken free, his strength is unfathomable!"

"Although the Fire Phoenix Feather Fan is damaged, it contains pure phoenix bloodline and the insights of an emperor that humans cannot absorb! If Young Master Qinghuang manages to acquire it, he will surely become even more powerful!"

The crowd gasped in shock, their faces filled with astonishment, and their eyes held a deep sense of apprehension as they looked at Qinghuang.

Even Dugu Jian frowned upon seeing Qinghuang's figure, secretly sighing at his bad luck.

He knew he was destined to miss this tonight.

"Young Master Qinghuang...this is an auction, you can't threaten me like this..."

Upon hearing that Young Master Qinghuang was going to bid, the host was startled and said in a trembling voice.

"What, didn't you hear what I said?"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Qinghuang suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful pressure swept out.

Boom!

In an instant, the host collapsed to the ground, his forehead covered in beads of sweat, terrified and trembling.

hiss!

The entire audience gasped in astonishment.

"If no one else is bidding, then this item is mine!"

Qinghuang slowly stood up and spoke softly.

His words silenced the entire room; no one dared to refute him.

Everyone was speechless. How did this supposedly good auction turn into a contest where the strong used their power to crush and snatch the prize?

This is outrageous! How is this any different from robbery?

However, the organizer, Emperor Yushan, did not want to completely break ties with these geniuses.

"Congratulations, Young Master Qinghuang, on obtaining the Fire Phoenix Feather Fan."

After a brief silence, the host wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke dryly.

"I still want to bid!"

The old man in black robes said in a deep voice, "Are all the geniuses on the Investiture of the Gods so arrogant?"

"You're mistaken. How can you say it's a forced sale?"

Qinghuang glanced at the old man indifferently and calmly said, "Then please bid as you see fit! But let me make it clear beforehand, whoever wins this item will die!"

boom!

As soon as the words were spoken, a buzzing sound filled everyone's minds.

Arrogant!

Boundless arrogance!

This is Qinghuang's attitude; she doesn't take anyone seriously at all.

"Hmph, so what if he's ranked 170th on the Investiture of the Gods? What's so great about that?"

"With so many of us here, are we afraid of him?"

"How arrogant! The ancient divine phoenix has been dead for so many years, yet its son is still so arrogant!"

"Kid, you're too arrogant!"

A ball of flame ignited in the black-robed elder's hand, which he then hurled fiercely at Qinghuang.

"court death!"

Seeing the old man in black robes make a move, Qinghuang's gaze turned cold, and her eyes flashed with killing intent.

boom!

Immediately, Qinghuang extended her right index finger, flicked it, and the flames exploded, turning into specks of starlight that dissipated.

The aura of a physical emperor emanating from the black-robed elder startled everyone present!

In this ancient battlefield, no one can mobilize their spiritual power. Some ferocious beasts with the cultivation of a Saint Emperor can fight against Quasi-Emperors with weak physical bodies!

Just like the Holy Son of the One Yuan Sect who was killed by Dugu Jian, although he was unparalleled in combat power, his physical body was too weak!

Unable to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within this ancient battlefield, they were easily defeated by Dugu Jian.

The black-robed elder's aura was clearly that of an ancient ferocious beast, and his physical strength must be extremely terrifying!

"No wonder you're vying with me for this item; it turns out you're a powerful member of the Golden Crow clan."

Qinghuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.

The old man in the black robe took off his hood, revealing a hideous and terrifying face, like a demon, with a pair of huge golden wings, bloodshot eyes, and a cold, bloodthirsty look!

"Heh heh, if I eat you, my bloodline will probably evolve too!"

The Golden Crow Ancestor chuckled coldly, his expression sinister and chilling.