Zhang Peng's expression was subtle. He gave the guard at the door a wink, and the guard understood and walked slowly toward the person who had just spoken.
Upon seeing the guard, the man instantly understood what was meant. He immediately looked at Zhang Peng, his face grim, and said with a stiff neck, "I only spoke the truth, and you want to drive me away? Is the Nine Star Auction House so petty?"
Zhang Peng did not answer the question.
A faint spiritual light emanated from the guard, and his tiger-like gaze locked onto the person. "I'm sorry, you are not welcome here. Please leave."
Although the words were spoken very politely, anyone could hear the subtle threat in them.
Seeing this, the man gritted his teeth and dared not say another word. The guard's hand was already on the blade, and the slight cold wind stung his eyes.
This little farce didn't dampen anyone's spirits; after all, such deliberate disruptions are quite common.
Zhang Peng remained calm: "Gentlemen, is the bidding starting?"
Having learned from past mistakes, no one dared to mention the price again, after all, the three saints on the high platform were no joke.
The ordinary martial artists on the first floor were now completely silent, and many people turned their attention to the luxuriously decorated private rooms on the second floor.
After all, only the powerful figures on the second floor can afford this price.
The most prestigious private room, especially the one in the very center, undoubtedly holds the highest status.
At this moment, countless eyes were also focused on that private room. If there was any possibility that they could afford that price, it was probably only these few people.
Inside the private room were Zhou Mu and Han Fei.
Upon hearing Zhang Peng's performance, Zhou Mu's face showed a hint of surprise. He secretly used his spiritual sense to probe the spiritual ring he carried with him.
Hmm, not bad, there are 800,000 Origin Stones inside.
He originally thought that the auction would cost at most one million. You know, even when he was Emperor Guangwu of Zhou, one million Origin Stones could support an army of 100,000 for a month.
Good heavens, so the price of this Divine Radiance Sword could support a million-strong army for a full year.
Right next to the side room was Wu Ming and his group.
Not being in the central room, Wu Ming remained quite calm, but Qiu Haomiao was not having it and insisted on going to another place. As someone backed by the Divine Realm, he could be said to have used that power to the fullest extent.
Let alone a small city like Yongning, even in the entire Desolate Heaven Domain, using the name of the Divine Realm is extremely effective, not to mention that he is now the only person in charge of the Divine Realm in the Desolate Heaven Domain.
Naturally, one should make a great show of this sense of superiority.
It's no exaggeration to say that even the Sword God Palace, the uncrowned king of the Desolate Heaven Domain, would have to give him some respect.
Therefore, when he walked out in a majestic manner, he was extremely arrogant. In the corridor, he saw Zhang Peng, who had just come out of Zhou Mu's room.
The first person to arrive was Zhang Peng, who took the initiative to find him and revealed his family background, so Qiu Haomiao still had some impression of this person.
When Zhang Peng saw Qiu Haomiao, he bent over and said with a smile, "Isn't this Brother Qiu? Is there anything I've done wrong in our hospitality?"
Just as Qiu Haomiao was about to speak, Wu Ming spoke up from inside the room, "Get in here and don't cause me any trouble."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Haomiao's surging passion cooled down considerably. He immediately disregarded how Zhang Peng viewed him and practically ran in, slamming the door shut. He then knelt down in front of Wu Ming with a thud.
Wu Ming glanced at Qiu Haomiao indifferently and said in a cold voice, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Let me tell you clearly, if you cause trouble outside under the banner of the Divine Realm, I will be the first one to not let you off the hook."
After saying this, Qiu Haomiao gasped sharply. He knew that Wu Ming was somewhat dissatisfied.
However, before he could even offer an apology, the auction began.
Because the people in the next room started bidding.
Thirty million.
The voice sounded a little immature.
Everyone was slightly taken aback, and then their gazes fell on the room in the center. They originally thought that the room would be occupied by some big shot, but they never expected it to be such a young baby.
As someone made an offer, Zhang Peng's anxiety gradually subsided.
When he first received the offer, he was quite surprised, as it was too high. He even thought about discussing with his brother whether they could lower the price. He reasoned that as long as there were bidders, the price would be high enough.
However, his older brother Zhang Ming decisively rejected the idea, after all, he gave him a mysterious smile and specifically told him not to worry, that the Divine Radiance Sword would definitely be a sought-after item.
Now it seems that it was just as his brother had predicted. Thinking of this, Zhang Peng smiled and waved his hand. After receiving the instruction, the three saints worked together to open the lid of the wooden box.
splash ...
A dazzling golden light flashed, followed by an aura of ancient wilderness suddenly emanating from it. At first, it was just a faint feeling, but as the arc of the opening grew larger, when the Divine Radiance Sword was fully revealed to everyone, an extreme cold glint flashed by.
The next moment, the space seemed to hum, and countless shattered fragments appeared. The space collapsed completely, and in a short instant, it turned into a terrifying darkness.
It is truly terrifying.
Simply by being placed there quietly, the pressure it inadvertently released caused the heavens and earth to tremble. Martial artists who were slightly closer could feel their spiritual energy surging outwards uncontrollably.
The feeling was as if there was an invisible giant hand from the outside world, forcefully pulling the spiritual energy within them outwards.
A hint of solemnity finally appeared on everyone's faces.
As a result, the martial artists who were slightly closer retreated to the back, and in a short time, the area in front was completely empty.
The three Saint-level warriors closest to the Divine Radiance Sword seemed unable to withstand such immense pressure, and their faces showed signs of ferocity. Clearly, they were nearing their limit.
It's unclear who made the first move, but the three Saint-level warriors then joined forces to forcefully push the drifting golden light back in.
Before long, the terrifying aura subsided.
Zhang Peng breathed a sigh of relief. His back was already soaked with cold sweat. The reason he had been standing there was not because he didn't want to run, but because the sharp edge of the attack came too fast. Before he could react, he was bound and unable to move.
"Is this the power of a quasi-Emperor level spiritual weapon?" he murmured.
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