The scene at the auction.
Faced with the rare and highly sought-after arm of an ancient demon, the bidding war on site was extremely fierce.
The price was quickly driven up to the trillion-dollar mark.
"Eight hundred billion US dollars!"
Suddenly, an elderly man with brown skin stood up and started bidding.
The entire room fell silent instantly.
No one dared to follow suit.
Many small and medium-sized countries around the world cannot afford that much money.
On stage, the host began the countdown.
"Eight hundred billion US dollars at a time!"
"Eight hundred billion US dollars twice!"
"Eight hundred billion US dollars..."
Before he could even utter the word 'three times'...
Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out.
"Eight hundred billion and one dime!"
Damn it.
Another ten cents!!
Without a doubt, besides the Demon Heart Elder, there was no one else on the scene who could be so disgusting.
The brown-skinned old man frowned, glanced at the Demon Heart Elder with disgust, and was about to start bidding again.
The Demon Heart Elder spoke first to the crowd.
"These are the remains of an ancient demon, so I hope you can give me some face."
This is a blatant threat!
The brown-skinned old man frowned and rebuked angrily.
"Who do you think you are, to dare to talk back to me? Do you even know who I am?"
After he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure rolled towards the Demon Heart Elder.
This was none other than a near-Martial Emperor.
Instantly, the 100,000 people present were overwhelmed by this terrifying pressure, their eyes filled with fear.
Previously, the brown-skinned old man had hidden himself well, so no one noticed him.
"Because I am the Old Man of the Demonic Heart."
puff!
The Demon Heart Elder no longer held back, pointing his finger and sending a stream of black demonic energy into the other's body like lightning.
"ah……"
The brown-skinned old man let out a shrill scream, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
He danced wildly and erratically in place.
Soon, thick black mist began to billow out of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.
It rapidly turned into a puddle of pus at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the hard floor tiles in the original spot were corroded into a large hole.
A dignified near-Martial Emperor expert was so easily wiped out!
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes...
No one could believe it was true.
Everyone present gasped in shock.
Several people who had been eager to bid earlier had to back down after seeing this.
They believed their cultivation was inferior to that of the brown-haired old man, and that rushing forward would only be suicide.
The demon's arm may be priceless, but it's not as precious as one's own life.
Furthermore, this Demon Heart Elder was a renowned expert of the ancient demon race, and was extremely ruthless.
Anyone who dares to go up there is simply asking for trouble.
Dr. Jones chimed in from the side.
"Since it belongs to the ancient demon race, then they should be allowed to take it away smoothly."
His words have already articulated the United States' position.
Stand firmly on the side of the evil old man.
When did the United States become so closely allied with the ancient demons?
The old devil grinned at the host on stage.
"Host, since no one is bidding, let's announce it quickly."
On stage, the host found himself in an awkward situation.
In his heart, he cursed the old devil's ancestors for eighteen generations several times.
Originally, his target price for this piece of demon arm was at least three trillion US dollars.
His commission alone would amount to hundreds of billions of US dollars, enough to buy a small island anywhere in the world.
But unexpectedly, the evil old man ruined everything.
Strangely, the hidden experts at the Senluo Auction House remained unmoved by this.
It seems that they have tacitly approved of this matter.
In the past, anyone who dared to cause trouble at the auction would have been killed by the experts in charge.
As a result, no one dared to compete with this unreasonable and tyrannical old man.
The auctioneer gave a wry smile.
Just as he raised the gavel to announce the auction results, someone suddenly spoke up.
"One trillion US dollars and two cents."
Ye Feng said calmly.
Um?
A flash of anger crossed the old man's eyes; the other party was clearly trying to disgust him.
But no matter what, they couldn't let their own people's arm fall into the hands of humans.
So, we had no choice but to follow suit.
"One trillion US dollars and one cent."
Ye Feng gave a cold laugh.
"Five trillion US dollars and one cent!"
The entire audience erupted in uproar!!
I've never seen anything so expensive.
That's incredibly extravagant.
Five trillion US dollars.
There are probably not many countries in the world that can come up with this much money.
The old demon was so angry that his heart and liver trembled, and his body, hidden in the black mist, shook. He spoke to the host in a fit of rage.
“I suspect this guy is swindling; he doesn’t have that much money at all. I request that the auction officials verify his funds.”
The investigation results came out quickly. Ye Feng didn't have that much money, but he couldn't resist having a wealthy tycoon named Gen Tai by his side.
To fully support Ye Feng, he brought nearly ten trillion US dollars this time.
This proves that Ye Feng is indeed qualified and capable of bidding for the devil's arm.
Ye Feng smiled at the old demon and said.
“If you don’t keep following up, this arm will be mine.”
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