5050 Slaughter in the Void

This kick was equivalent to kicking the face of the entire Shangjun Sect. Moreover, it was in front of so many Heavenly Region lords. It was impossible to clean up the mess.

But the one delivering this kick was Cui Jing. His bloodthirsty and combative nature made all the Immortal cultivators present, even the lords of Heavenly Regions, hesitate to step forward.

The elders of the Shangjun Sect, finally realizing the situation, glared at Cui Jing in anger, but they didn't dare to voice their grievances. Instead, they flew over to stand before Qin Tuo.

"Young Master!"

At this moment, Qin Tuo, in stark contrast to his previous indifference, was consumed by humiliation and rage. His peak-level Immortal power erupted, instantly sweeping through the entire Heavenly Hall.

The elders of the Shangjun Sect were equally resolute, each releasing their own Yan power, ready to fight at a moment's notice to defend their Young Master's honor.

All the elders of Guhai City were also on the verge of unleashing their attack, releasing their Yan power.

With his black hair dancing wildly, Qin Tuo was already on the verge of a furious outburst.

Cui Jing, still wearing a sardonic smile, appeared as if he was witnessing something absurd.

In the next moment, an even more powerful and shocking energy suddenly descended from the Heavenly Hall like a torrential river.

This Yan power was extremely terrifying, and the moment it descended, every Yan Immortal felt threatened. Those with weaker cultivation even found it difficult to control their own Yan power.

Some of the lords of the Heavenly Regions realized the situation and their expressions expressions changed slightly. They were anxious, as if they were being targeted.

But when the Yan Immortal hidden in the shadows finally revealed himself, all the lords of the Heavenly Regions secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Qing.

The person who released the Yan power to suppress the Heavenly Palace was Chen Qing.

He was the second-in-command of the Eternal Wushuang Auction House. He was originally a Yan Immortal, but in that bloody battle 10,000 years ago, he comprehended his own Immortal Style and killed several Super Heavenly Region lords, making him famous.

There were rumors that he was only a step away from the Grand Yan Immortal realm, and there were even rumors that he was already a Grand Yan Immortal.

At this moment, the moment he appeared, all the elders of Shangjun Sect were ashen and did not dare to confront them anymore.

Guhai City, also considered a Super Heavenly Region, watching closely from the sidelines. If a real battle were to erupt, there was no chance of victory for the Shangjun Sect!

"A bunch of clowns, are you looking down on the Eternal Wushuang?"

Chen Qing's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger.

He descended from the sky, his True Sword already drawn from its sheath, carrying countless strands of Sword Intent. The Sword Intents hovered directly above the heads of every elder of the Shangjun Sect without the slightest hesitation.

As long as Chen Qing willed it, he could severly injure them.

Qin Tuo stepped back, recovering from his anger. He was acutely aware that in this situation, the Shangjun Sect had no chance of winning.

Chen Qing and Cui Jing, however, stood still, looking at them with seemingly mocking smiles.

At this moment, a Yan Immortal stepped forward and stood in front of Qin Tuo. He cupped his hands and said seriously, "Lord Chen, Lord Cui, there's no need to be so stubborn. The Shangjun Sect is also one of the top sects in the Great Si Region. Perhaps, in the future, we may meet again."

"What a joke. Are you trying to threaten us with your power?" Chen Qing took a step forward, his face dark and cold. "Let alone one Shangjun Sect, even ten of them can't make any impact here!"

"You…"

That elder Yan Immortal was at a loss for words. His face alternating between red and green, almost on the verge of spitting blood out of anger.

On the other hand, Qin Tuo, who had been in a state of anger earlier, calmed down. He gave Chen Qing and Cui Jing a deep look and then led the elders away.

Chen Qing did not obstruct their departure too much and allowed them to leave.

After that, the Young Master of Guhai City led a group of Yan Immortal elders to bow, their posture was humble and respectful.

Guhai City had no advantage whatsoever against Shangjun Sect, and they could not even protect the Emperor-grade pills.

However, with the intervention of the Eternal Wushuang Auction House, not only did they save face, but they also obtained an Emperor-grade pill, which was the best outcome.

Watching this scene, all the Immortals in the Heavenly Palace and the lords of the Heavenly Regions revealed meaningful expressions.

Chen Qing smiled, "No need to be polite. What we promised to your Guhai City, no one can take away. What is yours is yours."

Qing Ling let out a sigh of relief, silently lamenting the many hardships and difficulties faced by the Eternal Wushuang Auction House.

In an unseen place, within the highest level of the Eternal Wushuang Auction House's space, a slender but awe-inspiring young Yan Immortal slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed extremely tired, unwilling to open his eyes even for a moment, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

...

The once-in-500-year auction has drawn to a close, and the lords of various Heavenly Regions and the Yan Immortals, have successively withdrawn.

Although it has ended, the true undercurrents are about to begin.

Within the Eternal Wushuang Auction House, the treasures acquired will be protected, but once they leave, they will no longer enjoy any safeguard.

In the past 20,000 years, the theft of celestial treasures has continued to unfold. Although the chances are slim, it still occurs. After all, the treasures within the Eternal Wushuang Auction House are enough to drive Yan Xian mad.

At this moment, the group from Guhai City, bearing Emperor-grade pills, has changed their appearances and left the Eternal Wushuang Auction House, heading towards the boundless void.

They aim to reach Guhai City as quickly as possible because delays can lead to unforeseen circumstances, and no one knows how many Yan Immortals are lurking in the shadows.

At the same time, they have also prepared for the worst. The Emperor-grade pills are carried by the Young Master. If they encounter an irresistible attack, they will swallow the pills directly.

A group of more than ten Yan Immortals, like meteors, move extremely swiftly, crossing through the large and small Heavenly Regions, concealing their figures.

But as they continue forward, in the depths of the dim void, all the elders of Guhai City feel a slight change in expression, as if they have sensed a great crisis.

"Not good, Young Master, I'm afraid we're going to meet with misfortune."

The Young Master of Guhai City felt his heart sink.

The next moment, seemingly to confirm the thoughts of all the Yan Immortal elders, the previously star-studded void suddenly took on a dark red hue.

It was like crimson lava, cracking the void and forming countless terrifying patterns, collapsing down.

All the Yan Immortal elders of Guhai City turned to look.

They saw a terrifying figure with blood-red Yan power flowing all over, emerging from the rift in the void.

With each step he took, the void trembled, and even the void astral winds were crushed to pieces.

"Qin, Qin Tuo?!"

...

The sky was clear, and the sun hung high.

Two figures with powerful Immortal auras coursing through their bodies moved swiftly through the clouds, as if they were on a matter of utmost importance.

Feng Shan, who was as imposing as a mountain, still bobbed his head, as if it could fall asleep again at any moment.

Beside him was Wei Liujia, draped in a flowing black cloak, his expression filled with anxiety.

Due to his extreme anxiety, between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, he even held a sparkling star.