A thrilling auction ended, and the scene was filled with sighs, especially Ye Chen. No less than a thousand peeking consciousnesses swept over him, trying to reveal his identity, but they were not successful.
This also includes the great saints of the God Clan. Their peeking consciousness is not concealed at all, which makes the God Clan lose such a big face, but they don't know who the other party is.
Ye Chen was so stared at that he wanted to turn around and leave, but the problem was that the small tripod he took could not be taken away until the auction was over, so he had to wait patiently.
What pleased him was that Zhou Tiancheng was still very impressive. As long as he didn't reveal the opportunity without authorization, not to mention the Great Saint level, even ordinary quasi-emperors would be embarrassed to reveal his identity.
On the stage, the gray-haired old man who presided over the auction took away the small magic tripod, turned over his hand and took out another object.
This time it is a red killing sword. Although it is sealed, the sound of the sword is frightening. The overflowing sword energy is cold and dead. Once its seal is released, its power will be devastating.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone present were attracted, and everyone's eyes were bright, especially the old guys, their breaths became rapid, as if they recognized the red sword and knew that the killing sword was extraordinary.
"Ancestor, where does that sword come from?" The young monks who didn't know what they were talking about looked at their elders one after another, their faces turned pale, and they were sweating all over their bodies due to the aura of the red sword.
"The Heavenly Remnant Divine Sword." The old guys introduced it without hesitation. "Its predecessor was a quasi-emperor sword. According to ancient legend, it cannot drink the blood of more than one quasi-emperor."
"This... is so scary." The young monk shuddered, and his face turned pale.
"The ancient city of Donghuang is so courageous. It even puts swords of this level up for auction." The older monks sighed and clicked their tongues. "It seems that I came to the right place this time."
"Its name is Tiancan, a great sage-level sword." Amidst the discussion, the white-haired old man spoke, and hung the red sword in mid-air. "It is made of red-trained immortal gold, and the base price is five million source stones."
The old man with white hair had just finished speaking, and someone came to bid. It was a powerful holy monk who added five million source stones in one go. His tone was majestic, and he was determined to win the red sword.
However, he was not the only one who noticed that the broken sword that day was extraordinary. There were many great saints present, all with ruthless eyes. How could they give up so easily? Bidding sounds kept coming and going.
As a result, in just a few seconds, a fairy sword was auctioned for a high price of 50 million. Even the sons of gods from many holy places also participated, and the auction was extremely hot.
Here, Ye Chen sat quietly, staring at the fairy sword. He could tell that Tian Can's domineering power was not comparable to that of his Chi Xiao. The great saint-level sword was too fierce.
Of course, he did not participate in the bidding, not because he didn't want it, but after bidding on the Little Magic Cauldron, he no longer had that much money, and the Remnant Divine Sword that day could not be bought for more than 90 million.
"If you want, I can help you!" Hongchenxue said with a smile in the elegant room of Danzun Palace.
"Forget it." Ye Chen shook his head gently, "My cauldron is pretty good. Being greedy for too much is not a good thing."
"You are not like this in my memory." Hong Chenxue held her chin in her hand and said with a smile, "In my memory, Ye Chen is determined to be shameless for the sake of the baby."
"Are you energetic or not?" Ye Chen glanced above, and there were black lines running around on his forehead.
"Hey." Hongchenxue disagreed, "You don't want this, don't blame me for not borrowing it."
"It's useless." Ye Chen immediately changed the subject, "I heard that the treasure at the end of the auction in Donghuang Ancient City is an ancient treasure map. You should know this before coming."
"I've heard about it too, but I don't know if it's true or not." Hongchenxue shrugged, "But even if it's a treasure map, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with us. Every billionaire wouldn't even think about it."
"I see." Ye Chen said lightly, and as he spoke, he glanced at the private rooms of the Eye Clan, Phoenix Clan and Monster Clan. With these three giants there, no one could fight for them to leave.
"My little friend, can you come to the back hall to talk." Suddenly, a vague word came into his ears. His source could not be found. He only knew that the words were gentle and that he was an old man.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, glanced at the people present, and then glanced at the gray-haired old man who was hosting the auction. He was very sure that it was not them, but an old man from Donghuang Ancient City.
After hesitating for two or three seconds, he finally got up, bypassed the venue, and went straight to the back hall.
The guards in the apse did not stop him. He walked unimpeded and stepped into a light door.
When you first see it, it's a strange and strange place, a quiet garden filled with green immortal bamboos and exotic flowers and plants. It's a small world shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a paradise on earth.
Deep in the shade of bamboo, he saw a one-armed old man in plain clothes, sitting at a stone table making tea. He looked like an amiable grandfather, but in fact he was a quasi-emperor.
"Little guy, come and sit here." The one-armed old man smiled gently. He was a quasi-emperor, and he personally filled a cup of tea for Ye Chen, a junior, "Try the tea brewed by this old man."
"I don't know why the senior called the junior here." Ye Chen sat down, took a sip of tea, and looked at the one-armed old man tentatively. The tea was bland, just like him returning to his original nature.
"Who are you, Liu Dao?" The one-armed old man smiled and looked at Ye Chen kindly and gently.
"My ancestors." Ye Chen responded immediately, secretly thinking that it was exactly as he had guessed. This one-armed old man was not an ordinary quasi-emperor, and he must have seen his true appearance, so he called him here.
"The Six Dao Family actually gave birth to a holy body." The one-armed old man chuckled, with a nostalgic look in his eyes. In addition to these expressions, there was also a little bit of relief.
"Senior, do you know my ancestors?" Ye Chen laughed dryly and looked at the one-armed old man again.
"This arm of mine was chopped off by your ancestors." The one-armed old man looked at his left arm.
"I... did my ancestors kill him?" Ye Chen was stunned and couldn't react for a while.
"In the past, if the old man hadn't been holding the imperial weapon, he would probably be dead." The one-armed old man shook his head and smiled.
"Ji Dao Imperial Weapon?" Ye Chen was so shocked that he almost peed. A quasi-emperor holding an Imperial Weapon had an arm cut off. How terrifying is the combat power of the Six Paths? Could it be that he has become a god
"The Jidao Imperial Soldier, what a being, was beaten to pieces by your Six Paths ancestors." The one-armed old man smiled with ancient awe, for both the Imperial Soldier and the Six Paths.
"The imperial soldiers were beaten to pieces." Ye Chen swallowed hard, then subconsciously pointed at the misty void, "The imperial soldiers that the seniors mentioned are the broken silver swords?"
"Exactly." The one-armed old man exhaled deeply, the awe in his eyes even stronger.
"My mother is a good girl." Ye Chen licked his dry lips. He didn't know what he was saying. He was shocked when he heard it! How ferocious my future self is, even the imperial soldiers can cripple it.
"Everyone in the world says that the God of War Xingtian is the first person under the Great Emperor. I can see that if the God of War Xingtian is still alive, he may not be able to defeat the Six Paths." The one-armed old man was frightened.
"It's undeniable that I... my ancestor's temper was... a bit too big." Ye Chen subconsciously wiped a cold sweat on his face, feeling a little uneasy, feeling chilled all over his body.
He had some doubts about the purpose of the one-armed old man calling him here. He cut off one of the man's arms and defeated the Human Emperor's soldiers. This was hatred! If you can't find the Six Paths, are you venting your anger to his juniors
He couldn't help but have the urge to turn around and run away, but he quickly gave it up. This was the ancient city of Donghuang, and there were imperial soldiers suppressing it. With his way of doing things, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
At this moment, he still had some regrets in his heart. He should have asked questions in advance, and should not have mistakenly recognized this relative of Liu Dao. This is a good time. All the evil you have done will be repaid by his mother on me.
The one-armed old man seemed to have read Ye Chen's thoughts and immediately smiled, "It's all in the past. Even if he has grudges with your ancestors, I will never involve his descendants."
"This... that's good." Ye Chen sneered, but he didn't know what was going on and wanted to turn around and run away.
"The ancient city of Donghuang is about to proclaim itself. There is something here, old man. If I meet your ancestor in another year, please give it to him." The one-armed old man took out an ancient scroll with a flick of his hand, "Don't open it on your own."
"Isn't there a great art of killing that is sealed in this ancient scroll?" Ye Chen stood up and took the ancient scroll, muttering in his heart that if he handed this to the Six Paths, he would be seriously injured on the spot if he couldn't keep it.
"With his strength, no one but the emperor can suppress him." The one-armed old man seemed to have seen Ye Chen's thoughts again, and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, the old man is not trying to harm him."
"This junior is overthinking." Ye Chen stuffed the ancient scroll into his arms and kept rubbing his eyes after finishing the work. He had taken a peek at the ancient scroll before, and was dazzled by the restrictions within it.
Seeing Ye Chen like this, the one-armed old man smiled and said nothing, just drinking tea quietly. Sometimes he would raise his eyes to look at Ye Chen. There was a light of deep meaning in his old eyes, maybe he had noticed something.
Ye Chen is also good at troubles, constantly pouring tea for the one-armed old man. Maybe when the old man is happy, he can reward him with some treasures or something. He is a quasi-emperor and is never short of treasures.
However, he really thought too much. The one-armed old man obviously didn't mean that. He drank one cup after another leisurely, silently, and showed no sign of wanting to reward him with his treasure.
Ye Chen coughed dryly and simply stood up. It's right to think about it. Your ancestor has removed an arm. It would be nice if he doesn't have to settle accounts with you. What kind of bicycle do you want? Bah, baby.
I don't know when, I saw this guy getting up with a dry cough. Before leaving, he glanced at the old man's left arm. The old man's arm was missing very strangely. With his quasi-emperor's cultivation, he couldn't condense it anymore. The arm, or Liudao, was too overbearing with his sword in the past.
After he left, another person came to the small bamboo forest. She was a beautiful white-haired woman with elegant clothes. She was like a holy banished immortal, untouched by the dust of the world, holy and flawless.
The strange thing is that her eyes are blind, and she covers her beautiful eyes with a strand of white silk, which is tied into the white hair on the back of her head with a beautiful bow, swaying in the wind.
"Why did you let him go?" the white-haired woman said lightly, her words were cold and her tone was majestic, "Have you forgotten the grudges of the past, or are you afraid of the Six Paths?"
"Don't let the grudges of our ancestors affect future generations." The one-armed old man smiled lightly, "In the past, he cut off my arm and destroyed your eyes. It was all for a reason. It's only because we didn't know our capabilities."