Winter Old Man's Fury

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The Corpse Demon Clan's Great Perfection Realm of Earth Supreme expert raised his brows, then glanced at his ring and sneered coldly with ill intent. "As expected of an expert from the Western Heaven Continent. You truly spend lavishly."

"Since you've already admitted defeat, go bid on something else obediently. Otherwise, don't blame this old man for not reminding you: offending us is not a wise choice."

Winter Old Man snorted disdainfully and returned to his seat. He lifted the teacup from the table and took a light sip, a strange smile appearing on his face.

As though this matter was nothing more than a drop in the ocean to him.

The other experts also chose to give up, mainly because the price of this pill was simply far too high.

Who among those present could produce thirteen High-Rank God-level Weapons, five High-Rank God-level Cultivation Method Spiritual Skills, and another two billion Spirit Crystals? Even if someone could, they likely would not pay any price to bid for this Soul Fusion Blood Pill.

Everyone sighed regretfully. The price had exceeded their expectations, and this was only the second auction item. No one could guarantee that even more precious items would not appear later.

If they rashly raised the bid now, it would not benefit them. They might even lose the chance to obtain something more valuable later because of their recklessness.

Winter Old Man was brimming with confidence. He did not believe this fellow could compete with him. Becoming enemies with the Western Heaven Battle Hall was not a wise choice.

At that thought, Winter Old Man revealed a long-lost smile.