The Luoshen Clan's Promise

The Seven-Colored Soft Armor was considered quite precious even across the entire Great Thousand World. To put it plainly, though it was not as powerful as the Blue Amber Battle Armor, it was still an exceedingly rare treasure.

If one could obtain it, they would be practically invincible below the Heavenly Supreme realm! Unless they encountered attacks from numerous Earth Supremes, breaking through the Seven-Colored Soft Armor's defenses would be nothing but a fantasy.

Winter Old had no intention of continuing to bid. The Blue Amber Battle Armor from earlier had already drained him dry; if he kept bidding, he could only suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Ling Zhanzi asked, "Winter Old, if that Saintess was so powerful, why did she fall?"

Winter Old said blandly, "Back then, countless people attacked the Lan Yun Sect. The entire continent joined that battle. Among them were three Spirit Grade Heavenly Supremes and two Immortal Grade Heavenly Supremes. With them there, even though the Old Sect Leader of Lan Yun Sect was at the peak of the Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme realm, he still fell."

"Still, that old fellow was quite formidable. Before his death, he actually killed all five Heavenly Supreme experts. He did not disgrace his name."

Winter Old had lived for many years, so he had naturally heard of the Lan Yun Sect's might. Unfortunately, one wrong step had led to total defeat.

"Then aren't we going to obtain the Seven-Colored Soft Armor?"

Ling Zhanzi asked curiously.

Winter Old shook his head. "Forget it. We can't afford the Seven-Colored Soft Armor. We still don't know how many auction items remain. Rashly raising the price will do us no good."

Winter Old had come to the Ascending Heaven Pavilion's Auction for the final auction item. Last year, it had been