Winter Old Man Completely Tore Off His Mask

The Auction was proceeding frantically, and countless experts had stopped hiding their strength.

The Auction had now reached its latter half. If they did not obtain what they wanted soon, it would clearly be impossible to show their prowess over the final two auction items.

Experts filled this Auction, and no one could guarantee that they would not get involved in the auctions to come.

Therefore, it was best to improve their combat strength as quickly as possible. If they wanted something, they had to make their move at once, lest they be unable to contend with this group during the upcoming auctions.

This was why many people had begun raising their bids without holding anything back, leaving those who wanted the items miserable. Why was someone competing for treasures everywhere they looked?

If not for the Ascending Heaven Pavilion's rules, the interior of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion would likely have long since descended into chaos.

No one wanted to challenge this group of peak experts, so they could only spend their Spirit Crystals on other items. There was no need to even think about the final two—they would certainly fall into the hands of those factions.

With their resources and number of Spirit Crystals, wanting to oppose those experts was simply a fool's dream.

"I bid three billion Spirit Crystals!"

Winter Old Man directly raised the price to three billion. Under such circumstances, most people chose to give up at once.

No one wanted to provoke these people.

Moreover, this price was enough to stun everyone. It truly matched the saying: without the right tools, do not take on the job.

Time passed second by second. No one knew how long had gone by when the price had already reached around four billion Spirit Crystals.

The only ones still