"Chaos Heart Fire Miasma!"
Wang Yi and King Yicong's eyes both lit up.
The Chaos Heart Fire Miasma was born from the boundless Chaos Void. It was something one could only encounter by chance.
Its rarity and special effects were enough to make some Chaos Masters fight over it fiercely.
By then, the gentle female voice had finished introducing the "Chaos Heart Fire Miasma" and announced the starting price.
"Two hundred thousand Chaos Crystals. Each bid increase must be no less than five thousand Chaos Crystals."
The corner of King Yicong's mouth curled up. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from above.
"Five hundred thousand Chaos Crystals!"
Who is competing with me? King Yicong felt secretly annoyed. This Chaos Heart Fire Miasma was extremely useful to him; otherwise, he would not have come personally instead of sending a subordinate.
He followed the voice and saw the slightly plump old man in white sitting beside Princess Yelan. "Him?" King Yicong recognized him immediately. This was the Crimson Gourd Daoist who had defeated his subordinate and allowed his rival, King Monz, to mock him. He was slightly surprised, then sneered. "You, a mere independent cultivator, want to compete with me?" King Yicong was narrow-minded. Between King Monz's mockery and his subordinate's defeat humiliating him, he could not be said to hate the Crimson Gourd Daoist, but he definitely held no goodwill toward him.
"Six hundred thousand Chaos Crystals!" King Yicong bid.
"Huh?" Wang Yi also noticed the gaunt, three-eyed old man below. "King Yicong? He has his eyes on this chaos heart fire miasma too?"
Though slightly surprised, Wang Yi did not care. So what if it was King Yicong? Could his wealth compare to that of a God King? "Seven hundred thousand Chaos Crystals!"
"Eight hundred thousand!"