Spirit Soul City Auction: The Eight-Spider Lance, Bibi Dong is Hooked!
Chapter 12

Kill Without Mercy, the Auction Pavilion's Rules, Yu Xiaogang's Intentions

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Aside from some ordinary Spirit City residents watching from afar, most of those present had received Invitation Tokens.

Anyone who could appear here was a powerhouse in their own right.

The moment Su Mu appeared, everyone began assessing his strength.

They all reached the same conclusion.

There were no Soul Power fluctuations at all. He truly was an ordinary person.

Everyone began to speculate:

Perhaps this young man was merely an errand runner for the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion.

Was Hu Yan Zhen trying to give the Auction Pavilion a show of force?

If someone from the Auction Pavilion were killed or injured so easily, the mysterious atmosphere they had built up before would naturally collapse.

How would the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion respond?

Just as the situation reached a critical point, Daji wanted to step in and protect her master, but Su Mu stopped her.

What a joke.

Within this Auction Pavilion, he was invincible. Even a God King from the God Realm would have to bow before him.

Hu Yan Zhen stood outside the doors, so Su Mu had no way to attack him directly.

But if Hu Yan Zhen dared attack him—

he would trigger the Auction Pavilion's automatic counterattack system.

Wasn't Hu Yan Zhen practically offering himself up?

How could Su Mu possibly miss such a perfect chance to show off?

Su Mu raised his right hand slightly, and the Diamond Mammoth phantom charging at him turned into wisps of smoke.

Then, as his right hand slowly clenched, the burly Hu Yan Zhen suddenly wore a look of terror.

A violent energy abruptly surged through his body, battering his internal organs. He wanted to cry out for help, but it was already too late.

The next instant, Hu Yan Zhen seemed to be sliced apart by ions. His entire body turned into particle-level dust and scattered with the wind.

It was as though he had never existed.

Only the armor scattered across the ground proved everything that had just happened.

What?!

Everyone was horrified. What kind of strength was this?!

"So Master is this powerful!" Daji's cherry lips formed an O.

Then she felt relieved. Su Mu was her master—wasn't this only natural?

Snake Lance Douluo's expression changed drastically, filled with disbelief. Everything had happened far too quickly.

Hu Yan Zhen might have only been a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.

But the Diamond Mammoth was also a Beast Spirit Soul with exceptionally high defense. Among Martial Souls of the same level, almost no Soul Master could break through its defenses.

The reason Your Excellency the Pope had brought the Elephant Armored Sect under her command was precisely because she valued its Martial Soul and the sect's overall strength.

Even as a Titled Douluo, it would not be easy for him to break Hu Yan Zhen's defense.

Yet that man had killed Hu Yan Zhen so effortlessly.

No! It should not be called killing, but erasure...

After all, a killing would at least leave behind a corpse, yet Hu Yan Zhen had not even left behind a single strand of hair...

"Uncle Jian, what do you think?" Ning Fengzhi asked Sword Douluo beside him with a solemn expression.

From Ning Rongrong, he had learned that this man was named Su Mu and had a Titled Douluo-level servant at his side.

Su Mu himself was likely an absolute powerhouse as well.

But Su Mu's performance just now had far exceeded his expectations.

"Sect Master, this likely no longer falls within the realm of Soul Masters."

Even the proud Sword Douluo had no choice but to admit, "The methods he used have already surpassed my imagination."

"In this world, perhaps only those three Ultimate Douluo might be able to discern Su Mu's true strength."

"Uncle Jian, what do you mean?" Ning Fengzhi asked again.

"I am confident that, with a full-force sword strike, I could kill Hu Yan Zhen. But I cannot turn his entire body into dust."

"Even more terrifyingly, just now, I did not sense the slightest Soul Power fluctuation from Su Mu..."

"Grandfather, Grandfather."

Hu Yan Li was grief-stricken as he stared at Hu Yan Zhen, who had vanished without a trace.

Even if he wanted to collect his grandfather's remains, he could not.

Fear and grief reduced this burly man, nearly two meters tall, to tears.

Yet he could not muster even the slightest thought of revenge...

His heart was filled only with helplessness...

With his grandfather gone, the sect was now leaderless. What would become of the Elephant Armored Sect?

"Those who trespass into the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion shall die!"

Su Mu's gentle words were more piercing than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month. He merely stood there quietly, yet he seemed like a grim reaper harvesting lives.

Reality was cruel. At this moment, everyone felt nothing but shock.

Who would care about Hu Yan Li, who had lost his grandfather?

Wasn't this something Hu Yan Zhen had brought upon himself?

Perhaps a small number of people felt that Su Mu's actions were overly domineering.

Forcibly entering the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion did not warrant death.

Yet not a single person dared to speak.

That day, the boy's figure was etched deeply into everyone's hearts.

This was the god of death. He absolutely could not be provoked!

Not far away, Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes flashed brightly. This man actually possessed such an inconceivable method.

Though I have not reached Level 99, I have sparred with Qian Daoliu before.

Even Qian Daoliu could not achieve such an ability.

Especially since I am a Level 98 Titled Douluo, yet even with my senses, I could not detect the slightest Soul Power fluctuation.

However, the stronger this Pavilion Master is, the more precious the auction items must be!

About half an incense stick's time passed.

The heavy wooden doors of the Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion were pushed open once more, but Daji was the one who emerged.

"Everyone, the time has come. The Auction Pavilion is now open to all."

"Only those with Invitation Tokens may enter. No one without one is permitted inside. Otherwise, they will be killed without exception."

"Let's go in and take a look."

Several factions and powerhouses who had long received Invitation Tokens stepped inside. Sure enough, the mysterious energy barrier no longer blocked them.

"The Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion welcomes you all." Daji greeted them with a professional smile.

"Sect Master, what should we do?" Sword Douluo asked. "We do not have Invitation Tokens, but the Sect Master came all this way. We cannot possibly just wait outside."

"It is fine. The Myriad Realms Auction Pavilion does not seem unreasonable. I will give it a try."

Ning Fengzhi stood up, straightened his clothes, and took a few steps forward before saying to Daji, "Your Excellency, greetings. I am Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Greetings, Sect Master Ning."

"Although I did not receive an Invitation Token from your pavilion, I would also like to participate in this auction. May I enter, Your Excellency?"

"This rich bastard is here too!!"

Su Mu revealed a smile like a farmer ready to harvest crops. This was someone wealthy enough to rival a nation. Due to the system's restrictions, he could not issue Invitation Tokens to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect all the way in the Heaven Dou Empire, but now that they were here, how could he let them go? He said warmly:

"Sect Master Ning's arrival brings great honor to our humble pavilion. Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to patronize us, you are naturally more than welcome."

With a light flick of his finger, two white jade tokens flew toward Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

"Thank you."

"Sect Master Ning, please come in!" Su Mu welcomed them with a smile.

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang saw this scene, and his uneasy heart finally settled.

On the way here, he had feared that without an Invitation Token, he would be unable to enter and would have made the trip for nothing.

So Invitation Tokens could be issued on the spot.

He quickly stepped forward and copied Ning Fengzhi's manner. "Greetings, Pavilion Master. I am Yu Xiaogang."

"Like Sect Master Ning, although I did not receive an Invitation Token, I would also like to attend the auction."

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