"This Venerable One bids one hundred thousand... Dongtian Marrow Jade!"
The moment these words rang out, all the cultivators present looked toward the voice, and Zhao Sheng was also very curious which person dared to step forward at a time like this.
Under the gaze of the assembled cultivators, atop a ritual platform in the southeast of the great hall, a massive, majestic figure slowly stood.
This person's appearance was handsome to the point of bewitching, a pair of emerald vertical pupils flickering with a chilling coldness. Long hair, silver-white as snow, cascaded from the crown of his head all the way to his heels, perfectly matching skin that was luminous white like jade.
The instant this person rose, a vast and blazing fluctuation of will erupted with a boom, instantly filling the entire great hall and pressing down until the assembled cultivators could almost not breathe.
In that instant, a chill abruptly rose in Zhao Sheng's heart, and his body involuntarily shivered.
The great hall, originally warm as spring, suddenly seemed to have turned into the depths of winter's coldest days, freezing many people until they trembled.
"Hanguang, do you also wish to contend with this Venerable One?" Great Venerable Yuzhang looked toward this Great Venerable of the Demon Race, his expression suddenly turning cold as he questioned him in an indifferent tone.
Great Venerable Hanguang came from the Myriad Demon World. He had attained the Dao as a Primordial Cold Flood Dragon, and his strength could rival a human Tribulation Transcendence expert.
"Correct! This Venerable One is determined to obtain the Gun God Bone!" Hanguang's gaze flared, his eyes fixed with incomparable greed on the Gun God Bone suspended in midair, forcefully suppressing the throbbing and craving that came from the deepest reaches of his bloodline.
Great Venerable