Leng Qingshuang's Favor, Golden Sacred Dragon Essence Blood Secured

"I bid one hundred million."

Before anyone could react, a man on the second floor spoke directly.

"Two hundred million."

Another male voice followed.

"Three hundred million."

"Five hundred million."

"Six hundred million."

"One billion."

In an instant, the bidding had been raised to one billion.

The people on the first floor of the Grand Arena immediately fell silent, their bidding paddles frozen in midair.

At this moment, they truly wanted to curse their mothers.

What did it mean for hope to be snuffed out in an instant? This was exactly that.

They had expected the competition for the Golden Sacred Dragon to be fierce, but they had never imagined it would be this fierce.

"One billion five hundred million."

Just then, a woman's voice once again pushed the bidding frenzy to its peak.

The moment those words fell, quite a few restless bidders on the second floor quieted down.

No one was unfamiliar with the bidder. It was Leng Qingshuang, who had competed with Yao Buran for the Eternal Time-Space Stone.

"Two billion. If Fellow Daoist Leng bids higher than this, then Zhao will concede."

Zhao Dongyang, the patriarch of the Zhao clan who had been bidding all along, spoke up.

The Zhao clan was also an ancient Gu Clan with a long inheritance, one of the first-tier forces within the Sacred Dragon Heaven Domain.

"Two billion one hundred million."

Leng Qingshuang offered no response whatsoever and simply raised her bidding paddle.

"Two billion five hundred million."

Wang Chongtian, the head of the Ancient Desolate Aristocratic Family who had remained silent until now, spoke.

"Two billion six hundred million."

Leng Qingshuang immediately called out.

This... gulp.

Hearing this, everyone involuntarily swallowed.

It had to be said that this price had far exceeded their imagination.

Two billion six hundred million.