Just as the final day's auction was about to begin, Qin Fengming suddenly rose to his feet. He passed through the many stone tables and headed straight toward the rear of the auction platform.
It was a full quarter of an hour later before he revealed himself again.
Seeing Qin Fengming stand, Lie Yang, seated in the rear, grew grim-faced. Although no anger showed on his face, a sinister light flickered in his eyes.
Although Ge Shu's injuries had already been stabilized by his supreme divine ability, a complete recovery would still take considerable time. The Yin poison that had invaded his blood was exceptionally tenacious. Even though Lie Yang was an Integration stage cultivator, he could only suppress it, not eliminate it.
At this moment, seeing Qin Fengming, even Lie Yang, an Integration stage cultivator, could not help but feel his emotions rise and fall.
As an old man appeared on the stone platform, the fifth day's auction finally began.
Just as expected, every item auctioned on the final day was exceedingly rare. Even spirit herbs that were more than a hundred thousand years old appeared one after another.
Spirit herbs that had grown for more than a hundred thousand years were likewise incredibly precious to Integration stage cultivators.
Thus, as soon as they appeared, Integration stage seniors joined the bidding. In the end, those few spirit herbs were all divided among the Integration stage cultivators without exception, with not a single one falling into the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Faced with the scramble among Integration stage cultivators, anyone with even a little sense would absolutely not dare to fight desperately for them.
Offending an Integration stage cultivator was no different from seeking death. After all, there were not many people who possessed opportunities as immense as