"Hehe, what? Am I not allowed to come here?"
A teasing smile curled across Old Ancestor Xuan Chu's lips as he strode directly toward the divine weapon. Reaching its side, he stretched out a hand, intending to take it away.
"Insolence!"
Just then, an enraged shout rang out.
Beside that divine weapon sat a brawny man. His body seemed forged from steel and iron, and his eyes shone as brightly as golden lamps.
"You dare stop me?"
Old Ancestor Xuan Chu raised a brow and stared coldly at the burly man as he asked with a sneer.
"What are you worth? What makes you worthy of possessing this divine weapon?"
The man snorted, a trace of murderous intent flashing through his eyes.
"What am I worth?"
Old Ancestor Xuan Chu's expression darkened completely. He stepped forward and thrust out his palm toward the man, terrifying magical power surging forth.
"Hmph, ignorant ant, get lost!"
The burly man flew into a rage, roaring as he met the attack with a palm strike of his own.
"Bang!"
Their palms collided with a thunderous boom.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, the burly man was sent flying.
"Pfft!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Though the man was formidable and his physical body stood at the pinnacle, his cultivation was not strong enough. He was no match for Old Ancestor Xuan Chu.
"This man is so powerful!"
The people watching the auction were all shocked. What was Old Ancestor Xuan Chu trying to do?
"Hahaha, this demigod-grade flying sword is mine!"
Old Ancestor Xuan Chu withdrew his hand and laughed.
"You..."
At that moment, the burly man glared resentfully at Old Ancestor Xuan Chu.
"Hahaha! Not convinced? Then come at me if you have the guts!"
Old Ancestor Xuan Chu laughed loudly and waved