Because Qin Yan himself possessed Darkness Force, one of the Seven Supreme Laws.
They had all witnessed his Darkness Force firsthand. It could only be described with four words: extremely terrifying.
In their eyes, even many prodigies of the Darkness Temple might not have attained such profound mastery of the Darkness Dao as Qin Yan.
At Qin Yan's rate of progress, once he broke through to the True King Realm in the future, he would be able to directly comprehend the Darkness Rule. By then, his combat power and foundation would only become even more terrifying.
The group then took their seats in the private room, sampling the Spirit Fruits and Spirit Tea on the table as they quietly waited for the auction to officially begin.
Time slowly passed, and one martial artist after another entered the auction house.
Some came in groups, while others arrived alone. Some concealed their auras, unfathomable in depth; others flaunted their sharpness without restraint.
The entire auction hall visibly grew livelier, the air filled with a restless atmosphere that set one's blood boiling.
Half an hour later, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air on the display platform at the center of the auction house.
She was a woman clad in a perfectly tailored dark red qipao that vividly outlined her graceful, voluptuous curves.
The slit of her qipao ran extremely high. As she moved with light, elegant steps, her slender, straight jade-like legs appeared and disappeared beneath the hem, dazzlingly fair.
Her features were exquisite beyond compare, her brows like distant mountains brushed with ink, her eyes like rippling autumn waters.
A faint smile seemed to linger at the corners of her red lips. She was seductive and enchanting, yet she also possessed the noble dignity and authority of one who had