"Have you noticed that the Lei clan members' expressions seem a little off? Everyone is congratulating them, yet they don't seem happy at all." A somewhat dim-witted young cultivator spoke in a low voice.
Some of the other great clans' giants also began teasing them. "What do you youngsters know? The Lei clan is a great clan of the Nine Yue Territory. What they fight for is their dignity. They can lose anything, but they cannot lose their momentum!"
"The rich really are willful!"
"Enough!"
Lei Ao shouted deeply, a violent soundwave erupting from his mouth and leaving everyone in the auction house with ringing ears.
The auction house immediately fell silent.
Lei Ao had truly been angered badly, to the point that he had nearly coughed up blood.
He glared viciously at Ning Xiaochuan, slowly raising an arm as strands of lightning emerged from it.
A terrifying power erupted, its aura incomparably formidable as it surged toward Ning Xiaochuan.
This power was immensely strong, comparable to the Sword Saint and the Great Golden Roc King. An ordinary Earth Venerable Realm Martial Practitioner under such terrifying suppression would be crushed straight to their knees.
Ning Xiaochuan also felt enormous pressure. He was just about to release the power of the Ninth Grade Profound Weapon to resist Lei Ao's suppression.
Suddenly, all the pressure in the auction house vanished.
At some unknown moment, a white-haired woman had appeared atop the central auction platform.
Although this woman's hair was entirely white, her skin was young and delicate, without a single wrinkle. Powerful energy rippled from her body, blocking Lei Ao's power as she said in a deep voice, "No matter who it is, no one may disrupt the order of the auction. If there are grudges, settle them outside the auction house.