"Hum hum hum!" At this moment, people were coming and going inside the auction hall as powerhouses continuously poured in. Evidently, this auction had gathered many factions. Moreover, aside from the powerhouses in the first few rows who quietly closed their eyes and sat up straight, the back was filled with an endless stream of noisy sounds.
This was undoubtedly also a form of contempt and arrogance. After all, the factions behind the powerhouses sitting in the top three rows were already at the pyramid's peak of the Dou Yun Continent, while the figures in the back had weak strength and relatively ordinary factions, which was why this situation occurred.
"The Yan Clan, the Lei Clan... Aside from your Gu Clan, all the other Ancient Six Clans have arrived." Xiao Yan swept his gaze across the front of this auction hall, watching as familiar big shots successively emerged in the seats not far around him.
The Ancient Clans all had their own symbolic markers. Coupled with the Yao Clan's rules for the auction-that one could not disguise or conceal their face-it was very easy for others to recognize them.
I should still take the opportunity to communicate with them. Although these fellows might have quite a bit of entanglements with the ancestors of my Xiao Clan, I always feel that Xu Shao's kind of forbidden technique isn't so simple, Xiao Yan muttered inwardly. The moment he thought of Xu Shao's kind of forbidden technique, he could not help feeling his scalp go numb.
"Aside from the Ancient Five Clans, there are also some factions whose status and strength are second only to the Ancient Clans, such as the Xiyue Sect and Wanquan Manor that we encountered earlier..."
"These fellows are all led by powerhouses from their respective factions, bringing the