His voice was not loud, yet it carried an invisible pressure that instantly silenced the hall.
Xiao Ze slowly rose to his feet, his gaze sweeping across the room. "Three Eighth-Tier Pills with Eight-Colored Pill Lightning."
At those words, the face of the person who had bid earlier changed drastically. Even if he emptied his entire fortune, he could only produce one pill. He had no hope of competing.
But before anyone could react, a cold voice suddenly rang out. "Five!"
Everyone looked over. A gaunt man in a black robe sat in the corner, radiating the pressure of a Half-Saint.
Feeling Xiao Ze's gaze, he gave a sinister smile. "Boy, this fragmented map isn't yours to fight over. If you know what's good for you, back down!"
The corners of Xiao Ze's mouth curled into a faint smile. He paid the man's threat no heed. "Eight."
The gaunt black-robed man's face turned livid. He hadn't expected Xiao Ze to be so unyielding.
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. "One Eighth-Tier Pill with Nine-Colored Pill Lightning!"
A pill with Nine-Colored Pill Lightning was already at Peak Eighth-Tier. Even a Half-Saint would be tempted by it. He didn't believe Xiao Ze could top that bid.
Everyone in the hall drew a sharp breath, and Xiao Yan clenched his fists.
A pill with Nine-Colored Pill Lightning was far too precious. Though he had a Pill Beast obtained from the Dou Saint Ruins, he would never be willing to trade it.
Yao Lao also looked toward Xiao Ze, a trace of worry in his eyes.
Yet Xiao Ze remained composed. He raised a hand and took a jade bottle from his Storage Ring. A rich medicinal fragrance wafted from it, and the power of laws seemed to linger faintly around