The Auction Begins

After paying the entry fee, an Eight Fan Sect guard stepped forward holding a black disc in his hand, intending to carry out a routine scan of Lu Heng and his companions.

Lu Heng's expression remained calm, the Five Elements Dou Qi within his body converging slightly into primordial chaos, and his aura instantly turning as tranquil as a deep pool with not a ripple on its ancient surface.

The disc in the guard's hand swept over Lu Heng, emitting only a faint white light that indicated the person posed no threat and was below the Dou Ling level.

The guard did not dare to be negligent; despite the scan results, the composed and leisurely demeanor of Lu Heng's group was definitely comparable to no ordinary people.

He sensibly asked no more questions and stepped aside to clear a path.

"Three esteemed guests, please enter."

Lu Heng took Han Yue's hand and brought Zi Yan along, calmly stepping into this massive auction venue.

The interior of the venue possessed a world of its own, its space shockingly vast and sufficient to accommodate several thousand people.

Dozens of massive Moonlight Stones were embedded in the dome, emitting a soft glow that illuminated the entire venue as bright as day.

The venue was divided into three tiers; the lowest level consisted of ordinary red seats densely packed together and already more than half-filled at this moment.

The middle tier comprised much wider VIP seats, each separated by a folding screen to guarantee a degree of privacy.

The very top tier consisted of private enclosed rooms, and only the true top factions of the Black-Corner Region were qualified to enter.

Lu Heng walked straight toward the reception desk for the VIP seats without the slightest hesitation, tossing out another bag of Gold Coins