The auction ended, and Su Mo strode out of his private room and walked toward the auction hall below.
At this moment, countless people raised their heads, wanting to see what the person in Room Sixty-Eight actually looked like.
The High Priest and several Witch Tribe experts walked out of the palace immediately and came to the side of the Fourth Priest. The two of them had been prepared to personally deliver the Azure Mist Saint Ring, but sensing that Su Mo was walking out, they stood on the auction stage and waited.
Very soon, Su Mo walked out of the private room area, his figure appearing at the exit, and walked down via the stairs.
While walking, Su Mo pondered in his heart whether to make a move right here or wait until he went outside.
If he made a move right here, there were too many martial artists around, and they would definitely be affected, causing countless innocent people to die a tragic death.
It was better to make a move after going outside. As long as he did not pay the spirit crystals, the High Priest would definitely chase after him relentlessly.
Swish, swish, swish!
The gazes of everyone in the whole venue fell upon Su Mo at the very first moment, sizing him up from head to toe.
Seeing that Su Mo only possessed the cultivation of the Martial Venerable realm eighth layer, quite a few people flickered their gazes and felt their hearts pound with excitement.
A martial artist at the Martial Venerable realm eighth layer possessed shocking wealth on his person; if this could be plundered, he wouldn't need to worry about anything for several hundred years.
Su Mo wore a smile on his face, ignored the countless gazes, and strode to the bottom