"The Nine Kings have arrived."
The next moment, someone let out a shout, and the entire hall fell silent. Nine figures could be seen walking in through the main doors.
Five men and four women, each radiating an exceptionally otherworldly aura. None of them were ordinary.
The nine of them wore smiles as they looked around, yet every living being their gazes swept over lowered their heads.
The Nine Kings—the nine strongest members of the younger generation among the nine ancient clans—each came from one of those clans.
Setting aside their own formidable strength, their backgrounds alone made them the true local emperors of the entire Northern Frontier. No one dared provoke them.
"The Nine Kings have honored us with their presence. Forgive us for failing to welcome you from afar, forgive us."
At that moment, a hearty laugh rang out.
Everyone turned toward its source and saw a young man walking over with a smile on his face.
"The young master of Heaven and Earth Trading House, Wei Wuyou."
Someone immediately identified him.
At present, the older generation of powerhouses had all been confined by the Heavenly Dao, so every major force had a member of the younger generation capable of holding the fort.
Wei Wuyou was the young master of Heaven and Earth Trading House. His cultivation was at the fifth level of Golden Immortal, and his status was second only to the Nine Kings.
Even in the Northern Frontier, he was a renowned figure.
"Wei Wuyou, you brat. You obtained the Seven-Colored Lotus and didn't even tell us. Why hold some auction? Couldn't our nine ancient clans have simply made a private deal?"
Looking at Wei Wuyou, one of the Nine Kings spoke, his tone carrying a trace of complaint.
The Seven-Colored Lotus was a treasure among