Inside the private room, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence the instant Princess Jiujiu finished speaking.
Even Huo Yuhao's hand, which held a teacup, froze in midair.
A Secret Art Soul Bone?
Two hundred thousand years?
How... how much?
The corner of Huo Yuhao's eye twitched slightly. He nearly thought his hearing had failed him.
As a top student with a million-year cheat code and extensive knowledge of all kinds of Martial Soul theory, he naturally knew Secret Art Soul Bones inside and out.
Put bluntly, weren't they just Douluo Continent's version of "artificially synthesized inferior materials"?
They were artificial Soul Bones forcibly refined by those utterly deranged Soul Masters, who slaughtered large numbers of hundred-year- and thousand-year-level Soul Beasts, crudely kneaded together their essence blood and Soul Power origins, then used certain shameful secret arts.
Not only were those things filled with chaotic baleful energy, their quality was disastrously poor. They simply could not compare to natural Soul Bones.
At best, they were only thousand-year level. Even if smoke rose from one's ancestral grave, it would still be impossible to make a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.
And now she was telling him that the broken tray onstage held a two-hundred-thousand-year Secret Art Soul Bone?
What kind of international joke was this?
Had they thrown every Soul Beast in the Star Dou Great Forest into a meat grinder and squeezed them for juice?!
At that moment, the auction hall below had completely erupted.
It was not just the ordinary bidders. Even the top dignitaries who had originally sat calmly, along with the team-leading teachers from the other three great empires, wore looks of shock and could scarcely believe their ears.
Seeing the stunned expressions of countless people below, as though their faces were about to crack apart, Princess