On that very day.
The Primordial Heavenly Court agreed to cooperate with the Nine-Heavens Immortal Alliance.
Well, that settled it.
Whether it was the Nan Heng Royal House itself or the power backing it—even the so-called Heavenly Hearing above them—all of it was swept into the same pot.
Ten Thousand Ranges Capital, auction venue.
Chen Xun rose and left without expression, and everyone followed after him.
Drip...
The two men's cold sweat struck the ground, yet they still did not dare set down their iron shovels.
When they reached the entrance of the venue, Chen Xun cast the eldest young master a calm glance. That single look nearly scared the man out of his wits.
The eldest young master was dazed, but he said solemnly, "Senior, leave all the aftermath to this junior, as atonement for our offense."
It seemed...
Within a single day, even his master had been suppressed. Anything higher than that was beyond his reach for the moment, but it no longer mattered. He already knew that his servants had provoked an unimaginable power, one whose very way of handling matters had surpassed his understanding.
Everyone vanished.
The invisible pressure weighing upon heaven and earth within the venue dissipated.
Half a day later.
The little girl was saved. Even her iron shovel was returned to her. The Royal House's powerful cultivators used immense divine abilities to reverse the events of that day, restoring her master's damaged remains to wholeness. The eldest young master personally gave the order: the Royal House was not to provoke this girl.
The impact of the matter gradually spread. Even the orthodox lineages of ten million cities issued successive prohibitions: no one was to provoke anyone of the Skyflint Lineage. Should they encounter danger, we must lend our aid!
Many forces across the