Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...
The Ten-Thousand Poisons King, Demon Ancestor Yin, and the gray-robed middle-aged man all turned to look at Yun Chang.
The Ten-Thousand Poisons King sneered. A mere Marquis-Rank Creation. The Crimson Ancient Eagle even overlooked him and asked what treasure he wanted last. I doubt he has many Xuanhuang Stones.
A Marquis-Rank Creation would be lucky to have a hundred million Xuanhuang Stones. Demon Ancestor Yin also watched Yun Chang, but a suspicion stirred in his mind. Why does this brat seem familiar? I'm sure I've never met him.
After a moment's thought, Demon Ancestor Yin figured he might have glimpsed him from afar during Qin Hao's fight with Wu Ge.
Otherwise, he wouldn't feel this inexplicable familiarity.
The gray-robed middle-aged man said nothing. His gaze kept drifting toward the exit; he only wanted the three of them to finish exchanging for treasures so he could leave at once.
Whoosh.
Yun Chang waved his right hand, and a Storage Star Ring appeared in midair. His expression unchanged, he said, "There are ten billion Xuanhuang Stones in here. I want to exchange them for the Dust-Cleansing Immortal Ruler."
Hum...
At that moment, an eerie silence settled over the hall.
The Ten-Thousand Poisons King, Demon Ancestor Yin, and even the gray-robed middle-aged man, who had kept glancing toward the exit, all whipped their heads around to look at Yun Chang.
Disbelief filled every one of their eyes.
Only the Crimson Ancient Eagle showed a flicker of delight in his enormous, cold, star-like eyes. His body even shifted slightly.
That tiny movement alone made space tremble. It was terrifying.
He leaned his massive head forward and stared hard at Yun Chang. His voice boomed, "You want the Dust-Cleansing Immortal Ruler? It costs ten billion Xuanhuang Stones."
"I'm sure." Yun Chang