"Yin Hu has come too—how am I supposed to reveal my identity?" The voice sounded somewhat exasperated. "Are you trying to force this old man's hand?"
"You are..." Yin Hu was taken aback. His expression shifted uncertainly as he stared at Pavilion Eight, unable to imagine which of his enemies was inside.
"Fellow Immortal Yin Hu!" Before Nine Heavens Superior could speak, Ao Shuai said blandly, "Today is an auction. Do not bring up irrelevant matters!"
Just then, a faint howl rang out from within the ball of light. Although the Light Beast cub had been trying all along to break through the sealed dark clouds, it had remained peaceful, as though the clouds were no more than a game. But now, the cub grew anxious, ramming its head fiercely into the dark clouds. The dragon horn atop its dragon head also blazed with an incomparably brilliant white light, streak after streak striking the dark clouds.
At the sight, Nine Heavens Superior raised his brows. The ears hidden amid his hair twitched faintly, only to fall still again a moment later. Nine Heavens Superior looked curiously at the Light Beast cub, unable to understand why it had suddenly gone mad.
"Nine Heavens Superior... begin the auction!" Old Demon Zhi Feng cried at once, fearing that delay would breed complications.
Nine Heavens Superior nodded. "Since that is the case, the auction shall begin..."
"Wait!" Ao Shuai suddenly recalled something. Raising his head to look at the other pavilions, he said coldly, "The auction begins now. If any Fellow Immortals wish to bid, come out now and reveal your true forms. If you do not come out now, then anyone who emerges to bid after we have begun will not be acknowledged by us!"
"Fine, this king has come to take a