Although the All-Things Altar had lost its power of rules, Xu Zimo only needed to wave his hand to replenish that power.
The All-Things Altar spun continuously through the void.
Within it, the power of rules intertwined, each rule resembling a thread.
They were tangled and intricate, yet in Xu Zimo's hands, the knotted threads were combed apart one by one.
Every thread connected together, like the void above the firmament, dotted with countless stars.
The next moment, when the entire starry sky was illuminated, a brilliant radiance suddenly bloomed.
Xu Zimo beckoned with his right hand.
At once, the mouth of the All-Things Altar opened, unleashing a powerful suction force.
At that moment, everyone present changed expression.
They could all sense that every one of them was within the All-Things Altar's range of suction.
Even Sun Feng's expression turned ugly.
"Honored guest, what are you trying to do?"
"I said you would agree to let me buy it on credit, didn't I?" Xu Zimo asked with a faint smile.
Although he was smiling, Sun Feng did not sense the slightest hint that he was joking.
He knew that if he refused, they would likely be sucked into the All-Things Altar in the next instant.
Moreover, Sun Feng knew just how formidable the All-Things Altar was.
Once sucked inside, they would likely melt into pools of pus at once.
As someone highly knowledgeable about ancient artifacts, Sun Feng knew all too well the danger involved.
He looked at Xu Zimo, his face livid.
This was an undisguised threat.
If he refused, Xu Zimo would likely seize it by force.
"Do I even have a choice?" Sun Feng asked through gritted teeth.
Xu Zimo merely smiled.
Suddenly, he waved both hands.
In an instant, a powerful suction force emerged from the