The auction in Life God City continued in an orderly fashion. The entire venue seethed with noise, ostentatious splendor filling the air in a lavish spectacle.
On the raised platform, rare treasures and marvels of the God Realm appeared one after another, taking their turns on display.
Powerhouses of every race occupied the seats below, bidding against one another in a frenzy. Shrill, greedy roars, unrestrained, mocking laughter, and condescending sneers intertwined, filling the magnificent hall.
The scene of peace, revelry, and flourishing prosperity perfectly concealed the crisis surging beneath the surface, creating a false facade of a golden age free from worry.
No one knew that the grand prosperity before their eyes was merely the last illusory bubble before a world-destroying storm descended.
Shiheng sat upright in his VIP seat, silent throughout, his eyes lowered indifferently.
He had not participated in a single bid. He ignored the divine materials, supreme treasures, and secret realm fragments onstage that could drive Highgods into a frenzy.
Others merely assumed he was above worldly desires and disdained competing for mundane things. Only Shiheng himself knew the monstrous savagery and icy killing intent churning within him.
Earlier, while surveying everything in the auction venue with his soul, his divine soul had also infiltrated and perused all the historical books and hundreds of millions of years of Crystal Recording Videos on the Lingmeng Continent. Before a divine soul that surpassed a Paragon's, every book and video on the Lingmeng Continent had been viewed by Shiheng. Within them lay the tragic past of countless members of his race, prostrating themselves generation after generation, enduring enslavement and slaughter, barely surviving like worthless weeds and ants. It was now branded deep within his divine soul.
There were also the greedy looks he had just glimpsed from countless powerhouses