Just then, another commotion broke out outside the venue.
More than a dozen figures charged in, their auras equally powerful, yet filled with a sinister, uncanny chill!
They were the Shadow Beasts, an elite force composed of ten top Nen Ability users serving under the Ten Dons, who controlled the entire underworld!
Yet facing these ten powerful Nen Ability users, each formidable enough to draw any nation's attention, Uvogin showed not a trace of fear. Instead, a cruel smile spread across his face.
"Oh? Another bunch coming to die?"
"Perfect! I haven't had my fill of killing yet!"
What followed could no longer be called a battle.
It was a one-sided, inhuman slaughter!
Whether it was Leech, who could turn his body into countless leeches, Rabid Dog, who could spit venomous snakes from his mouth, or Porcupine, who could bite through steel.
The Shadow Beasts, the elite force the Ten Dons took such pride in, were as fragile as ants before the terrifying Uvogin, whose single blow could blast an enormous crater into the earth!
In just a few minutes, they were completely wiped out!
As the entire auction venue became a hell on earth under the Phantom Troupe's bloody assault.
Up in the VIP seats at the very top of the venue, with the best view.
Ye Chuan had simply sat there quietly from beginning to end, without even rising from the soft, comfortable sofa.
Like the most indifferent of spectators, he held a glass of fine wine from Uruk's Age of Gods, freshly retrieved from [Gate of Babylon], and calmly gazed down at the drama of death unfolding below.
There was neither pity nor anger on his face, only calm.
With the Shadow Beasts utterly annihilated and every mobster inside the auction venue slaughtered, the Phantom Troupe's cleanup