I Have A City In An Alternate World

2712 The evil god descends (1)

In Tang Zhen’s opinion, it was impossible for a treasure that involved Origin Energy to not attract the attention of cultivators.

Although low-level cultivators couldn’t sense it, this treasure would automatically choose its owner and create some coincidences for the other party to obtain it.

As an item from the same era as the gods, the spiritual treasure of the origin would have such an ability, and it might even be more magical.

The cultivators who appeared in the auction hall might not be the true owners of the treasures. At most, they were just porters.

Of course, this was only a guess. Before he saw the item, Tang Zhen was unable to confirm that these cultivators were attracted by the treasure.

The necessary preparations still needed to be made. Following Tang Zhen’s summoning, Kahm had already silently arrived and was coldly watching this decadent land.

To Carm, there were delicious food everywhere. Those greedy and filthy souls were the most delicious food in the eyes of the evil god.

Although he was somewhat impatient, he still obediently waited for Tang Zhen’s order. He absolutely did not dare to act rashly.

The cultivators in the auction house felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

Cultivators were far more intelligent than others, and they had a vague premonition of impending danger.

The king level cultivator in charge of the auction house furrowed his brows. He kept using his mind power to check the surroundings, trying to find out what was wrong.

Compared to ordinary cultivators, the king level cultivator’s sense of danger was more obvious. To him, this sense of danger was like being pricked by needles.

This made the cultivator in charge certain of one thing-there was a terrifying existence watching the auction house, but he could not find any trace of it.

The auction officially began in a tense atmosphere.

A group of tall and beautiful women in light clothing brought the auction items up to the stage.

There was a wide variety of items up for auction. There were items that had been used by famous people, relics from ancient sites, and some expensive tonics.

Every guest in the auction hall had their own needs, which caused a mild competition for each item that appeared.

Before he knew it, most of the items had been auctioned off, and an item that looked like a metal mask was brought to the front of the stage.

this is a special mask from some ruins. It is carved with ancient and primitive patterns. The experts can’t determine its exact age, but it is at least four to five thousand years old.

After the auctioneer finished introducing the item, he followed the normal procedure and told the crowd that they could start bidding.

From the auctioneer’s point of view, it was just an antique. Although it looked very old, it might not have much value.

As a result, just as he had such a thought, someone immediately made a bid, and it was three customers at the same time.

Such an abnormal situation immediately attracted the attention of the other guests. They were secretly wondering in their hearts, what was so special about this mask?

In the following time, the three groups of cultivators began to compete for the mask. In the end, it was sold for a sky-high price of 100000.

According to the original estimation, the value of the mask was not more than 1000 Yuan. It could not even be considered the finale item of this auction.

It just had to be this item that had been auctioned off for such a terrifyingly sky-high price. This had already exceeded everyone’s expectations.

The auctioneer was a little hesitant when he struck the hammer. He didn’t know if he should call it a day, but he hoped that the owner of the auction house could give him a hint.

Who would have thought that by the time the auction ended, he would not receive an order to not sell the item? in the end, he could only knock the auction hammer uneasily.

After successfully bidding for the mask, the group of cultivators paid the auction fee on the spot and were about to leave with the mask.

The other two groups of cultivators jumped out and stopped the other party from leaving unless he left his mask behind.

The party that won the auction was naturally unwilling. They had paid a huge price to obtain something, so how could they easily hand it over?

Just as the three parties were confronting each other, the person in charge of the auction house asked them to leave immediately and settle their personal grievances outside.

It turned out that the owner of the auction house had received a warning and immediately performed divination through the mystical item, confirming that this seemingly ordinary mask was actually a terrifying and ominous item. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

The sense of danger that King level cultivators felt came from this mask, which would bring endless misfortune to the owner.

Therefore, no matter how precious this thing was, no matter how many secrets it involved, he absolutely couldn’t keep it in his hands.

With such a large business, he didn’t care much about money and other things. He only cared about stability.

As a result, the auction house did not interfere with the process of the auction. Their goal was to give the mask away.

He never thought that after the successful auction, such an unforeseen event would happen, causing the auction house’s boss to be extremely depressed.

Under such circumstances, the boss of the auction house could only send people to persuade them to leave, because the longer they delayed, the more likely there would be changes.

In the process of persuading them to leave, the king-level cultivator released his own aura, letting the cultivators of the three sides know of his existence.

Sensing the aura of the king level cultivator, the three parties who were at daggers drawn immediately held back their anger. They knew that this was not the place to solve the problem.

It wasn’t good for anyone to anger that King level cultivator.

Just as the three parties tacitly prepared to leave, the eye sockets of the metal mask in the box suddenly flashed with a strange red light.

A young man among the interceptors suddenly pulled out a revolver from his waist, his eyes bloodshot.

Before the crowd could react, he had already pulled the trigger and knocked one of the members of the mask-wearing party to the ground.

“Damn bastard!”

The same curse came from different people.

Everyone knew that with this gunshot, the situation had become irredeemable.

In the next moment, intense gunshots and energy fluctuations from the casting of spells appeared in the auction hall at the same time.

The cultivation method of the cultivators of the Haotian realm was mostly related to strength, which made their destructive power in battle quite huge.

In the blink of an eye, the private rooms were scattered one by one, scaring the audience into fleeing in all directions.

The rooms of those who were unlucky were completely flattened, and the guests inside were either dead or injured.

The king level cultivator guarding the auction house was so angry that he tried to suppress these troublemakers.

But at this moment, the hidden forces behind the three sides of the battle arrived at the scene at the same time.

The three king level cultivators from the three forces gathered in the sky above the auction house, not giving way to each other.

In addition to the king level cultivator in charge of the auction house, there were a total of four King level experts. This incident immediately attracted the attention of the hidden experts.

As long as one’s strength reached the king level, they were not allowed to make a move easily, or it would easily affect the order of the human world.

Four King level entities appearing at the same time meant that there was a big problem. If it was not handled properly, a disaster could happen.

In the private room of the auction hall, Tang Zhen picked up a cup of tea and slowly sipped it under the gaze of the woman beside him.

it’s indeed an original spiritual treasure. It has the ability to attract disasters. Perhaps it’s more appropriate to call it the mask of misfortune and deception!

When Tang Zhen said this, he turned his head to look at the frightened woman beside him and said in an indifferent tone, you have one minute. Remember to rush out at all costs. If you can’t do it, you’ll die Here.

The woman was stunned for a moment. She suddenly pushed open the door of the private room, ran straight to the nearest window, and jumped down from the second floor without hesitation.

The woman fell on the street. Her ankle was broken, and the pain made her cry.

Soon, she shut her mouth and looked at the auction house behind her in horror. She saw indescribable asphalt oozing out of the air and covering the entire auction house.

In the thick fog, a terrifying figure slowly appeared. It scanned the surroundings with greedy eyes and finally landed on the auction house that seemed to be isolated from the real world.

“The evil god Taowu has descended!”

The woman understood what was happening. She ignored the pain in her ankle and crawled toward the other side of the street with all her might, trying to get away from this terrible purgatory on earth.