52: The clown's departure unleashes the Devouring Demon Art, bringing chaos to the world!

Inside the Wang Family VIP room, the air was so cold it could freeze a person's breath into ice shards.

Wang Teng's gaze slowly shifted from the glaring empty seat across from him to the bloody, fleshy "mud" beneath his feet.

Humiliation.

Fury.

He, Wang Teng, the Heaven of the Northern Region, was born to be the center of attention, yet now he had become the world's biggest joke.

And the source of all this was the dog beneath his feet, which he had foolishly taken in out of momentary soft-heartedness!

“Trash!”

He suddenly raised his foot.

The magnificent, gem-studded Cloud Dragon Boot on his foot stamped heavily onto Qin Feng's chest.

“Crack!”

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible.

The intense pain caused the unconscious Qin Feng's body to tremble violently, and he let out a groan like a broken bellows, actually being jolted awake by the agony.

In his blurry vision, all that remained was Wang Teng's face, twisted by extreme rage.

“This is your Qi Gazing Divine Ability?”

Wang Teng's voice was as shrill as a chicken whose neck had been squeezed; he pointed at Qin Feng's nose, his head full of glittering jewelry shaking wildly.

“This is the divine artifact obscured by dust you spoke of?”

“You weren't trying to let This Young Master snag a bargain, you were trying to make This Young Master lose all face in front of the entire world!”

Qin Feng's brain was still buzzing.

Beside him, the group of followers who had been affectionately calling him “Brother Qin Feng” just moments ago had gathered around, wearing undisguised sneers.

“You wanted to team up with Young Master Wang? Are you worthy? How worthy are you?”

“A stray dog with a broken arm, did you really think you could climb a branch and turn into a Phoenix?”

“Beat him to death! Let him know that not just any stray cat or dog can latch onto the great tree of the Wang Family!”

Fists rained down like raindrops.

Every punch and every kick carried Spiritual Power; the agony pierced his flesh and went straight to his Divine Soul.

Qin Feng clearly felt all of it.

He listened to the malicious curses and felt the intense pain of his bones fracturing inch by inch.

But the most painful thing was the overwhelming humiliation of being played with like a toy and discarded like trash!

“Enough.”

Wang Teng waved his hand irritably; even looking at this dog for another moment made him feel like his eyes were dirty.

He just wanted this harbinger of bad luck to vanish from his sight immediately.

“Throw him out the window for me!”

Wang Teng's voice was devoid of warmth.

“Let those spectators below see clearly what happens to those who serve as Wang Teng's dog!”

“Yes, Young Master Wang!”

Two followers sneered, grabbed Qin Feng by the hair and thigh, and dragged him to the window like a dead dog.

Qin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.

He looked out the window.

He saw the dense crowd of heads in the General Seating Area below, and the faces looking up at him, filled with mockery and ridicule.

“No... don't...”

He let out a plea as weak as a mosquito's buzz.

No one paid him any mind.

The two men didn't hesitate at all, suddenly exerting force with their arms.

Qin Feng's body traced a humiliating arc.

Amidst exaggerated gasps and unrestrained laughter from the crowd, he slammed heavily onto the central aisle of the first floor.

“Pfft!”

Dust flew up.

This fall instantly shattered the few remaining intact bones inside him.

It also shattered his ridiculous dream of Heaven-Defying fate alteration.

“Isn't that Qin Feng, whom Young Master Wang treated as an honored guest just now? Why was he thrown down like trash?”

“Hahahaha, the bootlicker licked until he lost everything!”

“Serves him right! He should have checked his own pathetic state in a puddle first. Now look, the clown turns out to be himself!”

Countless gazes and countless insults transformed into the world's most venomous curses, stripping away his dignity, his pride, and all his pretense, crushing them underfoot.

“Su Chen...”

“Ling Qingzhu...”

“Wang Teng...”

He lay sprawled on the cold floor, his fingernails digging into the hard stone seams, the blood continuously pouring from his mouth staining the ground red.

Those eyes, once gentle, now held nothing but world-destroying resentment and madness.

Several Myriad Dao Merchant Guild guards stepped forward emotionlessly and dragged him away.

The exit of a minor character caused no ripples whatsoever.

On the Star Gazing Platform, “Su Chen” lazily shifted position, taking in the entire scene.

He yawned softly.

As if he couldn't muster the slightest interest in the farce.

As items were successively brought down from the stage, the atmosphere in the venue gradually reached a climax.

Finally.

The Auctioneer took a deep breath, his face showing a nearly sacred fervor, and his voice was slightly off-key due to excitement.

“Esteemed guests! Next up is the grand finale treasure of this auction!”

“It is also the most mysterious and valuable divine artifact the Myriad Dao Merchant Guild has handled in nearly ten thousand years!”

The entire venue instantly fell so silent that a pin drop could be heard.

Sixteen Great Saint Realm guards, clad in black heavy armor and exuding an abyssal aura, jointly carried a Purple-Gold Shrine that was Sealed by layers of Emperor-level Restrictions, slowly walking onto the high platform with heavy steps.

The mere Dao Charm that leaked out caused countless Cultivators' Divine Souls to tremble, as if they were bearing a piece of the azure sky.

“This item was captured deep within the ‘Emperor Burial Abyss’...”

The Auctioneer's voice suddenly rose, filled with endless temptation.

“void immortal gold!”

Boom!

These four words were like a star exploding in the center of the venue!

“Heavens! It's actually void immortal gold! The supreme Divine Material for refining Emperor Weapons!”

“Such a large piece! It's enough to establish the eternal foundation of an Immortal Dao Lineage!”

Countless gazes instantly became greedy and fervent.

Just as everyone thought the starting price was about to be announced, the Auctioneer raised his hand, signaling for silence.

An unnoticed golden streak of light came from outside the heavens, transforming into a flaming letter that landed in his hand.

The Auctioneer's expression drastically changed. After a glance, the letter turned into flying ash.

When he looked up again, a bizarre, chilling smile appeared on his face.

That smile contained excitement, fear, and the madness of wanting to throw the world into chaos.

He pointed at the shrine, speaking slowly and deliberately, his voice like a devil's whisper echoing in everyone's Divine Soul.

“According to the Decree of a powerful Senior who wishes to remain anonymous, the reason this piece of void immortal gold is eternally indestructible is because...”

“Its core was once tainted by a trace of...”

He paused deliberately, savoring the suffocating silence of the entire venue.

Then, he slowly uttered those four forbidden words.

“Heaven, Swallowing, Demonic, Art!”

Deathly silence.

An absolute silence lasting ten breaths.

Time and space were completely frozen under the impact of these four words.

Immediately following this was terror and madness like a mountain collapse and a tsunami!

“The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art?! The number one Demonic Technique of all time that sparked the Dark Turmoil?!”

“Heavens! This is no longer just Emperor Weapon Divine Material! This is the complete Legacy of a Great Emperor!”

“Kill! We must obtain it, no matter the cost!”

Greed completely consumed reason.

Killing Intent instantly soared throughout the venue.

Wang Teng was trembling all over with excitement; he seemed to already see the scene of himself Cultivating the Demonic Technique, Attaining the Dao and becoming Emperor, and stepping on both Su Chen and Ling Qingzhu!

In the corner, the smile on Liu Ruyan's lips grew even more seductive.

“Tsk tsk, who's fanning the flames? Only when the water is muddied will the fish come out...”

The Auctioneer looked at the frantic faces below and smiled contentedly.

“To allow everyone more ample time to prepare.”

“This Guild has decided to postpone the auction of the void immortal gold until fifteen days from now!”

“Furthermore!”

He dropped another bombshell.

“In fifteen days, this Guild will also auction another supreme treasure—a Core Fragment of the ‘jade pool mirror,’ the Yaochi Holy Land's sect-guarding Emperor Weapon, which has been lost for tens of thousands of years!”

Liu Ruyan's jade fingers, gripping the wine cup, paused abruptly, followed by a burst of even more delighted laughter.

“Hehehe, a jade pool mirror fragment? Now, I estimate even that Ice Block Face won't be able to stay still.”

“This is truly... getting more and more fun.”

The Auctioneer announced loudly: “Today's auction ends here!”

Having said that, he and the guards, along with the shrine, instantly vanished, leaving behind only the Cultivators who had completely descended into madness due to the succession of earth-shattering news.

Countless communication Jade Slips were crushed, flying to all corners of the Xuanyuan Continent.

The peace of the entire continent was completely shattered.

A bloody storm revolving around the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art and the Emperor Weapon fragments had already begun.

On the Star Gazing Platform, “Su Chen” watched the chaotic scene below, a wicked smile curling on his lips.

[Little Liar, it seems your script has been torn up by someone.]

[Hehehe, now this is getting more and more interesting.]