261: It's just interest

Under Su Lei's palm, the ornate box crafted from dark gold and stellar runes had its material concept slowly being stripped away.

Next was the head.

Finally, the gene pollution source, which Star Lord had placed high hopes on, deeply embedded within the brain and bound to Su Lei's Divine Soul, was targeted.

That core of destruction, constructed from the most malicious curses and most primitive viruses, didn't even have a chance to emit the slightest energy fluctuation before its very concept of existence was mercilessly and utterly erased by that hand.

The whole process took no more than three seconds.

"Existence... erased?"

The entire auction hall remained in a deathly silence.

But this time, it wasn't due to tension and hostility, but rather a shiver and awe stemming from the deepest part of their Souls, facing the unknown.

They didn't know what had just happened, but every cell in their bodies was screaming frantically, telling them that they had just witnessed a miracle capable of overturning all their Cognition, a silent execution initiated by a Mortal against a god.

The smile on Star Lord's colossal holographic image completely froze.

His eyes, which seemed to contain the birth and death of billions of stars, were for the first time filled with emotions named shock and disbelief.

And after doing all this, Su Lei slowly raised his other hand.

In his palm, a spherical cage constructed of pure starlight materialized out of thin air.

Inside the sphere, a miniature Soul body identical to Venerable Tianhe was letting out a silent roar, frantically crashing against the cage, its face filled with fury and terror.

It was precisely the Clone of Venerable Tianhe that Su Lei had captured alive in the arena.

"You..."

Star Lord finally reacted from the extreme shock, just about to speak.

But Su Lei gave him no chance to speak at all.

He slightly curled his five fingers.

Strands of golden flames ignited from his fingertips out of thin air, like sentient spirit snakes carrying the aura of judgment, drilling into that spherical cage.

Divine Soul Fire.

A top-tier Universe torture that directly acts upon the Soul Origin, burning it as fuel.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Su Lei's face was expressionless as he flicked a finger.

An invisible Mental Energy instantly took over the auction hall's top-tier amplification Law array.

The next second.

That scream, containing the double agony of Law collapse and Soul tearing, was amplified a thousandfold, like a plague and tsunami sweeping across the entire mental world, washing over the eardrums and Souls of everyone present without reservation!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The wine glasses made of energy crystals next to the floating seats shattered one by one!

Hundreds of interstellar magnates, no matter how powerful their physical bodies, now clutched their heads uncontrollably, letting out painful groans, and some even had dark energy blood seeping from their seven orifices.

The entire venue transformed into a Hell of wailing.

And the man who created this Hell merely stood there quietly, his gaze indifferent, like a god judging the world.

The torture lasted for a full ten seconds.

For both the recipient and the observers, these ten seconds were longer than ten thousand epochs.

After ten seconds, Su Lei suddenly clenched his fist.

The spherical cage instantly tightened, and the golden Divine Soul Fire also extinguished.

That Venerable Clone, tormented to the point of almost completely dissipating, was re-Sealed by him.

The whole world became quiet.

The scream, enough to drive gods mad, came to an abrupt halt.

The immense contrast made everyone present feel as if their hearts were fiercely gripped by an invisible large hand, then suddenly released, almost leaping out of their throats.

Deathly silence.

More complete than any previous time, a deathly silence as if even time itself had died.

Su Lei surveyed the entire hall, finally turning his gaze back to the holographic image of Star Lord, who had long since frozen in place.

"This is just the interest."

"Now, the auction for the Key to Purgatory begins. Whoever dares to bid against me..."

"Will be my next return gift."

That sentence, like an absolute prohibition forged from blood and Divine Soul, echoed thunderously within the silent auction hall.

All the interstellar magnates present, those warlords who normally could overturn heavens with a flick of their hand, viewed life as mere grass, were now like quails whose throats were gripped by the God of Death, not even daring to breathe deeply.

Their gazes darted back and forth in terror between the Earthling who had issued the death declaration and the high and mighty, yet now somewhat ridiculous, holographic image of Star Lord.

Everyone understood that this so-called auction had completely changed its nature from this moment on.

It was no longer a simple contest of wealth and resources; it had become a decision of life and death, a choosing of sides.

Whoever dared to bid would be an enemy of that terrifying man who could casually erase existence and torment a Venerable's Divine Soul as a plaything.

And the outcome of being his enemy... the fox-woman auctioneer's pretty face, already pale with fear, now had not a trace of color left.

She stood frozen on the display platform, the auction hammer in her hand feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds; she couldn't raise it, nor could she put it down.

Her gaze instinctively turned towards Star Lord's holographic image, her only reliance, and once the only Dominator here.

Star Lord was silent.

His colossal image still maintained an air of dominating the world, but his gentle face no longer held the previous playfulness and composure, only a stiff distortion caused by extreme shock and rage.

His carefully designed open scheme, that malicious gift potent enough to destroy any strong individual's Dao Heart, was effortlessly resolved by the opponent in a way he completely failed to comprehend, even beyond his imagination.

Not only that, but the opponent also used the same method to launch the most direct counterattack.

In front of the entire Universe, he treated his Venerable Clone like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, wantonly tormenting and humiliating it.

Now, he had even turned this auction, personally orchestrated by him, into his personal hunting ground.

This was a provocation, and even more so, an outright declaration of war!

Star Lord knew very well that if he couldn't completely suppress the arrogant demeanor of this Earthling here today, then he and the Old Star Council behind him would become the biggest joke in the entire known Universe.

An invisible rage, like a supernova explosion, began to burn wildly within his Law projection constructed of starlight, almost igniting this false starry sky.

However, just as he was about to speak, preparing to mobilize the full power of the Throne of Fallen Gods to completely suppress this challenger who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, an unforeseen change occurred.

In the most inconspicuous corner at the very edge of the venue, a figure who had never attracted anyone's attention slowly raised his hand.

It was a person completely shrouded in a worn grey cloak.

His aura was so faint as to be almost non-existent, as if an insurmountable mist of space-time separated him from this world.

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