575: Auction, various forces

The City of Wrongful Deaths is a special place in the Nether Abyss. Legend has it that all people or demons in the Nether Abyss enter the City of Wrongful Deaths after they die.

Recently, the City of Wrongful Deaths' centennial grand auction is about to begin, and various rare treasures will appear. Important figures from all walks of life in the Nether Abyss have gathered in the City of Wrongful Deaths.

“According to a little birdy, I heard that among the several finale items at this auction, there are thousand-year-old Flat Peaches, which are world-shaking treasures.”

“There might even be heaven-reaching martial arts and Divine Artifact replicas!”

“I heard that this time there’s also an auction for the Ferryman Saintess’s essence blood, which is bound to cause a scramble…”

“What? The Ferryman Saintess’s essence blood? Where did the Ferryman get a Saintess? Aren’t they just one Saint, who is still being pursued by the Tiancan Sword Alliance, with his life unknown?!”

“Your information is outdated. I have an informant. Now, no one in the Nether Abyss dares to provoke the Ferryman Clan.”

A thin young man whispered.

“Tell us…”

Everyone became interested and looked at the thin young man.

“As you all know, the Yan Luo Temple stands behind the Ferryman. Some time ago, King Guang of Qin of the Yan Luo Temple was severely injured, coupled with the changes in the Nether Abyss’s heaven and earth, which led to the subsequent pursuit of the Ferryman, and tens of thousands of their clansmen were captured.”

“But these past two days, another King of Hell from the Yan Luo Temple arrived, named Chu Jiang Wang, whose strength is even greater than King Guang of Qin’s.”

“The Tiancan Sword Alliance’s stronghold was annihilated by him.”

“Tens of thousands of demons from the Ten Thousand Demons Country were killed by him alone, and even the Red-haired Lion King and the Moving Mountain Ant King have turned into dry bones.”

“I heard that one of the Corpse Barbarian Tribe’s three great generals even begged Chu Jiang Wang for mercy, saying, ‘Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…’ And guess what? He was smashed into pulp by one of his halberds…”

The thin young man described it vividly, bursting into laughter.

“Junior, you’re not joking, are you?”

“Making up stories? The Ten Thousand Demons Country being destroyed? That’s too fake!”

An old Cultivator said in a deep voice.

The Ten Thousand Demons Country was a hegemon of the Nether Abyss, with a profound foundation. How could it be annihilated? This was too fantastical.

“Who told you to spread rumors in the City of Wrongful Deaths? Are you looking for death?!”

A muscular Corpse Barbarian Tribe middle-aged man, with gloomy eyes, walked over from a distance with a few people.

Whoosh!

With a loud slap, the thin young man was sent flying by the middle-aged man’s slap, leaving a crimson palm print on his face.

“It’s Tuoba Xing, one of the Corpse Barbarian Tribe’s three great generals!”

Everyone’s expressions changed, and they took a few steps back. The Corpse Barbarian Tribe’s three great generals were notoriously fierce in the Nether Abyss; ordinary people dared not provoke them.

Swish, swish, swish!

The surrounding people dared not linger and immediately scattered, leaving the spot.

“It can’t be stopped. News of the Ten Thousand Demons Country’s destruction is spreading everywhere.”

The River-Severing Dragon beside him had a gloomy expression. If only one or two people were spreading it, it might be a rumor, but such widespread dissemination certainly wasn't groundless.

Even if the Ten Thousand Demons Country hadn't been destroyed, it was probably heavily damaged.

“Damn Chu Jiang Wang, my Corpse Barbarian Tribe will never rest until you are dead!”

Tuoba Xing said angrily. This fellow first deliberately tricked them in the Nether River, taking all the benefits for himself and leaving them to bear the blame, which resulted in most of the Corpse Barbarian Tribe’s elites being annihilated and swallowed by the Nether River.

The River-Severing Dragon was no different; his Tiancan Sword Alliance was not much better off. The Nether River’s tide overturned several of their nethercrossing boats.

If not for the larger main ship, they might have been lost there too.

For a time, the entire City of Wrongful Deaths knew the news of the Ten Thousand Demons Country’s destruction.

At this moment.

In a magnificent pavilion in the City of Wrongful Deaths.

Three figures sat.

One wore a thundercloud sword robe, his entire being like a sharp sword reaching through heaven and earth, with terrifying Sword Intent surging around him.

Another had muscles like coiled Dragons, emanating a bronze luster, every inch of muscle containing extremely explosive power.

The one in the middle had Demonic Qi soaring to the sky, with large ears on his head, like an ancient Vicious Beast, filled with terrifying Divine Might.

These were precisely the leaders of the three major powers: the Tiancan Sword Alliance, the Corpse Barbarian Tribe, and the Ten Thousand Demons Country.

“Witch Demon King, when did this Yan Luo Temple produce a King of Hell stronger than King Guang of Qin? This person is a heretic; he will definitely come back to snatch the statue’s right hand.”

The Alliance Master of the Sky Remnant Sword Alliance said in a deep voice.

The initial expulsion of the Yan Luo Temple was to reduce one power from sharing the Nether Sea Treasure Trove, which is why they jointly attacked him.

If he hadn't had some trump cards, he would have died in the Nether Abyss by now.

As the leaders of the three major powers, they naturally knew that the rumors circulating outside were not rumors at all, but facts.

The Ten Thousand Demons Country was destroyed, and the powerful Cultivators from their two factions stationed in the Ten Thousand Demons Country were also all slain, not one left.

“This man killed my generals; this King will never rest until he is dead!”

The Barbarian King said sinisterly.

“He will definitely come to the City of Wrongful Deaths. Since we could scheme against King Guang of Qin to his death, we can scheme against Chu Jiang Wang to his death again.”

“Endure for now. After we’ve auctioned off the treasures we need, then we’ll go and slay him.”

“The blood of the Ten Thousand Demons Country will not be shed in vain. This King wants him to fall into Hell forever.”

The Witch Demon King also said coldly.

With the auction about to begin, the three immediately left and headed to the auction house.

...

In the central area of the City of Wrongful Deaths, there is a grand treasure pavilion, occupying a vast area, luxurious and magnificent. Even the main gate is made of third-grade profound gold, with golden stones paving the ground.

It is precisely the auction house of the City of Wrongful Deaths.

On the eaves of the auction house, dozens of withered bones were still hanging, all left by troublemakers.

Among them were not a few Rongtian Cultivators.

Strong Cultivators from all sides came in droves. In the City of Wrongful Deaths, no one dared to cause trouble. If discovered by the mysterious City Lord, there would be no escape.

“The Great Commander of the Earth Fire Remnant Clan, I didn’t expect him to join in the fun too.”

Some Cultivators watched a man in golden bone armor enter the auction hall.

The Earth Fire Remnant Clan, being one of the four aboriginal powers on the other side, was naturally recognized by most people.

“That is Ba Snake, a great Vicious Beast of the Nether Abyss. He actually came in person. This auction has attracted quite a few powerful Cultivators.”

A young man dressed as a scholar appeared, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

In the Nether Abyss, besides the behemoth that is the Ten Thousand Demons Country, there are also many Vicious Beasts, each occupying a treasure land to Cultivate.

Although their overall strength is not as good as the Ten Thousand Demons Country, their individual strength is extremely strong.

This Ba Snake is one of the strongest Vicious Beasts. Don't let his scholarly appearance fool you; his combat power is extremely strong. Legend has it that he once sparred with the Witch Demon King and only narrowly lost by two moves.

Just then, some young Cultivators let out gasps of surprise.

Three figures appeared, two males and one female.

What attracted the male Cultivators was the purple-clad woman, whose alluring and peerless figure was fully displayed, yet she exuded an air of scholarly refinement.

“Xuan Ji, I heard there’s a Beauty-Retaining Pill here. I’ll bid for it for you later.”

“Xuan Ji, that kid is cursing you. I’ll bid for that great treasure for you later; you’ll definitely be happy.”

Behind her, men in gold and silver robes desperately tried to flatter her.

“It’s Nine Lives Mysterious Ji, the next Clan Chief of the Sky Cat Clan!”

The Sky Cat Clan has always been a single-line inheritance, with a total clan population of no more than ten people, and all resources are dedicated to one person.

“Those two behind her are probably the Golden and Silver Star Lords. These two are Nine Lives Mysterious Ji’s suitors and are almost inseparable.”

“The Golden Sun Star Lord once blocked a fatal danger for her during a Secret Realm treasure hunt, but falsely claimed he was just passing by and helped out.”

“The Silver Moon Star Lord emptied his own faction’s Spiritual Vein for Nine Lives Mysterious Ji to Cultivate.”

The Golden Sun and Silver Moon Star Lords, these two can be called the Nether Abyss’s number one sycophants. Not only do they hand over all their own Cultivation resources, but they also undertake the task of guarding the Sky Cat Clan’s mountain.

It's baffling.

At this moment.

Inside the auction hall, over a thousand people had already gathered, a sea of humanity.

For example, the Tiancan Sword Alliance, the Corpse Barbarian Tribe, the Witch Demon King, Ba Snake, Nine Lives Mysterious Ji, and others all had private boxes overlooking the entire auction hall.

In the City of Wrongful Deaths, a black-robed old man stood on the auction stage, seemingly waiting for the time.

His Cultivation was only at the Early Stage Rongtian, but no one dared to underestimate him. His backing represented the City of Wrongful Deaths and that mysterious City Lord.

“A bit interesting!”

A voice suddenly rang out, and everyone turned their heads in unison to look.

Several figures were walking leisurely.

Chu Jiang walked into the auction house, with Old Ten by his side, and the Ferryman Great Clan Elder and the Nine Nethers Saint followed behind.

“This… is Chu Jiang Wang?” Someone exclaimed, their eyes wide with shock.