Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14595 Interested parties, please make an offer.

"As for the specific mysteries of this sword... I am ashamed to say that I obtained this treasure by chance, but it is like a child holding a divine sword. I may not be able to comprehend even one tenth of its full power."

Ling Xiao paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, the subtext of which was self-evident:

"If I could truly control the full power of this sword, it would be none other than you all sitting here today, not me, at this auction."

A few low laughs rang out in the room, and the tense atmosphere subtly eased for a moment.

Everyone understood his unspoken meaning.

He was guilty of possessing a treasure and had no choice but to give it up. This frankness actually made many people lower their guard.

"As for using it to break through the boundary and leave this desolate realm that is like a cage?"

Ling Xiao gently shook his head, his expression impeccably honest:

"If I truly knew the method to break through the barrier, I would have already fled on my own. Why would I bother to deal with you seniors here and put myself in such a dangerous situation?"

He glanced around at the suspended private rooms, his tone tinged with helplessness:

"I have no other intention than to hold this auction today and seek only peace."

“You are all figures who can shake the world of Nirvana with a stomp of your feet. If I am constantly being thought of by you, I will find it difficult to eat or sleep.”

"I sincerely relinquish this sword, hoping only to gain peace and tranquility so I can devote myself to cultivation."

An aged voice came from a private room, its exact location unclear, and its tone carried a hint of scrutiny:

"Young friend, you are too modest."

"To remain calm and composed amidst a hundred or so experts at the Breaking Realm, no one here dares to underestimate you."

"Since you're so willing to sell, name your price."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, then abruptly changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of cunning:

"Such divine objects cannot be measured by ordinary spirit stones or secret treasures."

"What I seek is not the highest bidder, but the one who is 'most suitable'."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, and said, word by word:

"As long as you can provide something that can truly and greatly benefit my current situation."

"It could be a rare and precious treasure that can help me break through my current realm, or a protective magic weapon that can withstand the pursuit of the Holy Temple, or even a secret intelligence that can break the shackles of the Nirvana Realm."

"Then you may come forward and speak with me privately."

"If it suits my needs, the transaction will be completed on the spot, without fail!"

Upon hearing this, Chi Ling's red lips curved into a deeper smile, and a hint of approval flashed in her eyes.

By not setting prices clearly and not having an auction process, everyone is allowed to compete in secret, which avoids a fight on the spot and keeps the final choice firmly in their own hands.

What a brilliant, open scheme!

Now, everyone not only has to compare their family wealth, but also try to figure out Ling Xiao's thoughts. Invisibly, Ling Xiao has already taken the lead.

The cunning little fellow.

The main hall fell into a brief silence, with only a hundred or so auras of the Breaking Realm colliding silently, forming an invisible storm that caused ripples to spread across the void.

"Young friend,"

Another gentle yet undeniably powerful voice rang out from the right-hand box:

"It is rumored that you once unleashed the divine power of this sword in the Demon Abyss, slaying several experts at the Breakthrough Realm."

"May we witness the sword's power to determine its authenticity?"

Ling Xiao looked troubled, his tone hesitant:

"Senior, you may not know this, but activating this sword requires a massive amount of magical power. I have only recently broken through to a higher realm, and my magical power is not yet fully stable..."

Before he could finish speaking, a point of purple light shot through the air like a meteor and landed steadily in his palm.

It was a deep purple crystal the size of a pigeon egg, completely translucent, containing a miniature nebula within. It was warm to the touch, and its vast and pure energy was almost overflowing. It was the legendary "Silent Source Core" that could instantly replenish all the losses of a cultivator!

"This is the Source Core of Annihilation, which can instantly replenish all your losses."

The voice rang out softly, carrying a hint of boldness:

"Young friend, you only need to demonstrate your swordsmanship to convince us."

Instantly replenish mana?

A glint of light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

This Annihilation Source Core is a life-saving artifact. If one can obtain it, one will have more strength to deal with powerful enemies in the future!

He put away the crystal, his smile widening even more:

"Since you are so kind as to offer your help, I will make a fool of myself!"

Having said that, he formed a magic hand seal and uttered a soft shout:

"kill!"

hum.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword suddenly trembled, and the sword body erupted with a terrifying pressure that could destroy the world. A vast, ancient, and domineering aura swept across the entire area, as if an ancient demon lord had awakened from his slumber!

The space inside the main hall groaned under the strain, and the expressions of many experts at the Breaking Realm changed. Their protective divine light surged spontaneously, and even a few weaker experts were forced to retreat slightly by this pressure!

Countless mysterious runes formed a sky full of demonic patterns on the sword, the sound of the Great Dao was deafening, and black sword energy soared into the sky, tearing apart the dome of the hall and piercing straight into the starry river in the heavens!

The Demon Lord's Sword!

There was absolutely no doubt left!

Such imposing presence and such elegance are beyond the imitation of any counterfeit!

Even Chi Ling's gaze fell formally on the sword for the first time, a hint of solemnity flashing in her eyes.

She had briefly possessed this sword, but had never been able to fully grasp its power. Only now, seeing Lingxiao wield it, did she realize that the sword's power was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

The terrifying pressure of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword crushed the entire area like a prehistoric beast, lasting for a full three breaths!

Within three breaths, all the more than one hundred powerful beings who had broken through realms in the main hall were on high alert, their protective divine light shining as brightly as the sun, and some private rooms even had ancient defensive array phantoms appearing.

It wasn't until the end of the third breath that the suffocating demonic power suddenly subsided, receding back into the sword like a tide.

However, Ling Xiao took the initiative to withdraw his power.

He staggered back half a step, his face instantly losing all color and turning pale. His chest rose and fell slightly, his breathing became a little rapid, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

This state of "exhaustion" only added to the persuasiveness in the eyes of others.

To unleash such divine power must have required enormous energy expenditure; it is by no means a fabrication.

"Everyone,"

Ling Xiao raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, slowly regulating his breathing, his voice slightly hoarse from the exertion he had just experienced:

"The sword is real, and you have all witnessed its power."

He glanced around the room, his gaze calm and composed.

"Now, those interested, please... place your bids."

bid?

How to proceed?

What will come out?

The hall fell silent once again.

Everyone knows perfectly well that making the first bid at this moment would be tantamount to exposing one's bottom line and making one an easy target for others.

No one wanted to be the first stepping stone, so they all held their breath, their consciousness intertwining and colliding in the shadows, but no one took the initiative.

Finally, the gauze curtain in the right-hand box moved without wind, and the figure of the old man in black robes, Mu Yuanshan, stepped out of the air and landed steadily on the high platform.

With a wave of his hand, a gray barrier instantly spread out, completely isolating the two of them from the outside world, so that even divine sense could not penetrate it.

This was to prevent others from finding out his bid.

Mu Yuanshan took out a cold jade box with ice crack patterns, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the jade box opened.

In an instant, a perfectly round pill, the size of a longan, floated out, surrounded by swirling crimson light that bathed the barrier in a warm glow. (End of Chapter)