The Double-Eyed Ancient Clan has the largest number of saint-level powerhouses among the major ancient clan forces in the human race, and naturally controls a large number of holy sources.
For the quota to enter the Eternal Land this time, the Shuangpu Ancient Clan had been preparing for a long time, and took action at the last moment, hoping to capture the last two hundred quotas in one go.
But the current situation is obviously beyond their control.
"Holy Son, what should I do?"
"Fifty thousand Holy Sources are available for each one. If we want to acquire the last 200 places, we need to spend 10 million Holy Sources. We can't afford that much."
"If the bidding price increases again, the number of places we can auction will be even less."
In a luxurious box, a wrinkled Holy King spoke to a man sitting cross-legged, with an anxious look on his face.
This man is full of heroic spirit. He is wearing a yin-yang Taoist robe. He is born with double pupils and has long hair. He is extremely astonishing. He is the double-eyed saint with the largest number of holy bodies among the saints of the ancient clan.
It's just that I can't tell at all whether this is the other person's true form or a holy body.
"You don't need to remind me, I know it clearly!"
The voice of the double-eyed saint was colder than ever.
Previously, he and the Holy Son Dayan took action together and deliberately raised the prices of the ten soul treasures just to teach Xiao Ye a lesson.
But he miscalculated. He never expected that the camp of Xiao Ye and Great Sage Taixu would be able to produce so many holy sources, completely disrupting their plans.
"Go on, let's give up one hundred places. We will buy the other hundred places at the price of 50,000 Holy Sources. We can't let Xiao Ye raise the price any more."
The double-eyed saint suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice.
As the Holy Son, he must be responsible for his ancient clan and not be blinded by personal grudges.
"This is the only way..." The Holy King looked helpless, turned around and flew out of the box to make arrangements.
"What? The Shuangpu Ancient Clan has regressed and given up a hundred places?"
"Very good!"
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Soon, the entire auction house was shaken, and all the holy kings in the ordinary seats were boiling.
The Shuangpu ancient clan gave in, and the other ancient clans were not much better.
The price of 50,000 Holy Sources is beyond their affordability. Who knows if Xiao Ye can produce more Holy Sources?
So at this moment, other ancient tribes also remained silent.
At this moment, many holy kings cast grateful glances at Xiao Ye.
If Xiao Ye hadn't stood up at the last moment, they might not have had the courage to confront the ancient tribe.
"Giving in so quickly? It seems that the major ancient tribes are also afraid that I will continue to raise prices."
"For the price of 50,000 Holy Sources, besides Brother Taixu, I can also get a spot for Jiang Kong." Xiao Ye was quite excited.
The saint in white, Jiang Kong, had helped him a lot. He was not an ungrateful person.
What's more, the stronger their small camp is, the more beneficial it will be to his future, which cannot be measured by the Holy Source.
Because the ancient tribe gave in, everything that followed went very smoothly.
Although the price of 50,000 Holy Sources is very high, there are still many Holy Kings who can take them out. Xiao Ye took out 150,000 Holy Sources and successfully won three spots, which caused quite a shock. Once again
Attribute this to the Great Sage Taixu.
"All the two thousand quotas have been auctioned, and I have recorded the saint-level experts who have obtained the quotas."
"Five years later, the Eternal Land will be opened, and the temple will notify you at that time."
Venerable Tianguang said majestically on the auction stage.
"it's over!"
Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.
He has gained a lot from this auction trip, and he has a promising future.
boom!
At this moment, Xiao Ye felt a sharp gaze sweep over him, making his body tremble, as if it was about to burst.
I saw a luxurious box exploding, and a man with a head full of snowy hair, exuding a look of disdain for the heavens, as if a god king had come to this world, stepped out, and many visions were opening the way for him.
"Holy Son of Dayan!"
At this moment, many saint kings in the auction house shrank their pupils.
"Xiao Zayu, although you are the only saint of the Forbidden Ancient Clan and have killed many saints of our Dayan Ancient Clan, I, the Holy Son, do not pay too much attention to you because you are not worthy."
"But this time, you have angered this Holy Son."
Saint Son of Dayan looked at Xiao Ye coldly, and disappeared in an instant, but those cold words seemed to come from Jiuyou, making people shudder.
Being targeted by a Holy Son is no joke.
Whoosh!
Another two rays of divine light came suddenly, and many visions came, like the eyes of the sky, which could reach up to the nine heavens and peer down into the nine netherworlds. Even the Holy King did not dare to look directly at them.
These are the eyes of the Double-Eyed Saint.
However, he just stared at Xiao Ye for a moment, then took it back, and disappeared into the auction house without seeing him.
"Haha, a bunch of ignorant people spend 50,000 Holy Sources to buy a pass to hell. Why bother?"
A mysterious Holy Son sneered and led people away across the sky.
Many Holy Sons left one after another, leaving the Holy King with a heavy heart after entering the eternal place.
This is the Holy World of Heavenly Light.
For the sake of Lord Tianguang, the major ancient tribes would not take action, but they could foresee that when they enter the Eternal Land in five years, they will inevitably suffer revenge from the ancient tribes.
And the first one to bear the brunt must be Xiao Ye.
No one can tell whether the intimidation of the Great Sage of Time and the identity of the Lord of the Yanhuang Realm can have an effect on a figure of the Saint Son level, because a figure of the Saint Son level cannot be judged by common sense.
What's more, if you take revenge, you may not have to kill Xiao Ye.
"Five years..." Xiao Ye clenched his fists and his eyes flashed.
As long as his soul quality can break through to the level of the Holy Son, his strength will definitely leap forward in these five years.
"Sage Xiao Ye, these saint sons of the ancient clan have entered the eternal land, and we can take care of each other."
An older holy king came over and said.
As a fifth-level member of the temple, he expressed goodwill to Xiao Ye.
"Yes, although our ancient human race is powerful, they act too domineeringly. Considering the courage shown by Saint Xiao Ye just now, I am willing to take care of each other with you."
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Several more holy kings came over.
If Xiao Ye's words hadn't resonated with many holy kings, it would have been difficult for the ancient clan to regress.
"Thank you very much!"
Xiao Ye was pleasantly surprised and responded politely.
The ancient clan's overbearing suppression made people even more disgusted, but it gave him the opportunity to make friends with these holy kings.
At that moment, he and these holy kings left the mark of the golden beads of sound transmission on each other.
The Great Sage Taixu speculated that the major ancient clans might intercept outside the Tianguang Holy World, so he spent a lot of money to directly set up a teleportation array in the Holy World and took Xiao Ye away.
"This kid took out a total of 200,000 Holy Sources at the auction. It seems that he has really found the Mantra Holy Palace!"
Lord Tianguang appeared and looked at Xiao Ye's figure from a distance, disappearing into the teleportation array, with a gleam in his eyes.
