Chu Fengmian practiced the Battle Dragon Technique.
Now, with the Ao Heng Dragon Emperor's dragon claw in Chu Fengmian's hands, only then could it serve its greatest purpose.
"I must obtain this Dragon Emperor's claw," Feng Mian declared with unwavering determination. His wealth so substantial, he was ready to compete with anyone for the claw.
As the whispers in the venue gradually subsided, the revered Spiritual Master on the stands began to speak slowly.
"The starting bid for the Ao Heng Dragon Emperor's dragon claw is one million Spirit Stones!"
Although the tone of the Spiritual Master was calm, each word struck resonantly in the hearts of all present.
A starting bid of a million, a figure that many peak Saints could not match even if they bankrupted themselves.
The venue fell quiet for a moment.
But then, in the next instant, countless voices called out simultaneously.
"Two million!"
"Three million!"
"Five million!"
"Ten million!"
