The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1328 - 1329: The Rioting Auction House

"Damn it, this Emperor isn’t even dead yet, and someone actually dared to bring out a map to this Emperor’s Zone of Chaos for auction."

Feeling the tremors emanating from the Devil Refining Gourd, Ye Mo could distinctly perceive the Wraith Demon Emperor’s fury. The one selling the map was from the Wraith Clan itself.

However, Ye Mo decided to remain silent for the moment, anticipating a potentially interesting spectacle.

"The Wraith Demon Emperor stands as one of Wraith Land’s paramount experts. Though he was ultimately defeated by the Soul Master of the Dead Soul Royal Family, his renown is something you are all well aware of. If one can attain the Wraith Demon Emperor’s legacy, you must surely grasp the profound implications, correct?"

Ghost Granny elaborated.

"This old woman shall not dwell on the details further. This map will not be subjected to a bidding war—its price is set at one hundred million Wheel of Reincarnation Pills. Should any of you desire to acquire it, do signal your intent."

Ghost Granny continued.

A sum of one hundred million Wheel of Reincarnation Pills is not within the reach of ordinary individuals. By her assessment, the number of attendees capable of producing such a vast quantity of pills instantaneously would not exceed the fingers on a single hand.

A thunderous boom!

At that precise moment, a colossal explosion reverberated from an unknown location.

Instantly, figures erupted from various points—one, two, three, four, five—a total exceeding twenty individuals. These clustered figures ascended, hovering in the air above the grand auction hall, exuding a chilling, malevolent aura. The sheer concentration of their power, merely by them standing together, was sufficient to solidify the surrounding space.

The spectacle rendered everyone present aghast, their faces draining of color. Even experts at the Divine Venerate One-Soul and Divine Venerate Two-Soul levels dared not raise their heads.

Among this formidable group, no fewer than twenty were Divine Venerable Three Souls, and remarkably, two were identified as Divine Venerable Four Souls.

"So, it’s a premeditated robbery!"

Ye Mo observed the unfolding scene, his expression hardening. The magnitude of this force indicated it was far more than mere opportunism; it was a meticulously planned heist, arranged long in advance.

"Who precisely are you people?!"

Ye Mo’s voice rang out as he moved, appearing before the assembled group. The other guards swiftly followed his lead.

"The Wraith Demon Emperor’s Zone of Chaos lies concealed within that map. Wangchen, I never anticipated you would actually put such a map up for auction."

From within the menacing crowd, a man with distinctive long sideburns emerged, stepping into the void. "This auction of yours is merely a ruse to draw us out, is it not? Indeed, your plan has succeeded. However, the map itself, we shall be taking directly."

This man completely disregarded Ye Mo and his companions, his gaze fixed intently upon Wangchen, whose face had held a look of veiled amusement from the very beginning.

In reality, they were disciples representing two formidable clans, engaged in a mission of mutual elimination. Their designated battlefield was the Great Wilderness, serving as a proxy for a large-scale conflict between the two clans. The successful annihilation of the opposing side would grant them the privilege of returning to their respective clans to receive a substantial bounty of resources.

And Wangchen, through this very auction, was deliberately orchestrating the entrapment and subsequent annihilation of this contingent from the Dead Soul Royal Family.

"Ao Xuanmu, hah, you intend to simply walk away with the map?"

Wangchen’s laughter boomed through the air, and he declared, "Ye Mo, now is your moment to reveal your true capabilities. Provided you can vanquish them all, your mission shall be considered complete."

The venue lapsed into a profound silence for several heartbeats, before erupting into a frenzy, akin to a boiling cauldron overflowing.

"What in the blazes is transpiring? Those individuals are from the Dead Soul Royal Family?!"

"He enlisted the Great Desolation Tower to host this auction not with the intent of selling goods, but to draw out those formidable experts from the Dead Soul Royal Family."

All eyes were now fixed upon the menacing assembly hovering in the sky.

This was, without a doubt, a direct confrontation between two colossal powers, and the onlookers consciously abstained from intervening.

"This Wangchen is utterly devious."

Ye Mo’s brow furrowed, and Zhu Jiu harbored the same sentiment at that moment.

Their adversaries were none other than the elite forces of the Dead Soul Royal Family. This situation transcended mere crowd control; it meant positioning themselves directly against the Dead Soul Royal Family.

Even if they succeeded in eradicating these Dead Soul Royal Family experts, they would undoubtedly face relentless pursuit from the Dead Soul Royal Family in the future.

"Brat, do you even comprehend that you are being manipulated?"

The leader, Ao Xuanmu, spoke with chilling coldness, a sneer evident in his tone. "I suspect you remain entirely oblivious, do you not? Wangchen, being my inferior in strength, still desires to fulfill his mission and report back. Thus, he deliberately employed this auction to enlist your aid. Yet, you are unaware that his true enemies are we, of the Dead Soul Royal Family. This is essentially a death sentence for you. If you choose to withdraw now, it is not yet too late."

Seated within the auction hall, Zhu Jiu’s complexion had drained completely, leaving his mind a vacant expanse.

"How can this be? How could this possibly happen?"

Zhu Jiu whispered to himself, his face ashen.

"Zhu Jiu, haha, thankfully you didn’t drag my Xiong Family into this mess. Otherwise, both our families would be facing ruin together."

At this moment, Xiong Qing materialized beside Zhu Jiu, a triumphant laugh echoing through the hall.

Even though Ghost Eye Mad Blade had infiltrated the escort team, the current turn of events meant that the Zhu Family’s fate was sealed, regardless of whether Ghost Eye Mad Blade took any action.

"Ye Mo, you accepted this escort mission. If you choose to withdraw immediately, you will be in breach of contract and will be required to pay forty million Wheel of Reincarnation Pills as compensation," Wangchen declared loudly, fearing Ye Mo and his companions would attempt to flee.

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly before a smile touched his lips. "Indeed, we are the designated guards for this auction. Since you intend to rob the goods, we are well within our rights to kill you."

"Heh, I never imagined that even in this desolate land, the Great Wilderness, there would be those who dare to confront my Dead Soul Royal Family directly. Do you comprehend that your words alone are sufficient cause for a thousand deaths?" Ao Xuanmu regarded Ye Mo with a frigid gaze.

By this juncture, a considerable number of Wheel of Reincarnation Realm Martial Artists were already fleeing the auction in utter panic. The Wraith Clan elites tasked with external security also rushed in, but only Zhan Jun managed to stumble inside in a disheveled state.

"Master Ye, our clan’s disciples were ambushed outside—every single one of them has been annihilated," Zhan Jun announced with a loud shout.

"What?"

Wangchen’s pupils contracted, and disbelief bloomed across his features.

"Haha, Wangchen, you certainly didn’t anticipate this, did you? I also dispatched experts to eliminate those elite disciples of your clan. I’d like to see how you plan to contend with me now," Ao Xuanmu declared with a triumphant laugh.

Instantly, Wangchen's expression contorted into one of extreme displeasure.

Originally, Wangchen had been utterly confident in his ability to handle Ao Xuanmu. Ye Mo’s group alone was sufficient to engage their adversaries, and with the elite disciples providing coordinated support from both inside and out, they could have completely eradicated Ao Xuanmu’s forces. However, he had never foreseen that the disciples guarding the exterior would be eliminated without a trace.

"Brat, do you still dare to oppose me now?" Ao Xuanmu directed his icy question at Ye Mo. "Are you still refusing to kneel?"

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