I transformed into the most useless prince in the world of immortality, with no spiritual roots at all.
Until the [Wanjie Auction House Terminal] is bound to my mind.
When others practice cultivation, I set the price.
In the first auction, I only sold three drops of [Innocent Spiritual Spring].
The accompanying Heavenly Dao appraisal report broke the hearts of alchemists throughout the imperial capital.
They said: "Although the seventh prince has no spiritual power, he holds the truth."
Later, my auction house started timing the epoch:
"Earthly Lights" auction, the entry ticket is a century-old savings of a medium-sized sect.
The finale of the "Galaxy Shadows" auction is a [beating heart] - from the undead ancient stars.
At the "Change of Era" auction, I hammered the hammer at some end of the world and sold "the right to breathe in this world for the next three thousand years".
I let cards become interdimensional hard currency, and let Heaven endorse the contract.
The Immortal Emperor broke the contract, and I took away 30% of his luck on the spot.
The Demon God flipped the table, and I compressed his ten thousand years of cultivation into [Demon Source Crystal] and temporarily stored it in the vault.
When the first invitation to "The Return of the Heavens to the Ruins" was sent out——
Only then did all the overlords clearly see the small words on the back of the invitation:
"Time Anchor: Taking the Death of the Ancient Demon God as the Bell."
It turns out it's not a metaphor.
On the day when the Annihilation Era struck, the cold swordsman who came to me because of a "Sword Intent Analysis Report",
For the first time, the sword was fully exposed in front of me.
Behind her is reflected the flowing halo of the era:
"Your gavel defines value."
"My sword, make sure the definition takes effect."
And I, sitting in the auction hall at the end of the long river of time,
The final blow was struck:
"Auction now - ['Wrong Future' deleted by the heavens]."
"You can pay in advance with your own 'existence cause and effect'."
