I am asking the Ancestor to ascend to heaven in the world of "Covering the Sky".

It was so crowded that it was difficult to get in or out.

Two enormous Qilin stand before the gate, gleaming brightly, carved from gold and chalcedony, exuding grandeur and wealth, majestic and powerful.

The auction house was adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, resplendent in gold and jade, featuring enormous screens, antique-style wooden chairs, and massive pillars entwined with dragons and phoenixes.

"Fairies from beyond the realm, a clash of different civilizations, that's quite interesting."

A young man from an ancient tribe smiled as he held a folding fan.

Beside them, a person wearing a ghost mask, exuding a chilling aura, strode in with his head held high.

A group of people followed behind, carrying in a pile of divine resources, clearly determined to obtain them.

"I've heard that this woman is related to Ye Fan. Will there be any trouble if we bid on her like this?"

Someone whispered.

"The highest bidder wins. Does he intend to rob us?"

Someone said in a sinister voice.

It's obvious that some people aren't really here to compete; they're just targeting Ye Fan.

Even if they can't succeed, they'll still cause some trouble.

"act recklessly."

The Holy Prince muttered to himself in the distance.

Ye Fan, Duan De, and the others had also entered, but they had changed their appearances to avoid attracting too much attention.

Everyone knew he would show up today.

"Fellow Daoists, please be quiet! The auction is now beginning!"

An elderly man, well past sixty, stepped onto the stage, struck a wooden mallet, and began to preside over the meeting.

Initially, the auction proceeded calmly, with various rare materials, weapons, and elixirs being sold without much fanfare, and no major climaxes were observed.

Even with the emergence of top-tier weapons, this remains true.

It wasn't until a scroll of a sage's notes appeared that a sensation was caused throughout the entire venue.

Although it only has seven or eight thin pages and is badly damaged, it still attracted many bidders.

Finally, the old man tapped the table, raised his voice, and said, "Next, the extraterrestrial fairy will be auctioned off; the highest bidder wins."

boom!

Finally, the atmosphere at the Guyue Auction House was ignited, and it suddenly became noisy.

The noise was deafening, with all sorts of sounds.

Many monks stood up.

However, most of these people did not focus their attention on the platform, but instead searched around in the crowd.

Clearly, they were all looking for Ye Fan.

"These guys are definitely preparing to deal with us. We need to be careful."

Ye Fan said.

Given the current situation, no one dares to make the first move.

This place is a melting pot of all sorts of people; if we were to wipe them all out, it would probably involve hundreds of major factions.

Even the Assassin Dynasty dared not make a move.

"Isn't she supposed to be a fairy from beyond the realm? Why hasn't she come out yet so we can meet her?"

someone shouted.

"That's right, who knows if you're just some random woman picked up from a brothel? Show yourselves first, let us see for ourselves."

At this moment, the Guyue Auction House was packed with people, numbering in the tens of thousands.

"I apologize, everyone, please wait a moment. This woman has an extraordinary background; the collision of different civilizations can rival the wisdom of a thousand years of enlightenment. Today, we are only auctioning off a limited number of spots; the real auction will take place at the very end."

The old man on the stage spoke slowly and deliberately.

His words immediately caused a great commotion among the cultivators present.

The independent cultivators were very dissatisfied with this, feeling that the auction house was bullying its customers because it was a large business.

Some people didn't buy it, stood up, and kept shouting.

However, this doesn't change anything.

The old man on the stage continued, saying that only those who pledged 800,000 jin of resources could enter the next round and bid in another location.

"What?! Just a bidding qualification requires a minimum investment of 800,000 jin of resources?! Are you guys insane?!"

"She's just a woman; no matter how precious she is, she's not worth that much."

"There's no need to be this ruthless when ripping people off. Is there no justice left? Even if she's from out of town, this is still outrageous."

Amidst a chorus of curses, more than a dozen groups of people took to the stage one after another. Some bet a small piece of the Nine Heavens Sequence Divine Jade, some threw down a small piece of Great Luo Silver Essence, and some placed down several large pieces of Divine Source.

The hall quickly quieted down. These were no ordinary people; they were all there for Ye Fan, the Holy Body of the Human Race. The extraterrestrial fairy was nothing more than a gimmick to them.

A tense atmosphere permeated the air, making people feel extremely oppressed.

People seemed to smell the stench of blood and see scenes of flashing swords, rivers of white bones and blood.

Through this auction, the enemies of the Human Holy Body formed an alliance.

Many people know that they will definitely work together to kill him.

"I think most of these people have spatial artifacts. Right now it looks like one person, but in the future it will probably be a huge army."

Several elderly cultivators were whispering among themselves, holding their nephews and nieces tightly, telling them to talk less and observe more, and not to wander off.

More than a dozen groups of people took to the stage and were led to another hall that was not open to the public, leaving behind a floor full of treasures, glittering and dazzling.

Even the most ordinary item was a divine source; the others were all precious and rare divine materials. Duan De's heart skipped a beat.

"The aura of a vengeful ghost..."

Fatty Duan stared at a blood-red stone on the platform, covered with various intricate Dao patterns. Even the people at the auction house didn't know what it was, but its estimated value was over a million catties of Yuan.

Duan De concluded that the person who possessed this bloodstone must have been in frequent contact with vengeful spirits, as there was an aura about it that made his hair stand on end.

"Has he finally arrived? But I think it's more likely he's heading to the Tianduan Mountains, and he might just be a minor character."

Ye Fan muttered to himself.

Finally, Ye Fan and his group went up on stage.

Before long, they entered another magnificent ancient palace, which was filled with paintings by famous people, and even the teacups they used had a remarkable history.

At the center of the ancient hall was an altar, where array patterns flickered and more than a dozen groups of people vanished in an instant.

They glanced at each other, and then stepped onto the platform.

With a flash of light, they finally appeared in a desert, where a magnificent building stood before them, appearing incredibly eerie.

This is one of the few deserts in the southern region, and no one usually sets foot in it.

Guyue Auction House admitted that they could not operate within the city for fear of a major battle.

In the magnificent hall, more than a dozen groups of people sat cross-legged, some of them revealing a cold smile.

They had a special method to know that Ye Fan had arrived.

"Everyone who's not involved has left the stage; now it's time for the main event. When are we going to kill the Holy Body of the Killer Race?"

A hoarse voice came from behind.

The person was completely covered by black armor, even his head and face were obscured.

"I am only responsible for presiding over the auction."

On the stage stood the same old man with gray hair, who said, "The highest bidder will win the fairy from beyond the realm."

Chapter 189 Game within a game

Although it was in the desert, the atmosphere in the main hall was extremely cold. More than a dozen groups of people exuded a terrifying killing intent, and some of them had already set their sights on Ye Fan and his two companions.

"Very well, this woman comes from the same place as the Human Race's Holy Body, they are old friends."

A young man said flippantly, "Then I'll bid for it and use it as a furnace."

This was a blatant humiliation. He knew Ye Fan was there, yet he still said such things, clearly targeting him intentionally.

Duan De transmitted his voice, saying, "On the surface, this guy is only at the Great Completion King Realm, but he is actually quite extraordinary. This old ghost has lived for who knows how long, and the vicissitudes in his eyes cannot be concealed. Moreover, there is an astonishing killing intent sealed within him. This guy is definitely a small world master of the Assassin God Dynasty."

Ye Fan nodded in understanding.

"Since we're already here, there's no need to rush. Just keep the Human Holy Body trapped here and wait patiently."

Another person spoke in a sinister tone, with a hint of taunt and mockery.

"No wonder he's so confident; he possesses a sacred weapon."

Duan De secretly reminded Ye Fan and the Holy Prince, "This is most likely a realm lord from Hell."