Chapter Sixty-Six: The Grand Auction Hall of the Sacred Alliance in Amy City

The private room was a hundred square meters in size, the floor covered with sky-blue carpet that muffled all sound and felt exceedingly comfortable underfoot. The space was arranged with warmth and care: a semicircular yellow leather sofa adorned with cushions stood out as its centerpiece. The front wall of the room was a wide expanse of transparent crystal glass, offering an unobstructed view of the auction stage and every movement upon it.

On the glass table beside the sofa were an array of fruits and desserts. Their group settled in.

“What, the two of you old codgers still want to rob me, Overlord Tiger?” Overlord Tiger snapped irritably at the two elders.

At this time, Cong Fei was still bearing injuries and his body was weak, but thanks to the military doctor’s treatment, his life was no longer in danger.

Lake Xin Yue was deep—at its shallowest more than twenty meters, and in the deepest parts, the bottom was unfathomable.

Suddenly, a sharp cry rang out. The cigarette butt he had flicked away was struck by Qin Tian and bounced back, flying straight into his mouth. The man’s earlier look of triumph vanished, his face stiffened in shock, and one hand clutched his mouth as a trickle of fresh blood seeped between his fingers.

The surface of the void rippled like water, the massive form of the warship twisting and fading, on the verge of vanishing altogether.

From the sidelines, Markinson watched intently, his confidence in this season’s goals growing yet stronger. He was already imagining what kind of performance Li Qingshan would deliver when going up against professional league defenders.

Suddenly, billowing black mist surged like waves, spreading in all directions. Any living creature it touched instantly lost all vitality; their bodies withered to husks.

Han Yun gasped softly as a stream of golden blood suddenly appeared beneath his skin—a mysterious current, as if infused with some supreme truth, coursing through his body.

Yu Youyou was momentarily stunned. He had even prepared a formal dress for her? She accepted it and murmured her thanks.

The sword formation was a type of attack for sword cultivators, much like the array spells of technique cultivators. The earlier trials had all been to build up strength in preparation for the last challenge.

To be honest, this city was not well-known; those not especially interested in travel might never have heard its name.

As for Hu Ge’s part, they would have to find another actor later, which would take time. Meanwhile, he had managed to get in touch with Zhao Liying’s side.

Sight adjustment was essential: if the front sight and muzzle were not aligned, most beginners would end up failing.

Towns and Porzingis formed one group, James Harden and Durant another, LeBron James led his own, and Embiid was in a group by himself.

The Radiant Lord Louis sensed danger immediately—a wave of deathly energy swept over him. Without a moment’s hesitation, Louis landed a light blow to free himself from Avril’s entanglement.

Perhaps fifty percent truly was the limit for Song Raotai. The additional thirty percent he had planned to use for his mortgage and renovations.

Under the bombardment of azure ice crystals, the rock layers shattered as easily as glass, crumbling into gravel, then dissipating into the world as earth-elemental magic.

“Huh? That sounds so simple,” Wang Yilin said, a little disappointed. He’d thought Rui had mastered some divine skill, but in the end, it was just about understanding people’s hearts.

Inside the training room, Dirk was attempting a one-legged fadeaway, going one-on-one with a short, powerfully built Black defender. The defender tried his hardest, but was powerless to stop him.

He had tailed the human trafficker, and after the man got out of the car, he not only helped pursue him but—especially when the trafficker threw the child into the air—Wu Bin’s selfless bravery in saving the child was truly worthy of praise.

Xiao Yifei was not a national go champion; he’d always played mainly to cultivate his character. In terms of skill, he was worlds apart from the old man. The reason he was able to solve the puzzle was actually quite simple—he’d seen this kind of situation before.

Jiang Ziyue spoke with deep earnestness, showing the sincerity of his words. He knew all too well that in the past two years, he bore responsibility for the deaths of more than a hundred thousand people, whether they were enemies, comrades, or innocent civilians. And clearly, that number would only continue to rise.