Chapter 1349
Lei Ting Auction Hall.
One by one, gods clad in either opulent or ancient attire entered through the gates—some true gods possessed serpentine bodies, others stood over a hundred kilometers tall.
A sea of people stretched outside the gate, forming two long serpentine lines.
Most of the true gods in the lines were mid-tier true gods.
The auction hall had restrictions: only true gods who could produce ten thousand drops of divine power could participate.
But even so.
A vast number of true gods met the requirement.
And on the other side.
There was another passage, reserved exclusively for Void Tyrants and high-tier true gods.
Within this passage.
One after another, figures radiating terrifyingly immense aura walked into the auction hall.
"Look! The Lord of the Ice Sea from the Atrean Divine Realm! He actually came too!"
"That's the Lord of Ten Thousand Voices from the Silver Silver Lands!"
"The Lord of Ancient Waters from the Northern Sea Domain!"
"Gah! So many high-tier true gods!"
"Incredible! So many high-tier true gods have arrived!"
……
True gods without the qualifications to enter the auction hall gasped in astonishment, their expressions filled with shock.
In the past.
They had struggled to even see a single high-tier true god.
But now.
They were witnessing one after another legendary high-tier true gods, each standing at the peak of their respective domains!
Their awe toward Lei Ting Shangcheng's auction deepened once more.
And they felt intense longing.
They wished to enter and witness the grand spectacle of so many high-tier true gods bidding together.
But alas, their pockets were empty—they couldn't even afford entry.
After all, ten thousand drops of divine power—
Few among low-tier true gods could muster that much.
Even many ordinary mid-tier true gods lacked it.
……
"My Lord, there are thirty-seven high-tier true gods in total."
High above in the Diyuzhi Sect's magical tower, Death Knight Krenwell bowed respectfully to Li Yue and reported.
"Thirty-seven."
Li Yue nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face.
He had truly not anticipated.
That silver apples could attract so many high-tier true gods.
He had simply lacked sufficient understanding of how rare and precious silver apples were.
After all—
He possessed far more golden apples, countless times greater.
Naturally, he had paid little attention to silver apples.
But such celestial marvels—
Even for high-tier true gods, their effects were extremely potent!
They might not enable a high-tier true god to break through to a major realm and achieve ultimate transcendence into a deity lord.
But they could still enhance a high-tier true god's potential, allowing them to potentially condense one additional solar orb in the future.
And this—
For any high-tier true god,
Was an astonishing advantage.
"Venus, if anyone causes trouble, crush them immediately."
He gave a casual order.
"As the Divine Edict commands."
The goddess of light, Venus, bowed respectfully.
In her eyes, terrifying holy light coalesced, as if ready to unleash a cataclysmic supreme strike at any moment.
Hu—
A divine mirror slowly unfolded before them.
Inside it, the scene within the auction hall appeared.
Dozens of solemn, sacred light orbs floated in the void, radiating terrifying divine might.
Within each orb sat a Void Tyrant or a high-tier true god, motionless.
Below, in the grand hall,
Millions of divine seats stretched densely, stretching beyond sight.
At this moment.
On every divine throne sat a true god.
Nine out of ten were mid-tier true gods.
The auras of several million mid-tier true gods collided with and stimulated one another.
They directly formed a terrifying, world-destroying presence that warped the entire void.
At a time like this.
If any being below a true god were to walk in here.
They would likely, in the blink of an eye.
Be crushed into nothingness and vanish without a trace!
This was a true god's grand gathering.
Below true god, there was not even the qualification to participate.
"Honored guests."
"Welcome to the Lei Ting Auction Hall."
"The first auction item: a silver apple!"
"Starting bid: five pools of divine power."
Barton, the Lord of Magical Beasts of the Tianlan Plane, walked onto the auction stage with a brilliant smile and spoke.
To his left.
End of Chapter
