Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor

"Get lost!"

A voice cold as a blade rang out. Following the source, Chu Ming looked up, his gaze falling directly on a young man in blood clothes. The young man's face was sallow, looking malnourished, with a green bean-sized black mole on his cheek.

His eyes were closed, yet it seemed as if countless blades were sweeping through. The whistling sound gradually grew louder; if Chu Ming was right, this was the legendary "Unity of Man and Blade" realm.

The young man in blood clothes had a blood blade at his waist. Blood light flowed around him, and his body emanated intense evil qi. With each step he took, the surrounding martial artists retreated a few paces.

"It's the Blood Eagle! I didn't expect to encounter him here, truly unlucky!"

"Quiet down, if Blood Eagle hears you, do you want to die?"

"Move quickly, Blood Eagle never reasons when he kills. If he gets in the mood, none of us will escape."

Although the martial artists of Black Mountain City were not charitable individuals, they still feared the murderous maniac that was the Blood Eagle.

Before long, the martial artists in line scattered, revealing Chu Ming. Just as the Blood Eagle was about to enter the auction house, he glanced at Chu Ming, who met his gaze unflinchingly.

"Move!"

The Blood Eagle's eyes flashed with rage and bloodlust. He struck a palm directly at Chu Ming, causing the space to vibrate, and a white ripple spread from the palm seal in all directions.

Swish!

Chu Ming's eyes darkened. Though Blood Eagle was powerful, he wouldn't scare him. Chu Ming punched out, transforming into a red light dragon that charged towards the Blood Eagle with thunderous momentum.

The surrounding martial artists were instantly terrified. They didn't think Chu Ming could match Blood Eagle and expect a bloody scene to ensue.

Bang!

The palm and fist collided, red and blood lights intertwined and burst forth, like spectacular fireworks.

Boom!

A tremendous force traveled through his arm, but Chu Ming remained calm. He stepped back lightly, his black hair fluttering, his face defined, and his eyes pitch black.

Step! Step! Step!

Blood Eagle's face twisted, stepping back three times, leaving deep imprints on the ground.

Blood Eagle steadied himself, about to strike again, but a whistling sound emerged. A cold man in black armor flew out from the auction house, his overwhelming murderous aura enveloping the area.

"During the auction, no killing is allowed around the auction house!"

The hoarse voice came from the gaps in the black armor where the crowd could faintly see a pair of red eyes like a beast's. The murderous aura made everyone feel as if facing a lethal weapon.

"It's Black Armor King Hu Kui!"

Someone exclaimed from the crowd, their gaze filled with dread as they looked at the black-armored man.

"Hmph, you're lucky this time. Next time, I'll definitely kill you!"

Even Blood Eagle was wary of Black Armor King Hu Kui and responded coldly.

The Black Armor King was the commander of the Black Armor Guard, chosen through rigorous selection. Each successive Black Armor King was a mysterious figure with genuinely powerful strength.

"Next time, the one dying will be you!"

Chu Ming responded calmly, looking at Black Armor King Hu Kui with wariness. From his aura, Hu Kui's strength seemed to be at the Guiyuan Realm Sixth Layer, making him one of Black Mountain City's stronger figures.

Swish!

Chu Ming paid the entrance fee, and an attendant led him inside the auction house. Chu Ming's gaze scanned the place, getting a clear view of it.

The auction house covered an area of ten thousand meters. At the front was a high platform, brightly illuminated.

Above were rows of private rooms. The entrance fee was one hundred thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones, and an additional hundred thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones were required to access the private room.

One hundred thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones were nothing to Chu Ming. Soon, the attendant led him to a private room, facing the high platform with a broad view.

"I will wait outside the private room; if you need anything, just tell me."

The attendant respectfully retreated after opening the door.

The private room had a purple chandelier, which emitted purple light, illuminating it brightly yet softly. At the front, there was a yellow glass, making everything outside clearly visible.

The furnishings were simple: a long table, two big beast skin chairs, with fruits and wine on the table.

Chu Ming sat gently in a beast skin chair, his gaze sweeping across the auction hall. Martial artists from Black Mountain City were entering, each possessing strong Qi Force, walking briskly. The weakest were at Guiyuan Realm First Layer.

"Hmm?"

Chu Ming's gaze tightened, looking towards a private room opposite. He felt a deep cold, like a hidden snake ready to strike a lethal blow.

Vaguely, he saw the figure of Blood Eagle, took a deep breath, and chose to ignore it, closing his eyes to relax.

After an incense stick's time, when everyone was seated, an elderly man with grey hair walked out from behind the auction house. His face was withered, but his eyes occasionally gleamed with sharpness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The grey-haired elder tapped the auction hammer lightly, and the auction hall quieted down.

Seeing no one speaking, he showed a satisfied expression and said, "This auction has a total of 124 items, including Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, Spiritual Medicines and Spirit Pills, Weapons and Armor, covering a wide range. I hope everyone gains something. After the auction ends, stay behind. I have free news to share as a return gift for attending. Now, let's start with the first item."

With the grey-haired elder's words, a beautiful maiden carried a tray from the backstage.

"The first auction item is a top-tier Profound Level long saber called Blood Killing Saber, a Blade of Slaughter. It was forged by Artifact Refining Grandmaster Luo Ling five hundred years ago using the heart essence of fifty thousand Sixth Level Demon Beasts. The day the saber was completed, the evil qi surged. Starting bid, two hundred thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones, with each increment no less than ten thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones. Begin!"

The red cloth on the tray was lifted, revealing a blood-red long saber with blood light surging from its blade, distinctly a Demon Saber.