Under Wang Tong’s cold glare, Huang Xiaolong once again called out a bid without any apprehension, “Sixteen million low grade-eight spirit stones!”

Sixteen million low grade-eight spirit stones!

A cold gleam flashed in Wang Tong’s eyes as Huang Xiaolong had still dared to bid against him, even though he had used the Royal Buddha Emperor Sect’s banner.

The private room’s temperature fell sharply due to the killing intent from his body.

Chen Xiao was also exuding a murderous aura as he ordered one of the Venerable Buddha Sect’s disciples standing behind him, “After this auction ends, send people to keep watch over that kid’s movements, and report to me immediately when he leaves the Esteemed Buddha City.”

“Yes, Sect Chief.”

The auctioneer gestured to everyone to calm down, and questioned Huang Xiaolong, “This friend, are you...