The Sacred Ruins

The Black Blood Arena was incredibly comprehensive. Involved in battles, live-streaming, auctions, and many other areas, it was one of the most old-fashioned yet terrifying orthodoxies among the universe.

Of course, it seemed like a universe level company even more now and had deep-seated schemings. It was not much weaker than the Wormhole Express Company.

Recently, the Black Blood Arena’s Black Blood Auction Platform had announced to the public that they were holding a supreme auctioning event involving rare and bizarre treasures.

Within a moment the news had spread everywhere.

Someone had mentioned that the finale to the auction was a divine medicine, which could multiple one’s longevity as it was heaven-bestowed. As soon as the news was circulated it brought out a stir among the circle of saints and one by one some who’d survived from the ancient past came out from hiding.

Soon afterward, someone else said that the final item for auction was a breathing technique. It was brought back from the broken cosmos in the primal chaos and was on the same level as the “Top Ten” breathing techniques!

There were many rumors concerning breathing techniques, one of which being that the top ten breathing techniques all came from the broken cosmos in the primal chaos.

There were also in denial of the aforementioned rumors and claimed that the final item for auction was really a couple of creatures from the yang world. This touched upon a startling secret!

With regards to the final items for auction, the Black Blood Auction Platform hadn’t made any announcements for the time being.

However, some of the other items for auction were already printed into a small booklet and revealed in advance. This was delivered into the hands of relevant major clients.

At that moment, a great commotion rose once again in various parts of the universe.

After all the Black Blood Arena was almost at the same level as the Wormhole Express Company. Its influence was extremely tremendous and naturally, their auction company had a famous reputation.

“Oh my! A divine piece? The Immense Divine Dragon Meng De’s Spatial Staff has emerged! Simply a spiritual valuable, back then Meng De had shaken the ancient times. He has such a reputation!”

People from all over were stunned. They found some strange treasures from the circulated little booklet, and their countenances changed. This was indeed a supreme auctioning event.

The Immense Divine Dragon Meng De had evolved from a fire lizard and had become an exceptional saint in the end. He was only one step away from illuminating the heavens, but unfortunately, when he attacked this area in the ancient times, his spiritual flame had soared into the heavens. Thus he himself had turned into ashes.

His natal weapon was a staff inscribed with the symbols for spatial order. It was ridiculously strong, and counterattacks were rare if heavenly illuminating experts didn’t appear.

Some sighed. An auction of such standards was truly surprising. It was most likely intended for evolvers at the level of saints, as all were amazing products. Those who received the notice were probably all great figures.

As the focused level was different, the invitation from the Black Blood Auction Platform was also sent with selectiveness.

As it should be they would also set aside sufficient seats for non-member clients. After all, not all powerful evolvers were their members.

Through the universe’s starry skies many experts from various races were roused, wishing they could attend such a distinguished meeting.

As for the young people, they too wanted to receive a place and go along with their saints to broaden their vision and see the world.

“This is simply stirring things up. Those holy items have rather unusual histories and backgrounds.”

Naturally, people found that some of the divine materials, such as the Fiery Bear Skin, the Black Tiger Bone, and the Heavenly Spiritual Bone, were all previously related to the eleventh-ranked planet.

Soon, people realized that these involved saints who had been murdered through ancient times to recent days. Some were saints from Earth, while others were experts who were on good terms with them.

“Although they say the earth has declined and isn’t so menacing, it’s still rather excessive to sell off the bones and skin of their saints,” someone said in a low voice.

There were no long-lasting secrets in the circle among saints. They wanted to understand the inner story, so naturally, they could very easily gather the information.

“It’s the item Wei Heng entrusted them with!”

“Ssss! Wei Heng is auctioning it with a purpose.”

People realized that Wei Heng was deliberately insulting Earth’s ancient experts, some of which he had killed himself. Now he was digging their skin, fur and bones to sell.

Many understood clearly that his young son Wei Tiansheng had been shot dead. Yet Uncle Ming had been rescued by that person, which infuriated him. And so this was tit for tat.

However, many were shaking their heads even though the earth had declined. They thought that it would be unlikely for deals to be reached, as the average person wouldn’t be willing to bid on the remains of those greatly influential beings.

The earth had once been incredibly splendid. Back then, the group of saints moved unhindered across the starry skies. They suppressed unrest and settled disputes, hence had sowed quite a lot of good karma.

Furthermore, they had sympathy for like-minded people in distress. The common saint was also willing to bid on natural holy materials, such as sacred gold, divine trees, and unusual stones. They were reluctant in purchasing the remains of their fellows.

After all, no one would escape death, so they felt for the others. They couldn’t even bear the thought that after they died they might one day be dug out with their skin stripped off, their bones plucked out just to be sold.

Yet immediately, someone spread the news that they would participate in the bidding.

It was a transformation-leveled evolver from the Netherworld Race. A divine son from the previous generation in his race, You Ruohai, was a hotshot to become a saint in the future as well as a skilled heir. He straightforwardly stated that he very much wanted to bid for the sacred Black Tiger Bone. He wanted to use it to quench his physique in hopes of making a breakthrough and become a golden-bodied expert with his strengthened corporeal body.

“The Black Tiger Bone has a vigorous inauspicious quality, which is a great thing. It’s perfect for improving one’s body. Also if one could eat the bone meal ground from it every day, then one’s muscle and bones would become stronger. To my kind, it’s a rare and valuable item!”

Naturally, these words lead to many to wag their tongues.

What You Ruohai mentioned was partially true, but he seemed brash and too arrogant just because he was in the transformation realm. Unless he could withstand the sacred Black Tiger Bone’s inauspicious quality from a great distance, he was simply asking for death.

As for grinding it into bone meal, it was inconceivable for him to do it alone unless he had the help of a saint!

People knew that the Netherworld Race was on good terms with the Xilin clan. In addition back then the two races, together with the Deity race, had wiped out those on Earth. Now that Wei Heng was selling off his items they were showing their support.

Soon afterward, one of the transformation-leveled evolvers from the Deity race also spoke up and said, “Ah, the Fiery Bear Skin is not bad. Such sacred materials are rather uncommon. It will indeed be pretty good if it can be made into a pair of bear-skin boots where one can ride upon a heavenly flame and traverse unhindered everywhere.”

Naturally, this was also one’s declaration of their support for the Xilin clan. This person’s name was Luo Ming and was a direct descendant of the Xilin clan. He was also a seeded-level expert and was soon going to enter the golden-arhat/golden-bodied realm.

Obviously, Luo Ming’s plain words had a touch of contempt as he was insulting a deceased saint. In those days the Fiery Bear saint was a hero and had previously sailed through the universe, settling riots in many areas and assisting many.

This was a good old fellow, yet now one of the younger generations was making shoes from his skin and stepping on him with the soles of his feet. This was an incredibly grave humiliation.

“Luo Ming, You Ruohai, are you guys looking for death? Or are you courting death!”

Meanwhile, Chu Feng was pacing back and forth on a planet. He was desperate to shoot these people dead as they were too unbridled. They had the cheek to be so egotistical because they could rely on their clan’s powerful supporters.

He knew that this would definitely get their clan’s backing.

Chu Feng could understand Uncle Ming’s feelings. It must be unbearable for him to watch the corpses of his old friends, whom he had once stuck together with in life and death, be excavated from the ground, dishonored by the younger generation and auctioned off in such a way.

Chu Feng thought that it would be truly devastating if he himself experienced something like this in his later years. If Yellow Ox, Lin Naoi, the black yak, and the others were murdered by his enemies and their corpses were sold off to be shamed, he would probably go crazy.

Therefore, he could tell that Uncle Ming was restraining himself. He had a pretty good temper. Even though his body trembled occasionally and his fists were tightly clenched, he wasn’t bellowing or making any sound.

Yet Chu Feng knew his heart was full of suffering.

“Let’s go and kill them directly! They’ve gone too far in bullying others!” Chu Feng said.

This was because he couldn’t stand it if this was to continue on, nevermind Uncle Ming. His friends whom he had commanded the wind and the clouds with ended up in such tragic situations.

Uncle Ming’s chest moved up and down. He was breathing rather heavily and two dragon-shaped pillars of gas came out from his nose. He was suppressing and controlling his own emotions, and said, “Those people are trying to hurt me, pushing me to go out and fight against them as they have prepared a hidden attack.”

Chu Feng asked Lady Xi. “Provided that there were no heavenly illuminating experts, do you think Uncle Ming could kill Wei Heng using the Heavenly Umbrella?”

“According to logic, it should be successful. However, from hearing what you mention of him, this Wei Heng person seems quite extraordinary. And so I’m afraid that there’ll be variables.” Lady Xi was very cautious. She too sympathized with Uncle Ming and didn’t want him to endanger his life.

Chu Feng said, “Then let’s go and kill Luo Ming and You Ruohai. Nevermind the big bullying the small, since these two have dared to take the initiative and humiliate former saints, then we’ll settle the score starting with them. Let’s kill them in front of everybody!”

He was mainly worried about Uncle Ming’s depressed state of mind as it would likely cause problems. Therefore he wanted to come up with a way to avenge him.

But he frowned and said, “I’m just afraid it’s a trap.”

Uncle Ming sighed and said, “There are probably several saints surrounding these two and they’re just waiting for us to drop in.”

He knew the style in which the Xilin clan, the Deity race, and the Netherworld Race handled things too well.

“It feels bad that we can’t get revenge.” Chu Feng felt sullen. The Deity race, the Xilin clan and the Netherworld Race had great powers and this made him feel held back in all aspects.

At this moment, Uncle Ming’s complexion became chilling. He exuded a murderous aura and his temperament became substantially different as he said, “The bare-footed aren’t afraid of wearing shoes. Surely they don’t really believe I’m a vegetarian? Their families and enterprises are huge, so I won’t deal with the more obvious targets. Instead, I can visit some of their men one by one!”

Uncle Ming had crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Naturally, to survive til now, he wasn’t just a simple-minded elder. When the time comes to attack he was not lenient at all.

He prepared to deal an underhanded blow to some of their estates and relevant planets to cause the races a heart-wrenching pain.

Xi said, “Uncle Ming, be careful. These clans probably aren’t waiting for you to show your presence to retaliate against you. I think… they could be dispatching their heavenly illuminating troops.”

Uncle Ming nodded and said, “This should be it. They want to pay some sort of price with blood and are waiting for me to go hunt them. Then heavenly illuminating experts will descend upon the scene at the first instance. Even if they can’t stop me, they can still deduce where I am from the aura I leave behind. Because the time of the incident is short they have to have a certain probability that they can find where I am.”

“Then even more reason we can’t go!” Chu Feng’s countenance shifted. These races were indeed very sly.

Uncle Ming said, “It’s no bother. This umbrella is so extraordinary that perhaps it could mask my scent. When the time comes I’ll take it with me so even heavenly illuminating individuals wouldn’t be able to deduce things about me.”

He was pointing at Lady Xi’s Heavenly Umbrella!

Lady Xi frowned and said, “This is a naturally sacred item, so normally it can indeed conceal secrets. However, it isn’t unequaled. My grandfather said that if the enemy possesses a naturally sacred item too then a wisp of the secret could possibly be exposed. It’s not necessarily dependable.”

Uncle Ming fell silent. Originally he had a naturally sacred but broken object. It was later destroyed, leading to their situation becoming increasingly difficult.

Chu Feng’s thoughts stirred. The stone box came to his mind. He had faith in it, as it could hide secrets without any issues and it was very effective. And so he said, “Uncle Ming, I’m going to hide within the starry skies. You try finding my whereabouts.”

“Ah?” Uncle Ming hadn’t expected this and was slightly puzzled.

Then they began the experiment and Chu Feng vanished from the starry skies. Uncle Ming began looking for him immediately and kept trying to deduce it. It was unexpected for an ancient saint such as himself to be unable to find Chu Feng, especially since he had disappeared not long ago.

“How is it?” Chu Feng came back and asked.

“Amazing. Whatever is on your body is vastly useful!” Uncle Ming’s pupils glowed.

“Good. Let’s go get some big ones and let them take the consequences!” Chu Feng rolled up his sleeves for battle.

“Mn, first we’ll set off a couple of fireworks. Then we’ll go on a massacre!” said Uncle Ming. What he meant by fireworks was typically igniting planets.

“Let’s go light up the fireworks!” Lady Xi wished for the whole world to be in chaos. Lastly she stared at Chu Feng’s stone box and said, “Lolita Chu, what object is that? Where did you get it?”

“It was handed down from generation to generation. I dug it out from my house’s foundation!” Chu Feng said full of righteousness.

Then he diverted the topic and said, “Uncle Ming, we’ll go on a massacre and create a riot after we’ve set off the fireworks. I reckon the Xilin clan, the Deity race, and the Netherworld race will be hard-pressed then and won’t use saints to protect Luo Ming and You Ruohai. When that moment comes, leave them to me. I’ll behead them all and film it in passing to sell to the livestream platforms. The clans will be hoisted by their own petard when we attack their morale!”

“That’s good too. We’ll kill them and humiliate the saints from their home planet who’ve passed away. They don’t need to be alive.” Uncle Ming nodded and said, “After we stir up the commotion I’ll take you to their secret areas. We’ll seize their opportunities to build the sturdiest foundation for you so that you can enter into the cloudeater realm. We’ll raise you up with the enemies’ resources.”

“Great! How amusing that will be. Let’s go!” Lady Xi was even more proactive than Chu Feng and Uncle Ming.