"Very well, your price is acceptable." The blue-robed old man was not provoked by Mo Wuji, but instead nodded.

As Mo Wuji began the transaction, a divine sense filled with killing intent landed on him. Mo Wuji immediately saw the sender through this divine sense – a burly man whose cultivation should be at the Quasi-Sage Perfection realm.

This was the same cultivator who had previously offered the Great Thunderclap Technique. Mo Wuji didn't care much about a Quasi-Sage, but his eyes suddenly narrowed as he was about to move his divine sense away.

He finally understood why this burly man wanted the Luo Shu. He sensed the aura of the Luo Shu on this man, meaning he already possessed a Luo Shu.

Without hesitation, Mo Wuji placed a divine sense imprint on this man. He had to find out about this man's Luo Shu. Aside from Murong Xiangyu, only Shu Yin had one. He had already checked the Luo Shu he had just traded for, and it wasn't Shu Yin's.

"This Dao friend is truly generous, having taken the first three treasures. Our Holy Dao Association's fourth treasure is coveted by everyone here. This fourth item up for auction is a Cosmic Dao Law..."

Before the blue-robed old man could finish speaking, streams of eager divine sense fell upon the auction stage.

The majority of those attending the auction today were there for the Cosmic Dao Law.

"I offer ten thousand Supreme Grade Divine Spirit Veins, and ten..."

"Hold on." Before the first bidder could finish stating the price, a sudden voice interrupted, "This Dao Law is mine, and I hope to exchange it for a Holy Dao Talisman or a Flower of the Other Shore, or a Samsara Dao Law..."

Found him. Mo Wuji took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his killing intent.

The one who brought the Cosmic Dao Law to this void using Mo Xiangtong and Shi Yi Niang was precisely the person speaking. This man was dressed in white, looking somewhat effeminate, with a horse-like face.

Judging by his cultivation, Mo Wuji knew this man was definitely at least at the level of Underworld Sage.

At this moment, the bidding in the hall rose wave after wave, but no one could produce a Holy Dao Talisman or a Flower of the Other Shore.

There were only two Flowers of the Other Shore. One was with Mo Wuji, and the other should be with Qu You. The Holy Dao Talisman was also with Mo Wuji. Unless someone could produce a Samsara Dao Law.

Mo Wuji didn't plan to make a move. With his current strength, he was confident that he could snatch the Gluttonous Pot and then kill this man who murdered Mo Xiangtong and Shi Yi Niang.

"I offer a Samsara Dao Law, plus five thousand Supreme Grade Divine Spirit Veins..."

To Mo Wuji's surprise, someone actually offered a Samsara Dao Law. As expected, none of the people who came here were simple characters, even a Samsara Dao Law could be brought back.

The value of the Samsara Dao Law was obviously less than the Cosmic Dao Law, but at this level of transaction, what mattered most was need. This effeminate horse-faced man naturally knew that the value of the Samsara Dao Law was less than the Cosmic Dao Law. He desperately needed the Samsara Dao Law, most likely to construct his own world's cycle of reincarnation.

This made Mo Wuji very wary. His Mortal World Dao Law was considered very complete, but it still lacked a Samsara Dao Law. If this guy started constructing his world's cycle of reincarnation now, it seemed his Great Dao was truly extraordinary.

"Deal." After the effeminate horse-faced man agreed to the transaction, this very unequal trade was completed.

After the transaction was completed, the blue-robed old man who was hosting the auction took out an iron pot and said, "This is one of the two most valuable treasures in this auction. I believe everyone knows what this is. That's right, the Gluttonous Pot..."

The blue-robed old man had just spoken the three words "Gluttonous Pot" when he felt the surrounding restrictions tremble. Following a roar, the restrictions shattered, and a figure rushed in.

Before he could react, the Gluttonous Pot in his hand had already been snatched away by Mo Wuji and thrown into the Mortal World.

"You..." The blue-robed Quasi-Sage was stunned. He never expected that someone would dare to snatch something at the Holy Dao Association's auction.

Not only snatch something here, but also break the auction stage's protective formation restrictions so easily.

Mo Wuji had begun constructing void formation patterns as soon as he entered, preparing to break the auction stage's restrictions. Now that the Gluttonous Pot was revealed, his Shrinking Earth to an Inch Divine Art only took him one step to the outside of the protective formation. At the same time, he activated his void formation patterns and snatched the Gluttonous Pot before anyone could react.

Just as Mo Wuji sent the Gluttonous Pot into his Mortal World, a dozen figures landed around Mo Wuji, surrounding him.

"Haha... I, Wu Huang, have lived for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone dare to snatch something at my Holy Dao Association. You have guts, you really have guts." The one laughing was a gray-robed, short man. Mo Wuji had heard of the name Wu Huang. He was a strongman from the God Race.

Judging from the man's aura, Mo Wuji knew that Tian Hen hadn't been wrong. This was a Sage-level strongman whose strength was no weaker than Tian Hen's.

In the eyes of others, Wu Huang was weaker than the eight Sages because he hadn't obtained a Divine Seat. Mo Wuji didn't see it that way. He had a premonition that Sages who obtained Divine Seats were essentially tied to this universe. Only Sages who hadn't obtained Divine Seats had the opportunity to go further.

It was likely that Wu Huang, such a strongman, hadn't obtained a Divine Seat because he had long understood this point.

"Hehe, this is also the first time I, Yuan Jie, have seen this. He's asking for trouble, truly seeking death. Unable to control his emotions after seeing something good, how can he talk about cultivation?"

"It really is you. Today, I'll see where you can run, hahahaha..." A delighted laugh came, followed by two people descending from the void.

Mo Wuji recognized the two who descended. One was Qing Yuan Sage, and the other was Tai Luan Sage. Tian Hen had told him about them.

"You are strong. Luo was dealt such a heavy blow back then, but it was still unable to kill you. You've recovered in just over a thousand years. You are indeed worthy of pride." Qing Yuan stared at Mo Wuji, his tone extremely calm.

The cultivators in the auction hall who had originally thought Mo Wuji was just a madman were all shocked after hearing Qing Yuan Sage's words. Several Quasi-Sages surrounding Mo Wuji even subconsciously took a few steps back.

Who was Mo Wuji? No one could recognize him yet. But who was Luo? No one here didn't know. Back then, he had obtained nine Cosmic Dao Laws and was only one step away from controlling the entire universe. Unfortunately, a great calamity caused Luo to fall short. He not only lost the nine Dao Laws, but also disappeared into the universe.

To think that Luo wasn't dead and had even reappeared. How powerful was this blue-robed young man to survive Luo's heavy blow?

No one knew that Mo Wuji was only a Quasi-Sage when he was severely injured by Luo. Moreover, Mo Wuji had also severely injured Luo.

If they knew that Luo had been severely injured and fled by Mo Wuji, it was estimated that not a single one of those Quasi-Sages would dare to surround Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji stretched out his hand, and the Mortal Halberd landed in his grip. His gaze swept over the effeminate horse-faced cultivator, and he said calmly, "Snatching something? This Gluttonous Pot was originally mine. It was just snatched away by your Holy Dao Association, Kun Yun..."

Hearing Mo Wuji call his name, Kun Yun could only grit his teeth and stand out, "Fellow Daoists, I believe many people recognize me, Kun Yun. Brother Mo is right. This Gluttonous Pot was originally mine. Later, I promised Brother Mo that I would give it to him. But before I could hand the item over to Brother Mo, it was snatched away by the Holy Dao Association. I can swear on what I just said. If this Gluttonous Pot wasn't snatched from my hands by the Holy Dao Association, I will die from heart demons and never be reincarnated."

There were thousands of people here, including countless strongmen.

Although the Holy Dao Association was infinitely powerful, Mo Wuji's snatching of the Gluttonous Pot had already caused dissatisfaction among the crowd. Many people even suspected that the reason Mo Wuji was so wealthy was because all of his things were stolen.

Now that Kun Yun swore that the Gluttonous Pot was snatched from him by the Holy Dao Association, many people immediately understood. It turned out that the Holy Dao Association was bullying the weak and snatching something from Mo Wuji's friend. This cultivator surnamed Mo had come here today and had been waiting for this moment to snatch it back.

"Attack, kill this man." Tai Luan waved his hand and rushed towards Mo Wuji first.

No one knew how powerful Mo Wuji was more than he did, so although he outwardly rushed towards Mo Wuji with all his strength, he was actually holding back.

As for Qing Yuan Sage, he also rushed towards Mo Wuji, but like Tai Luan, he was holding back.

Mo Wuji's Mortal Halberd drew a silvery white and dazzling Milky Way. His River of Stars Divine Art used to fall from the void. This time, his River of Stars Divine Art had transformed into a vast and boundless silver river, sweeping horizontally.

The vast and majestic aura swept out, and streams of magical treasures and various divine abilities bombarded Mo Wuji's horizontally sweeping silver river, stirring up endless killing light.

Blood mist adorned this silvery white and bleak Milky Way with a hint of tragic beauty. Yuan Jie's and Wu Huang's divine abilities were swept up by the Dao rhythm of the River of Stars, and their divine essence backlashed, causing their faces to turn red.

With just one move, of the dozen or so people who attacked Mo Wuji, the only ones who could still stand, besides Tai Luan and Qing Yuan who hadn't used their full strength, were Wu Huang and Yuan Jie.

Tai Luan and Qing Yuan, who had been waiting for Mo Wuji to be bound and instantly make their move, were dumbfounded. When had this guy become so strong? So many people attacking at the same time, yet they hadn't caused him even the slightest harm? Not to mention harm, there wasn't even the slightest impact.

(Today's update is here, good night friends!)