Worldly Overlord

Meanwhile, in the underground world, the news about the disappearance of the three masters of the auction had spread all around the world.

And currently, several families, sects, and organizations were all on their way to the auction. The auction had a lot of enemies and rivals that wanted to get rid of it. However, because of those three, they couldn't do anything to the auction.

Now that the three masters were gone, they couldn't wait to vent their anger on the auction. While some were just here to steal some treasures and artifacts.

Even some of the big forces ancestors who were in deep training came out of training when they heard that the three masters of the white auction had disappeared.

[The auction is now called White Auction.]

The reason why some of their ancestors rushed out was that they knew that they could obtain some pill that could increase their life span or even their power level by a huge margin.

Some years back, the white auction had once sold a pill to an old man who had one month left of his lifespan, but after the man bought the pill he gained two thousand years instantly.

They had bizarre resources that shouldn't even exist.

Even some independent powerhouse were on their way to the auction.

Nevertheless, something terrible was about to happen to the auction with the arrival of the forces that were coming for it.

Some years ago, an auction suddenly appeared in the underground world. If it was an ordinary auction, then they weren't anything special, but this particular auction had members who didn't even put any of the big three in their eyes.

The auction had multiple treasures, they sold rank 9 and rank 8 artifacts as if they were selling grass. Different monstrous pills that only existed in ancient days appeared and were being sold off in the auction.

The greed of humans was unrivaled....

A thousand years ago.

Some big families and organizations in the underground world couldn't resist the urge anymore, so they all joined forces and made a move on the white auction.

Of course, they had heard about the three masters in the auction who possessed tremendous strength but since they had never seen their abilities before, they assumed people who had witnessed it were either bluffing or exaggerating.

Who knew that before they could even get to the white auction, all their forces had been butchered in their homes like pigs.

Yes butchered...... The families and organizations were exterminated, and their body parts were hung on the walls.

People who arrived at the death scene saw that the killer left a piece of note on each force courtyard.

'Our next auction day will be a blast.' Those were the words that were left behind.

And the same kept happening to families who were targeting the auction.

Even the big three didn't interfere or make any move towards the auction despite the resources they possessed, instead the three of them sided with the auction.

It was then people began to believe that if they were a force capable of going against the big three, then it could only be the white auction.

If they knew about how terrified the big three were because of those three masters in the auction, then they wouldn't dare put it in the same level as the white auction.

............

Devon, Derek, Michael, Peter, and the remaining four were in the main hall. Devon was seated in one of the stools, looking unbothered despite the storm ahead.

Derek sat beside him, glaring at Devon as if he wanted to rip him out.

While Michael and the others were walking left and right around the main hall with their weapons in their hand. Their heart was beating as fast as it could be, they knew those forces would arrive in the auction anytime from now.

Devon brought red wine, from his storage ring, poured it into a cup, and began seeping it. "Do you want some?" he said, seeing how they were staring at him like some monster.

"We are about to die soon, and you still have time to drink," Derek said, still glaring at Devon.

"Idiot." Devon smirked, "What's the point in bothering about something we can't control, besides there's hope." he stated, gulping down the wine.

The others who were on their feet seemed to have relaxed as they heard Devon say that there was hope for them to survive.

But it didn't last long as they had a loud explosion.

BOOOOMMMM!!!!!!!

The door of the auction blasted upon and thousands of people rushed inside the auction. For some of the people who entered this wasn't the first time they were entering the auction, so they knew where to go.

A few minutes later, they had all made their way to the main hall.

Seeing the number of people that rushed into the main hall, and they were even more entering, the six remaining staff in the auction couldn't help but tighten their grip on their weapons.

"Hahahahahahaha! The rest must have run away, they knew we would be coming from them..... Hahahahahaha!" A middle-aged man roared out laughing.

Realizing that this was the number of people left in the former mighty auction, the crowds byrsted out laughing.

An old man walked out, "You seem to be the strongest among them..... Tell this old man where those treasures are kept, and I might spare your life." he said, staring at Derek.

"That's the ancestor of the endless sect, rumors have it that he only has a year left. He must have come here for the lifelong pill."

Derek frowned, if it was a year ago that he was called the strongest among them then he might have been excited, but now those words felt like mocking.

As the old man referred to Derek as the strongest among the staff the crowds were all staring at him, some had even begun applying pressure on him with their aura and killing intent were directed at him.

Devon, who was seeping his wine gently, spat it out when he heard the man call Derek the strongest among them.

"We don't know where they are." seeing that Derek didn't intend on answering the old man's question, one of the staff spoke immediately.

A bone-chilling smile appeared on the old man's face, "WHERE ARE THE TREASURES!!!!!!" the pressure Derek was facing from all the powerhouse was already terrible enough.

The old man enveloped Derek with a killing intent of his own. His killing intent was even more dreadful than the others, showing that millions of people had lost their lives at the hand of this man.

"Hold on fellas." Devon appeared in front of Derek. To Devon, this killing intent was like a child throwing a tantrum.

As soon as Devon appeared in front of him, Derek heaved a short sigh as the pressure he was facing had disappeared.

Devon didn't appear in front of Derek because he cares, in fact, if Derek dies he wouldn't feel anything. The only reason why he appeared was that he had something in mind.

Devon placed his hand on his chin, "I know where the treasures are, but they are only a few left and there's a lot of people present so how are you going to share it."

A frown appeared on their faces as Devon's words made them realize what kind of situation they were in.. They looked at one another and traces of killing intent could be found in their eyes.