Chapter 2105 - 2132: Mo Tian

Chapter 2105: Chapter 2132: Mo Tian

Zhou Tianyun simply didn’t believe Ye Feng’s words. His eyes were full of doubt, thinking Ye Feng was trying to deceive him.

However, Ye Feng didn’t care: "If you believe it, then so be it. If you don’t, no one’s forcing you to."

Zhou Tianyun shook his head, feeling Ye Feng just didn’t want to talk: "Kid, since you have the Formation King Order, that means your relationship with the Formation King shouldn’t be ordinary. I also have some ties with the Formation King. If you’ve got anything going on, you can tell me."

Ye Feng nodded: "Many thanks. If I really need help, I won’t stand on ceremony with you."

"Alright! In this Treasure City, you can wander around as much as you like. Here, as long as you have money, you can do a lot of things!"

When his words fell, Zhou Tianyun left, and Ye Feng and the others returned once more into the Treasure Pavilion.

After Zhou Tianyun showed himself, no one in Treasure City dared cause trouble anymore. After all, Zhou Tianyun was a Fate Knowing Realm powerhouse. Even in the Huangfu Family and Zhao Family, the strongest were only at the Extreme Peeping Life Realm; they simply couldn’t resist him.

Time flew by, and three days passed in a flash. Today, Treasure City was incomparably bustling, because today the Treasure Pavilion was going to hold an auction. Every time the Treasure Pavilion held an auction, quite a few good items would appear.

Powerful forces from all sides of the Third Layer Heaven would come here, hoping to buy the treasures they needed.

Early in the morning, many Martial Artists were already entering continuously through the Treasure Pavilion’s doors. Ye Feng, Wu Ningshang, and Dao Ran also headed toward the auction hall of the Treasure Pavilion. Ye Feng glanced at Dao Ran: "Why are you always tagging along with me?"

Confidence flashed in Dao Ran’s eyes: "Ye Feng, I’ve already decided to take you in as my little brother. Since you’re my little brother, I have a responsibility to protect you. I know the Huangfu Family and Zhao Family won’t let you off so easily.

As the big brother, of course I have to keep you safe. Before you return to the Daoist School of Ascension, I’ll be in charge of protecting you!"

Hearing Dao Ran’s words, Ye Feng was quite helpless, though he understood Dao Ran meant well.

So, since Dao Ran wanted to follow him, Ye Feng simply let him. There was no problem with that.

Just then, a delicate-looking young woman came up to receive them. The woman was extremely respectful and enthusiastic: "Young Master Ye, you’ve arrived. I’ve been waiting for you for quite some time." This woman was none other than Little Hui, who had received Ye Feng a few days ago.

Little Hui looked at Ye Feng and said, "Young Master Ye, our Pavilion Master has given orders: if you come, I’m to bring you to the special VIP seats in our auction hall." Ye Feng nodded, then followed Little Hui toward the auction hall.

In no time, Ye Feng and the others arrived at the auction venue and took their places in the special VIP seats, waiting for the auction to begin. By this time, the auction hall was already a sea of people; everyone was waiting for the start.

As soon as he entered the auction hall, Ye Feng felt two cold killing intents lock onto him.

The owners of those two killing intents were none other than Huangfu Tianquan and Zhao Fantian, who had clashed with Ye Feng that day.

Originally, Huangfu Tianquan’s physical body had been destroyed, but after three days, he had once again condensed a new body.

However, the aura on his body was still somewhat illusory, clearly because his flesh hadn’t yet recovered to its peak.

Huangfu Tianquan’s eyes were filled with intense hatred toward Ye Feng. A few days ago, aside from Huangfu Tianquan himself, all the experts of the Huangfu Family had died. Huangfu Tianquan placed all the blame for this on Ye Feng, believing it was all Ye Feng’s fault.

Zhao Fantian and the Zhao Family’s experts hated Ye Feng no less. Right now, all of them were in a one-armed state.

Although they were Realm-level powerhouses and could easily condense new arms, they didn’t dare to do so.

Because previously, Zhou Tianyun had said that if they cut off one arm themselves, he would let Zhao Fantian and the Zhao Family’s experts go. If they were to condense new arms again here in Treasure City, that would be not giving Zhou Tianyun any face. So none of them had restored their arms.

Facing the hostility of everyone, Ye Feng didn’t worry in the slightest, acting as if he hadn’t noticed it at all, his expression as calm as drifting clouds and gentle wind.

Dao Ran, however, patted Ye Feng’s shoulder and said, "Ye Feng, don’t worry. Since you’re my little brother, as the big brother I definitely won’t let you get hurt. Even if Pavilion Master Zhou Tianyun hadn’t appeared that day, they still wouldn’t have been able to injure you!"

Ye Feng helplessly shook his head. This Dao Ran really had taken him as his little brother. But Ye Feng didn’t mind.

Whoosh~~ In an instant, ripples surged through space itself, and a terrifying pressure directly spread to the surroundings. At once, in the Void, a streak of Nine-Colored auspicious radiance descended straight into the auction hall.

"A powerhouse!" Dao Ran frowned and looked toward the source of that powerful pressure.

"Sriiip~~" Space let out the sound of being torn apart. The sound echoed, and immediately a spatial crack appeared at the center of the hall. The crack began to twist, and in no time it transformed into a Space Gate.

Inside that Space Gate, it was as if endless baleful qi was surging like a boundless ocean, continuously sweeping toward the crowd.

"The Demon Sky Realm Emperor arrives!" A loud, incomparably deep voice instantly echoed through the entire hall.

"Mo Tian! The number one genius of the Demon Spirit Clan, one of the Plane Sons of this era, Mo Tian!" Hearing this name, everyone’s eyes were filled with shock and astonishment, fixed deathly on the Space Gate.

They saw a young man in a black long robe, followed by four experts whose cultivation had already reached the Peeping Life Realm, slowly walk into the hall. The black-robed youth’s eyes were bright and piercing, as if sharp blade intent were condensing within them.

Every gesture and movement carried a domineering aura, as though even the surrounding Space-Time was affected by him and was about to be devoured. He was none other than one of the Third Layer Heaven’s three top forces, the Demon Spirit Clan’s Young Master, Mo Tian.

"He actually came too!" When Dao Ran saw Mo Tian, a look of wariness appeared in his eyes.

At Mo Tian’s brow, three Boundary Patterns flickered continuously with light, emitting terrifying pressure. That powerful pressure suppressed the nearby Martial Artists so much that even their breathing became difficult.