Who would have thought, in such an auction, that someone would raise the base price by twenty million Black Crystals in just one bid?
At this moment, whether it was those in the ordinary seats or those in the private rooms, everyone swallowed hard, stood up, and looked incredulously towards Room No. 3.
Undoubtedly, Room No. 3 had become the focal point here, and the fiery gaze toward it made the room exceptionally heated.
On the high platform, Qing Feng's hands tightened. In all his hundreds or even thousands of years of hosting auctions, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
His heart was so impacted by Green's words that he was nearly suffocating; he felt that even speaking had become a jumble of words.
The two elderly men with Lord Cultivation also had their eyes narrowed, looking toward Room No. 3 with an unusual hint of fear in their eyes.
