Rett led a group of people into the lower area of the auction house.
They walked down the stairs into the treasury floor passage, and almost at once they saw Fang Heng standing at the entrance of the treasury.
The seven deputies of Kels all showed alertness in their eyes.
Coercion!
The kind of pressure felt only from a god.
Fang Heng also possessed this coercion, and it was strong.
"Finally, you've come," Fang Heng said, already somewhat impatient. He took two steps forward and looked at the seven deputies. "Is it just you seven after all this time? Fine, come at me one by one or all at once?"
"Arrogant!"
Just an outsider, yet daring to be so reckless on the territory of the God of Decay!
"I alone am enough to deal with you!"
Kels' anger was provoked. Without further words, a grayish aura quickly surged from his body.
The corrupt dark mist spread in all directions.
Fang Heng coldly examined the seven.
