Shan Mu's words hung in the air like a dangerous promise.
"This was only the warm-up."
A shiver ran through the hall.
If a mid-level Earth Class weapon was considered merely the beginning… then what else was being reserved for that day?
On the first floor, common cultivators exchanged tense glances. Many had saved their earnings for years to be there. But many had already given up competing after the first dispute. Now, they realized they might not even have the chance to compete for the items presented there.
In the VIP section, expressions became more serious.
And on the third floor… the doors of the ten private rooms remained closed, silent like ancient mountains.
Shan Mu did not give time for the tension to cool.
With a simple gesture of his right hand, the lights dimmed slightly again.
The central formation reignited.
This time, the energy was different. There was no gentle aquatic flow like before. Instead, a stable and deep vibration began to spread across the stage.
