"Not selling," Ye Yun declared.
His voice was soft but extremely firm. A smile crept onto his lips, his eyes shining brightly like two full moons as he observed the cultivators before him with keen interest.
The black-robed old man possessed the highest cultivation base, already at the Fourth-tier of the Divine Monarch Realm. Three of the seven people behind him had also reached the Divine Monarch Realm, and the remaining four were at the True God Realm. Among those in the True God Realm, the one with the weakest cultivation base was at the Eighth-tier of the True God Realm.
Such a powerful force, if placed in the Ten Great Ocean areas, would undoubtedly sweep across the entire region. No faction would dare to oppose them.
After this formidable force blocked Ye Yun's path, he noticed that a number of cultivators had stopped not too far away, seemingly very interested. They were eager to see how this spectacle would end.
Ye Yun knew he had to make an example of someone.
