"Three hundred thousand catties of Source!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the auction hall fell silent, astonishing everyone. A prominent figure from the Central States, with an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers, directly called out three hundred thousand catties of Source.
"Are they crazy? A damaged piece of divine medicine worth only one hundred and fifty thousand catties of Source, and they doubled it!"
In the hall, even the older generation paled. Faced with such extravagance, even the Sacred Lands might find themselves powerless.
In the VIP room, four mysterious figures from the Central States remained expressionless, as if it weren't three hundred thousand catties of Source, but just a pile of stones.
They were all middle-aged, each possessing an extraordinary bearing, like heavenly kings descended to the world! The four wore Dragon Crowns, exuding a majestic and soul-stirring aura.
No one knew their true ages.
