Pill God Returns

Gao Feng looked at the crowd, and everyone's enthusiasm was high, and he knew it was time to send out the last thing.    

    

"Invite our final item."    

    

Under everyone's gaze, a scroll slowly appeared on the auction stage. Seeing this scroll, everyone immediately started discussing.    

    

"Scroll, what is this thing?"    

    

"In my opinion, it is very likely to be a martial skill or cultivation method."    

    

"Martial skill or cultivation method, what kind of martial skill or cultivation method can become the final item, a Divine Skill?"    

    

"That's the only possibility, and it's not an ordinary Divine Skill. If it was an ordinary Divine Skill, it wouldn't have waited until now to be auctioned off"    

    

The crowd discussed animatedly.    

    

"What's this thing?"    

    

In private room twenty-five, Wu Chen looked at this thing and felt extremely puzzled. He didn't understand what it was that made Emperor pay so much attention to it. Emperor had sent someone to fight for it, and it was something that had to be dealt with.    

    

However, no matter what this thing was, he had to get it. Otherwise, Emperor, who was behind this, would never let it go. At that time, he would be in deep trouble.    

    

Under everyone's gaze, Gao Feng slowly opened the scroll. On the scroll, four words gradually appeared.    

    

Metachronism!    

    

Seeing these four words, the crowd boiled up even more.    

    

"Oh my god, it's actually the Metachronism!"    

    

"Metachronism! This is a peerless Divine Skill created by the ancient Almighty Expert! Similar to the Major Sectioning Arts and the Great Profound Transformation skill, it had reached its peak in their respective domains. It could be said to be a peerless Divine Skill that could overturn the heavens!"    

    

" This is unbelievable! I can't believe there's such an item being auctioned in this auction! I can't even imagine it! "    

    

Everyone went crazy, all of them boiling with excitement. Their eyes were even staring unblinkingly at this scroll, wishing to immediately seize it over.    

    

"Metachronism!"    

    

Wu Chen frowned. Obviously, he didn't expect that the thing Emperor wanted behind him was actually this thing.    

    

However, after thinking about it, he felt that this was also very reasonable. As Emperor, his strength was already incomparably powerful. In this world, things that could arouse Emperor's interest... That was not a lot, but a peerless Divine Skill like the Metachronism. It was one of them. It could be said that it was a skill that could be used by any cultivator of any level. It's all irresistible.    

    

"Metachronism, the starting bid is 50 trillion. Each increment is no match for 5 trillion. Friends, please bid for it."    

    

Compared to the first part, the latter part of the sentence seemed very simple. Because what he said earlier was already enough to hype up the crowd. There was no need for him to explain any further. Everyone would understand. What was the value of this final item?    

    

"50 trillion."    

    

"Seventy trillion."    

    

" 100 trillion. "    

    

Without a doubt, the competition this time was even more intense than the previous ones. With just three increments, the price had risen to 100,000,000,000 Primeval Stone.    

    

"This is too strong! Three increments and the price has risen to a hundred trillion!"    

    

"They're all crazy, they're all crazy!"    

    

"It's worth it to go crazy once for something like this!"    

    

"That's true, this thing is not an ordinary thing, no one can resist its temptation"    

    

"Sigh. If only I had that much money as well. How great would that be?"    

    

"Are you dreaming? Wake up."    

    

Everyone was shocked. They did not know how to describe their feelings at this moment.    

    

"Starlord, when do you plan to start the competition?"    

    

Seeing the various Divine Immortal experts fighting, Four Emissaries became anxious. Principal Superior had given the order that they must obtain the last item. They had no choice but to do it. Otherwise, they would have to wait for their end. It would be an absolute tragedy that couldn't be described with words.    

    

Wu Chen took a look and said, "It's not a matter of competition or not, it's a matter of the Primeval Stone."    

    

The four of them looked at each other. They knew that this was a huge problem. Four Emissaries had a total of 1.7 billion on him, plus the 30 trillion on Wu Chen. That was a total of 20 trillion. If they wanted to fight for the Metachronism... Judging from the current situation, it was impossible.    

    

Under the continuous competition of the big shots, the price of the Metachronism continued to rise, reaching the terrifying level of 150 trillion Primeval Stone.    

    

After reaching this level, even those big shots felt that it was incomparably strenuous.    

    

"Old ghost Mu, how many Primeval Stone do you have on you?" Suddenly, a voice sounded from a VIP room, attracting everyone's attention.    

    

"Why does this big shot ask about the Primeval Stone on someone else's body? Could it be that he wants to test the other party's strength?"    

    

"I don't think so. In my opinion, it's possible that he wants to borrow the Primeval Stone. In the past, this kind of situation has occurred. Two or more big shots have gathered all their wealth together for the auction."    

    

"What kind of operation is this? Will the auction house allow it?"    

    

"Why not? Think about it, how expensive is this thing? Just one person's wealth is not enough."    

    

"That's right. To the auction house, they mainly want to earn money. Naturally, they won't care where other people get their money from."    

    

"That's it."    

    

...    

    

"Hehe, Old Monster Yun, do you want to form a team again?" A voice came from another VIP room.    

    

"I have no choice. This thing is too expensive. If I don't form a group, it won't be enough."    

    

"We can form a group, but after this is done, I have to make a copy of this Metachronism."    

    

"No problem. How much money do you have now?"    

    

"I have 1.10 billion, I'll give it all to you."    

    

"1.10 billion, plus my 130 trillion, 240 trillion, that's enough."    

    

240 trillion?    

    

Hearing this number, everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. With so many Primeval Stone, even the big shots would feel their hearts trembling.    

    

With these two people taking the lead, the others followed suit one after another, looking for partners to form a group to bid for the Metachronism.    

    

Wu Chen asked, "Do you know any other powers that have a strong relationship with them?"    

    

The four of them looked at each other and shook their heads.    

    

"Starlord, our Drunken Moon Restaurant has been in Heavenly Yuan City for a short period of time, and our foundation is unstable. There is nothing that has a strong relationship with us." Princess Zuiyue said.    

    

Don't know him?    

    

Wu Chen frowned. This was more troublesome. Was he really going to use that pill?    

    

Judging from the current situation, this was probably the only way.    

    

"Server."    

    

Wu Chen shouted towards the outside. He was currently in the highest level VIP room. Every VIP room was equipped with a waiter who would listen to their instructions and complete some tasks for them at any time.