sturbing you. If a cultivator or demon beast with weaker strength stumbles in, they will surely meet misfortune. After we enter the yin wind barrier, we must also quickly fall downward and get out of...Qin Sang put on a mask.

This mask was carved from an old piece of bark, and the craftsmanship was incredibly crude, almost unbearable to look at. Despite its appearance, it was a middle-grade magic artifact. Its only ability was to block sight and divine sense; once peered at, Qin Sang could immediately detect it.

Looking at the people in front of the high buildings, most of them were dressed similarly to Qin Sang. Some wore cloaks and masks, while others simply covered themselves with heavy robes, concealing their entire bodies tightly.

Even if someone appears barefaced and openly confident, they shouldn't be fully trusted. The Cultivation world has numerous artifacts or spells capable of altering one's form and appearance.

After all, Yinshan Pass only guarantees absolute safety on Shidao Island.

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After putting on the mask, Qin Sang aimed for an opening, lowered her head slightly, and walked towards the entrance.

At the entrance stood several cultivators of the Qi Refining stage. Don't look at them only being at the Qi Refining stage, those attending the auction dared not show them any disrespect, because they were wearing robes embroidered with a miniature version of the Yin Mountain Pass city walls, symbolizing that they were disciples under the command of the Lord of Yin Mountain Pass.

They are checking the tokens of the monks. Those without tokens are not allowed to enter.

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Qin Sang's token was given to him by Pu Guan, and he hadn't bothered to find out how to obtain the qualification. However, he figured that as long as one was a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Having handed the token to the guard and received permission to enter, Qin Sang was about to step inside when a figure caught his eye from the corner of his vision. His footsteps faltered slightly, and beneath his mask, his expression held a hint of surprise.

"Hey little bro, can you take a look at this token for me I think it's real, right"

A burly cultivator, who was head and shoulders taller than Qin Sang, held up a token and asked the gatekeeper disciple with a hint of urgency.

The token lay in his large hand like a toy,

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He wore a cloak-like artifact on his head, with a wisp of black mist swirling around his head. Coupled with his towering stature, it even obscured the glow of the night pearls embedded in the tall building. Qin Sang happened to be standing in his shadow.

The voice belonged to a male monk.

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Given this figure, wouldn't a woman look like this

Qin Sang reached out and took his own token, sizing up the burly man with a stoic expression in his peripheral vision.

This person did not conceal their aura, and it was easy to see that they were at the early stage of foundation building. Of course, it is also possible that they were intentionally showing weakness.

Such a massive physique, like that of a bear, is not common among cultivators. Thankfully, the Daoist robes he wears should be able to change size at will, otherwise they would have been ripped apart.

For some reason, when Qin Sang saw this person, he inexplicably had a vague sense of familiarity, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Qin Sang had seen many Foundation Establishment cultivators, but he couldn't remember this one. He wondered where this strange sense of familiarity came from.

"Senior, your token is real, please come in!"

The gatekeeper checked the token and respectfully invited the strongman in.

The burly man seemed to let out a breath of relief, thanking him repeatedly as he hurried inside.

Qin Sang walked in leisurely, unable to remember when he had met this person, so he stopped dwelling on it.

It's possible that this person's physique is illusory, or they could be a complete stranger who just resembles someone I've met before in some way.

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No matter what, it's best not to disturb things here rashly. Otherwise, you are likely to be seen as having ill intentions.

Entering the hall, there were no walls or corridors ahead, only a curtain-like darkness. Qin Sang activated his divine sense to probe, and found that the darkness was utterly empty. Anyone who entered it would vanish completely, as if they never existed.

Qin Sang's steps did not stop, and he followed suit. After walking a few steps in the darkness, he felt a flower in front of him and appeared in front of a seat in a large hall.

The hall was square, but there were no walls around it, just darkness everywhere.

Directly in front of the seats, there was a platform. There was no one on the platform, only ten girls dressed in Yin Shan Guan attire, standing with their hands bound on either side of the platform.

The moment Qin Sang appeared, he heard a young girl's voice transmission in his ear, "Greetings, senior. The auction will begin shortly. Allow me to introduce the rules of the auction..."

Qin Sang already knew the rules of the auction, but she didn't stop the girl. As he listened to the girl's yellow oriole-like clear and pleasant voice, he looked around.

At this time, there were already quite a few people in the hall, but it was eerily silent. Everyone was patiently waiting for the auction to begin.

Qin Sang soon saw the burly man in the corner.

This person was curled up in their seat, completely motionless. Their hands were clenched into fists, with veins popping out on the back of their hands. For some unknown reason, they seemed restless and uncomfortable.

That sense of familiarity was very vague, appearing suddenly. Qin Sang still couldn't figure out where it came from and estimated that it was probably just an illusion before.

Qin Sang frowned, her gaze sweeping over him.

Just then, a black light suddenly flashed before Qin Sang's eyes, and a cultivator landed right beside him.

This person suddenly saw Qin Sang not far away, was startled, and immediately took a defensive posture. After seeing the arrangement of the hall, he apologized with a voice transmission: "I'm being reckless, please forgive me."

Qin Sang nodded, no longer looking at it, and sat down in her seat, feigning sleep.

Then, more and more people entered the hall.

> Half past the hour of Hai.

The seats in the hall were already seven to eight tenths full, and fewer and fewer people entered the hall. After waiting for a while, a ripple appeared suddenly from the darkness behind the platform.

All the cultivators in the hall perked up, instinctively rising to their feet. Then, a procession of cultivators dressed as Yin Mountain Pass guards marched out, fanning out to the sides and occupying the four corners of the hall, conducting a perimeter check.

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Finally, a middle-aged cultivator in a brocade robe and with sword-like eyebrows appeared.

This person steadily walked onto the high platform, paused for a moment, bowed in greeting, and then, using a powerful voice, said: "My name is Gao Yi, and I am honored to be the commander of the Yin Mountain Pass guards. This time, I will preside over the auction. If there are any omissions, please forgive me, fellow cultivators!"

As soon as Gao Yitian's words fell, the hall immediately burst into a chorus of praise.

Qin Sang secretly sized up Gao Yi. He learned about this person's identity from Pu Guan, who told him that he was the number one leader of Yin Shan Pass, with cultivation skills comparable to Qi Yuan and his senior brother, a master in the false elixir realm!

This person was extremely famous, and ruthless. Countless cultivators died at his hands.

It is said in private that this person ranks first among those who have achieved the Qi Condensation stage in Xiaohan realm.

At this auction, the participants were all cultivators at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages. With no need for a Golden Core cultivator to preside, Gao Yi alone was enough to keep the atmosphere in check, and no one dared to act presumptuously.

“The rules of the auction, fellow Daoists are already well aware of, so I won't elaborate further. However, I still want to remind everyone..."

Gao Yi's face suddenly darkened, his voice filled with murderous intent, "No matter what schemes you have, best put them away! Otherwise, no matter your background or status, Yin Shan Guan will definitely eliminate you!"

Stunned by Gao Yi's imposing aura, the hall fell silent instantly, a chilling stillness settling over it.he wielder within the flurry of phantom forks. However, if that were all, the Bloodflame Fork wouldn't be worthy of this place. Its true power lies in the sealed toxic flame contained within it. Shoul...