This was an elderly immortal with dark features and deep wrinkles on his forehead. He calmly approached the stone platform, and as his gaze swept across the surroundings, an overwhelming aura radiated from him, causing several less-experienced magical race members to visibly pale at the first sensation. This old immortal had reached the peak of the Lingxu Late Stage, only half a step away from achieving the Hé Tǐ stage. Such an impressive level of cultivation was rare in a place like Xueya City—besides the Han Li and other human cultivators—few could truly rival him. "With them here, the auction's safety is absolutely guaranteed," the elderly immortal said calmly, and as soon as he finished speaking, lightly tapped his hands twice. Instantly, eight fierce immortals at the early stage of the Transcendent Realm rose from their seats in the front row and stood around the stone platform, their faces expressionless. "Blood-Hand Thunder-Cloud," "Iron-Body Soul-Shatterer"... The surrounding demonic clans had now clearly identified these eight figures, many of whom gasped in surprise and stirred with agitation. Clearly, these individuals were well-known within Blood-Raven City, and many of their eyes carried a subtle sense of reverence. Han Li naturally did not find it surprising to see eight Transcendent immortals present; instead, he kept scanning the area, hoping to see whether the elders of the Long family or others had also attended the auction. To guard against the possibility that a Dharma-Realm immortal might be quietly participating, Han Li had not summoned his vast divine awareness, relying only on his spiritual vision to directly perceive any suspiciously dressed demonic figures. Yet after a thorough sweep, nothing was found. Could it be that the spiritual race had not attended this auction after all! Han Li found himself slightly puzzled. Since their separation, he had truly not encountered any of the others in the city. Whether it was the elder of the Long family or anyone else, everyone seemed to have taken separate paths, their movements now more secretive and purposeful. At that moment, the old magical being solemnly announced the start of the auction. As a door nearby opened, a row of magical women emerged, each holding a tray. Graceful in form, they stood behind Yue Liantian. The old magical being, without turning around, raised his hand, and one of the women stepped forward with respectful grace, lifting the tray in both hands. "The upper-tier magical artifact, 'Five-Color Blood Bell,' consists of five Blood Magic Bells. When deployed against enemies, they can each produce five distinct effects—**poison, severe toxicity, slowing, blood boiling, and illusion—each with unique capabilities. The starting bid is five million magical stones!" The elder lifted the black cloth covering the tray and spoke calmly. A silver bell, about the size of a human thumb and five fingers, was clearly visible on the tray, its surface adorned with delicate dark magical patterns, all linked together by a single golden ring. "Really? It's the Dark Blood Bell? A treasure that ranks among the top ten even among the highest-tier magical artifacts!" "But this artifact is only crafted by the Master of the Sea Cloud Mountain's Dark Blood School—how could it appear so far from its origin, in the remote city of Xueya?" "Never mind. Just the presence of this treasure makes this auction worthwhile. Starting with such a magnificent piece, who knows what other priceless items will emerge later!" As soon as the Dark Blood Bell appeared, the hall erupted once again into lively discussion, with most attendees turning toward the set of five magical bells, their faces filled with astonishment and eager anticipation. Upon hearing the name of this treasure, Han Li was also momentarily struck silent. "The Dark Blood Five-Color Bell—this artifact sounds so familiar. As if I've heard of it before somewhere." Han Li sat quietly on his stone bench, pondering thoughtfully. At that moment, the bidding for this artifact erupted into a series of enthusiastic price increases. "Five hundred thousand!" "Six hundred thousand!" "Eight hundred thousand!"... "One million one hundred thousand!" Though it was merely a top-tier artifact, the bidding had surged past the million mark within moments. Han Li couldn't help but be quietly astonished. After all, over the past few days, he had gained a solid understanding of the pricing in the Blood Demon Realm—ordinary top-tier artifacts typically ranged from two to three hundred thousand magic stones. This Dark-Blooded Five-Color Bell had already surged fivefold, and clearly, it was far from done. Ah! The Dark-Blooded Five-Color Bell! The Lustrous Five-Perfection Bell! Didn't these names appear exactly as recorded in the article on the "Xuan Tian Craftsmanship Technique"? Han Li quickly recalled the similar name in his mind. When he first acquired this divine technique for crafting treasures from the celestial realm recorded in the Golden Pavilion and Jade Scroll, besides documenting the method for crafting the precious artifact of Yuanhe Wujie Mountain, it also contained several methods for crafting post-natural, heavenly treasures—among which the Lirui Wumu Bell was one. However, although he knew well how to craft these extraordinary treasures, he had no access to the celestial materials that had only been heard of but never seen, and thus could only sigh and eventually set them aside. The effect of the Anxue Wusè Bell, however, sounded remarkably similar to that of the Lirui Wumu Bell—this sudden recollection prompted him to think of this matter again upon hearing the name of the magical artifact. "Is this merely a coincidence, or has the魔 realm also known the method of crafting these treasures, thus unintentionally producing copies?" Han Li pondered silently. Yet unfortunately, although he had delivered a batch of magical artifacts to the auction house two days prior and pre-paid nearly ten million magical stones, he clearly lacked sufficient funds to bid for the current top-tier magical artifact. While this item possessed remarkable powers, it only reached the level of a top-tier magical artifact—something of limited use to him. Even if he secured it, it would mostly serve as a reference for study. Thus, Han Li could only suppress his growing doubts and patiently wait for the artifact to find its new owner. In the end, the renowned magical artifact in the magical realm was acquired by a mysterious magical being, radiating vibrant green light and wearing a silver ghost-faced mask, at an astonishing price of fifteen million magical stones. This outcome prompted several high-ranking magical beings present to cast covert, somewhat skeptical glances at the buyer. However, upon receiving the magical stones and personally taking the Dark Blood Five-Color Bell from the elder mage’s hands, the masked being showed no intention of staying—he immediately departed from the auction hall with a composed and self-assured demeanor. Though many of the magical beings present had their own intentions in mind, it was difficult for them to immediately leave under such public scrutiny. Only a few others, who had similarly concealed their true identities, rose and departed without hesitation. Yet, Yuan Lian Tian paid no attention to these developments, and instead lifted the linen cloth from the tray held by a second woman, revealing a translucent blue crystal stone the size of a clenched fist, radiating an astonishing cold. "A rare magical creature, the Ice Pouch, whose core—this is a single specimen. It can be used to craft exquisite ice-based magical artifacts or specific medicinal pills for specialized purposes. Base price: two million magic stones!" The elderly magical being, after gently placing the blue core, declared without hesitation. "Two and thirty thousand!" "Two and fifty thousand!" ... Although this core did not match the value of the Dark Blood Five-Colored Bell, it was still a rare and sought-after material for several of the magical beings. As soon as it was presented, a dozen or so immediately began bidding. Finally, it was snapped up by a slender magical being for over four million gold pieces. Subsequently, the elderly magical being named Yue Lian Tian gradually unveiled each item from the trays one by one, and after completing the auction of the first batch, immediately replaced them with another group of magical female beings bringing up fresh auction items. The items offered were quite similar to those at the spiritual realm's auction gatherings—urban mining materials, medicinal herbs, and elixirs—interspersed occasionally with magical artifacts of exceptional quality and efficacy. Han Li sat quietly in his seat, observing each item being sold off by the other magical beings, showing no expression whatsoever, as though he had no intention of participating. Only when several of the artifacts he presented were sold for notably high prices did a faint smile appear at the corner of his mouth. Nevertheless, none of the subsequent auction items managed to achieve the remarkable prices that the very first magical artifact had fetched. Among the highest-priced items was merely a pill said to enhance the chances of a Qi Master at the Liangxi stage overcoming a bottleneck in their magical cultivation. Though only half its potential, it was still sold for thirteen million magic stones. "Alright, we're now approaching the final hour of this auction. Heh, this final offering consists of only two items, but I can assure you each one is at least as valuable as the Dark-Blood Five-Color Bell—indeed, from certain perspectives, even more so," said Yue Lian Tian, his expression full of mystery. At that moment, two more remarkable female beings from the magical race emerged from the hall doors, their appearances and demeanor truly outstanding. This time, neither of them carried trays; one held a green wooden box about a foot long, while the other walked barehanded. The assembled magical beings all expressed clear interest in this development. With a simple gesture, Yue Lian Tian drew a wooden box directly from a woman's hands and opened it with a single clap. Inside, a white, misty brick-like object lay quietly. "One Sacred Brick—containing several techniques of the Qi Ling Sage-Founder from two million years ago—starting bid: three million magic stones!" The elderly mage carefully extracted the item, raised both hands, took a deep breath, and declared loudly. "The Qi Ling Sage-Founder? Is that the same sage who ranked just below the Three Founders back then?" "Impossible. How could a sacred brick recording the sage's divine powers have ended up here? Such an invaluable artifact should have been auctioned in one of the largest sacred cities' grand auction halls, not here." ...Upon hearing Yue Lian Tian's words, the entire auction hall erupted into excitement. Some magical beings were filled with astonishment, while others remained skeptical. "Hush now!" Our auction house has already had this item professionally appraised, and with full confidence, we can assure all of you that this is indeed an item left behind by Master Qilin. Should there be any falsehood, our auction house shall compensate ten times the auction price. Please rest assured on this point. As for why this item has come up for auction here, there are actually some underlying reasons. The elderly demon's expression darkened, and his voice resonated clearly throughout the hall, momentarily silencing the surrounding commotion.