The young girl sitting by the window appeared to be around 28 years old.
She wore a silver crown and sat quietly, exuding an air of indifference.
Despite her calm demeanor, her delicate frame radiated heavenly might—the power of the heavenly path.
She was a remnant of the former heaven realm.
After a long time, they had likely recovered.
Back when the heaven realm collapsed, the heavenly men weren't completely wiped out.
Now, they were part of the bidding, unfazed by the sky-high prices.
In contrast, the golden flood dragon, Indiana Ibbot, and others looked grim.
Why were more and more bidders showing up mid-way, and with such confidence?
At first, they were convinced that the contestant in room 702 was just a nobody.
But now, it seemed these people might be agents of the humans after all.
No time was given to think it over.
"200,000!" came the next bid from room 702.
