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For many Immortals, although there were plenty of good stuff in the great auction, they were not things they could covet.
However, the "Primordial Soul Pill" could be called a "little fine product," after all, who doesn't have a few beloved friends and family?
Therefore, they all fell into a frenzy of adding money and splurging.
Aside from a few wisps of starlight that formed a Netherworld Dawn Flower at the start, which fell into a private room, the rest of the Primordial Soul Pills were coveted by many Immortals, with streaks of starlight spreading out to draw in the Netherworld Dawn Flowers.
Some starlights were weak in color and not competitive enough against others, so they could only retreat in dimness.
"Daddy!"
In a private room, a Mahayana Cultivator looked unwillingly at an Immortal beside him.
This Immortal was dressed in a red robe that seemed to be burning with invisible flames, causing the Void to become twisted.
