Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#383 - Chapter 382 Tit for tat

The tranquility of Green Island was shattered. A white streak of light landed on the shore first, accompanied by a deafening sonic boom. The remaining streaks of light dove downwards, also descending upon the island.

In less than a moment, the southern shore of Green Island became lively, with a scattered gathering of over a hundred people. Although scattered, there was a clear division between factions.

An invisible line seemed to bisect the southern shore of Green Island, dividing it into two sections. The dozens of people on the left were clearly from the Southern Federation, while those on the right were from the Northern Federation.

Although all were from the Tianyuan Federation, the atmosphere between the two sides was not harmonious, and even somewhat tense.

In addition, shadowy figures lurked in the sea around Green Island, afraid to show their faces. They were clearly people who couldn't be seen in the light, a mix of Skywalkers and Resurrectors.

After arriving at the shore, Yang Luhe and the others consciously walked towards the Northern Federation's camp.

Duan Xian looked around the team, his face filled with increasing confusion. "Is the auction really being held on this deserted island?"

Wen Renqing replied calmly, "Most likely."

Hearing this, Duan Xian nodded silently and turned to look at the front of their camp.

His eyes fell upon several semi-circular light shields of varying colors, each five meters in diameter. He could vaguely see figures moving within them through the hazy light.

With no firelight on the shore, these light shields were like beacons, dispelling the cold and darkness.

These were the Federation's artificial mystic devices—Luminous Shuttles!

They possessed the ability to fly, conceal figures, and defend against attacks. They were extremely expensive and unobtainable even with money!

Seeing this scene, Duan Xian was somewhat dazed, a hint of barely perceptible longing flashing in his eyes.

He was already strong, so why couldn't he enter a Luminous Shuttle?

"Sigh…"

Duan Xian curled his lips into a bitter smile, retracted his gaze, and followed Wen Renqing's steps.

The group stopped in a relatively dim place.

Ying Jian walked to Yang Luhe's side and pointed to the Luminous Shuttles at the front of the camp. "Uncle Yang, I'm going to greet the elders from my family."

"Okay, go quickly and return quickly."

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Time flew by, and the number of people on the shore continued to increase, swelling from over a hundred to nearly three hundred. Influential forces and families from the Tianyuan Federation arrived one after another.

These people were different from the six major consortia. They weren't there for the Finishing Touch, the Seal God Scroll, or Li Chenqiu… They were there for the other items being auctioned.

An auction held in the name of the Northern Underworld Monarch couldn't possibly have ordinary items. If they could blindly stumble upon one, it would be a guaranteed profit!

As for whether there was any danger in attending an auction held by Resurrectors, they weren't worried at all.

The six major consortia were here. What danger could there be? Even if there was danger, the tall ones would bear the brunt. How could it affect them?

As time dragged on, the atmosphere on the field gradually became anxious, and the buzzing of discussions grew louder and louder like flies.

"Keep it down."

A calm, unwavering voice rang out, echoing across the field like a great bell.

Instantly, the murmurs of the crowd weakened, and they turned to look in the direction of the voice, which came from the Luminous Shuttle emitting a pale yellow glow, located at the very front of the Northern Federation's camp.

Clearly, this was a statement from a major figure from a Northern Federation consortium.

Wen Renqing in the crowd paused slightly, a look of surprise on her face.

Standing next to her, Duan Xian said in surprise, "Director, isn't that the voice of Dean Li Bai?"

Wen Renqing said calmly, "I recognized it."

"In that case, why didn't Dean Li contact us…"

"Since Dean Li didn't contact us, he must be representing the Li Consortium at this auction and doesn't want to be associated with Zhaixing Academy."

Duan Xian nodded thoughtfully. "I understand."

As soon as Li Bai's voice faded, a mocking voice came from inside the light shield in the Southern Federation's camp.

"I didn't expect the Li Consortium to send you. You're so old, wouldn't it be better to stay at home, tending to flowers and playing with birds? Why are you running around causing trouble?"

The other party spoke in the Federation's common language, which everyone present understood.

Faced with the mockery, Li Bai responded with a smile, "It's precisely because I'm old that I need to move my muscles and bones more. Do you have a problem with that?"

"A problem?" The man chuckled deeply. "I have a big problem. You came to my Southern Federation's waters without saying a word. Even if I threw you all in jail now, it would be reasonable…"

"Enough with the nonsense! If you want to arrest us, then arrest us! Stop grandstanding!"

An impatient, rage-filled voice came from another light shield.

"Hmph, you Zhous are as hot-tempered as ever. Let me advise you to keep a low profile. There's a living example right in front of you. Don't follow in their footsteps."

Everyone present wasn't stupid and naturally knew who the example was referring to—the Ying Consortium, whose second-generation direct descendants were almost completely wiped out!

For a moment, everyone's eyes focused on the direction of the Ying Consortium, waiting for their response.

But unexpectedly, faced with such blatant mockery, the Ying Consortium remained silent, as if they hadn't heard anything.

The man scoffed and continued, "Turtles have always lived long lives. It seems someone has understood things very thoroughly after being beaten!"

"According to your words, I'm afraid my Underworld won't live long!"

At this moment, a gentle, spring-like voice rang out from the center of Green Island, exploding in everyone's ears.

Instantly, the somewhat noisy shore became silent, and a solemn emotion, like the night wind, gently caressed everyone's faces.

This was the voice of the Northern Underworld Monarch.

Tap—

The empty sound echoed beneath the dark clouds, and visible ripples spread out from the air.

Everyone looked up and saw the Northern Underworld Monarch riding the mottled moonlight, walking in the air, one step covering a hundred meters, heading towards the southern shore.

With each step he took, everyone's heartbeat quickened. Although he didn't emit any aura, it made people feel cold all over and filled them with reverence!

Walking slowly in the sky, the Northern Underworld Monarch lowered his eyes slightly and said with some surprise, "Many people have come, but why isn't there a single Level 14 Forbidden Zone guy? Is it because you're afraid of me?"

No one responded.

When he arrived directly in front of the crowd, the Northern Underworld Monarch stopped, hovering a hundred meters above the ground, and slowly lowered his head.

Wherever his gaze passed, the people there turned their heads away, not daring to meet his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Bai asked in a calm tone, "Monarch, may I ask when the auction you're hosting will begin?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone pricked up their ears and looked up at the Northern Underworld Monarch.