"I have said my piece. I advise you to watch your step!"
As he spoke his final words, the immense pressure of a Nascent Soul True Monarch even broke through the barrier of the Array, leaking out for an instant before being withdrawn.
Despite this, many of the Cultivators on the first floor still felt their chests tighten.
It was as if a heavy weight had suddenly been pressed down upon them.
"Oh, my. It sounds like there's a hidden meaning in those words!"
The voice instantly grew excited. "To think I'm being threatened by a Nascent Soul True Monarch. I'm just so~ ve~ry~ sca~red~."
He deliberately drew out the last three words.
Then, putting on an act, he asked, "I thought an auction was a place for bidding. I never expected I'd be threatened."
"Isn't anyone going to step forward and uphold some justice?"
"If I continue bidding, I won't be struck down on the spot, will I?"
