Chapter 452: The Dao Scripture Trembles!

Seeing Yang Tian turn back, the old man secretly chuckled, thinking this fellow had changed his mind... but on the surface, he asked seriously.

"I've heard recently that a Yang Tian appeared in the Eastern Continent and even destroyed a major clan. Do you know about it?" Yang Tian said with an interested look, striking up a conversation with the old man.

"Uh..." The old man looked surprised, quite different from what he had imagined, but even more surprised that he didn't know about this matter, which had already happened half a year ago.

"Our young master has been in seclusion and doesn't know about the outside world." Just as Yang Tian was about to answer, Yun'er spoke up, explaining casually.

"Uh..." Yang Tian was dumbfounded. When he noticed Yun'er's fair, jade-like fingers playing tricks on his palm, he couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

"Young master." The old man perked up instantly upon hearing this. He couldn't see through either of these two people, and the woman who spoke was no exception—he couldn't discern her cultivation at all, but from her voice, she seemed to be a young girl.

A young girl was so formidable, and she addressed him as young master. Yang Tian's status soared in his mind.

"Speaking of this Yang Tian, he is truly ruthless!" The old man said with a hint of reverence. Being able to destroy the ancient Li family, which could make the Demon Spirit Sect tremble, showed how terrifying he was.

Moreover, he had crossed his tribulation at their doorstep, not only breaking the formation but also blasting apart their clan's heritage and looting the treasury.

Hearing this, Yang Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking, "Am I really that ruthless?"

"I heard that a divine object appeared at the time. Is that true or false?" Seeing the old man's spittle flying as he described the scene, Yang Tian waved his hand and said with a surprised tone.

"Of course it's true. It was driven by a powerful soul body and fought with two emperor-level figures for a long time. Truly terrifying!" The old man sighed repeatedly.

"It seems the rumors have some truth. Who ended up with that divine object?" Yang Tian smacked his lips and said with a faint smile.

"No one really knows." The old man shook his head, looking clueless. "That day, Yang Tian escaped, and the divine object seemed to be suppressed by the two emperors."

At this, Yang Tian's mind tensed instantly, and his hands clenched tightly.

"However, in the end, a powerful figure appeared from somewhere. A great chaos ensued, and three emperors went berserk. The scene was terrifying. The Li family's ancestral land turned to ruins, and Yang Tian's elder brother was rescued by him."

"Rescued..." Yang Tian's heart rejoiced. He suppressed the joy and said slowly, "Where did the divine object go? Was it suppressed by the demon clan?"

"I really don't know. At that time, the three quasi-emperors displayed great power, and the very heavens were torn apart. But I heard from others that the demon prodigy was extremely furious, so they probably didn't succeed."

The old man looked pleased; naturally, he didn't want a divine object to fall into the hands of the demon clan.

"As long as he's safe... as long as he's safe..." Yang Tian's mind relaxed, and the heavy stone that had been pressing on his heart was lifted.

"Heh, I have things to do, so I won't disturb you." At that, Yang Tian got up and left.

"Senior, may I be so bold as to ask, what are you acquiring so many refining materials for?" At this moment, the old man grew quite bold and voiced the question in his mind.

Not just him, but the local cultivators didn't understand either; there wasn't a single hint of news.

"I don't know either." Shrugging, Yang Tian looked clueless and turned to leave.

"If you won't say, then don't. And here I wasted so much breath..." The old man muttered discontentedly to himself.

Leaving the appraisal room, Yang Tian was utterly baffled, surprised that even a force like the Demon Spirit Sect didn't know why they were acquiring refining materials.

Token in hand, Yang Tian found a beautiful woman and headed to the auction venue. With his second-level token, he entered a private room on the second floor and stepped inside.

Yang Tian dismissed the beautiful woman and looked down. It was a hall a thousand zhang wide, filled with experts, and he could even see many War Kings below.

Yun'er kept her eyes on the crowd below, hoping to find someone from the Thundercloud Sect. Many powerful youths had arrived, but to her disappointment, she found no one from the Thundercloud Sect.

"Could something have happened in the sect?" Yun'er worried. Logically, if Xin Shan had returned safely, he would have brought people from the clan to find her, but half a year had already passed.

Yang Tian watched for a while and grew bored. The auction had already started, hosted by a young, seductive woman, but this level of auction held no appeal for him.

Just as he was closing his eyes to rest, the Dao Scripture, which had been silent in his body, suddenly trembled slightly. Though it was only a flash, Yang Tian instantly opened his eyes.

His mind immediately went to the Dao Scripture, deeply surprised. Something that could make the Dao Scripture tremble was no ordinary treasure.

"Could it be another divine ability from the Dao Scripture?" The astonishment in Yang Tian's eyes grew. He couldn't help clenching his fist and murmured, "Senior Shanhe said the Dao Scripture has nine volumes. If that's true..."

As he thought, a fervor appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. He stared wide-eyed at the auction items, not blinking.

"Uh..." Sensing Yang Tian's renewed interest, Yun'er cast a surprised glance at him, then looked at the auction items below, marveling inwardly.

"Brother Yang Tian, are you looking for something?" Yun'er was puzzled and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, but I'm not sure if the感应 is correct..." Yang Tian replied absently. Yun'er pouted, looking displeased, but didn't press further.

As the auction produced more and more treasures, the atmosphere in the hall reached a peak. Yang Tian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, impatient.

After a while, the auction house brought out the main attractions, all rare treasures. And everything auctioned was refining materials, which shocked Yang Tian deeply.

In a top-floor private room, luxurious to the extreme.

Behind it was a hidden door, which slowly opened, and a gloomy-faced old man walked out.

He wore a white robe, and a faint aura emanating from him was terrifyingly vast. His cultivation was extremely powerful, enough to make one's heart tremble.

The old man said nothing, sitting down on a chair. A beautiful woman nearby came over to attend to him carefully.

Glancing at the woman, the old man was about to raise his arm when his hand suddenly froze. His expression changed instantly, and his eyes fixed on a private room on the second floor.