Chapter 613: Robbed!

Tianmo City, a prosperous human city, stood on rootless land, rising and falling on the horizon like a behemoth towering between heaven and earth.

The Yang family's ancestral home was closest to Tianmo City. He still remembered the martial contest here, which had stirred up a great commotion in Tianmo City.

Yang Tian and the big black bird arrived here. He did not stop along the way and headed straight for the Senluo Wanxiang Auction House.

“I never thought that after countless ages, the human race would have changed so much.” The big black bird had transformed into an ordinary little bird, standing on Yang Tian's shoulder, sighing with emotion.

“I never expected Tianmo City to be occupied by the Wang surname.” Hearing the discussions around him, Yang Tian scratched his head and smiled.

The Wang surname was a name passed down from the ancient times, not the Wang family of the Central Region. There were many forces under this surname, intertwined and complex.

Approaching the auction house, Yang Tian frowned, vaguely sensing something amiss. Compared to previous days, it was usually packed with people, but now there was not a single shadow around.

“Strange, where have those guards gone?” A trace of doubt flickered in his eyes. Yang Tian's frown deepened, and he had a faint premonition of something bad.

He walked straight in, and the people around pointed and whispered among themselves.

As soon as Yang Tian stepped inside, a furious roar exploded: “Does your Wang family think our Meng family is easy to bully?!”

The moment he entered, over a dozen powerful experts struck, pressing down toward Yang Tian's head, their anger soaring to the skies.

Yang Tian's body trembled slightly, and myriad auspicious rays burst from his flesh, like a deity, exuding a terrifying power that instantly halted the conflict.

His eyes swept around. Some younger members glared with eyes nearly splitting, their corners almost tearing, looking at this fearsome figure with indignation and a deep sense of helplessness.

When he noticed a black-clothed youth, Yang Tian's eyelids twitched slightly. He asked in confusion, “Meng Hao, what's going on?”

Suddenly, Meng Hao's face froze. Such a formidable figure—he seemed to have no connection with him. Just the aura that intimidated a Battle Emperor was no ordinary presence.

When he heard Yang Tian's telepathic message, Meng Hao's eyes instantly widened, almost popping out. He exclaimed, “Aren't you dead?”

“You're the one who's dead!” Hearing this, Yang Tian's face darkened, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

“You're still alive…” Meng Hao was somewhat incredulous, his hands groping all over Yang Tian's body, as if in a dream.

“Uh…” The crowd around exchanged glances, looking astonished. This person's origin was certainly extraordinary, and they were somewhat relieved that he wasn't someone taking advantage of the chaos.

“Get away…” Yang Tian got goosebumps and couldn't help pushing Meng Hao away, saying, “What's going on? Why did you start fighting as soon as I came in?”

“I thought you were from the Wang family.” Hearing this, Meng Hao's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said, “They've already come three times today. It's just too much!”

“With your Meng family's strength, you shouldn't be afraid of their clan, right?” Yang Tian was puzzled. The Meng family was a top force in the Eastern Continent; who would dare to provoke them?

“You don't know yet?” Meng Hao gritted his teeth and pulled Yang Tian into a room, shouting, “Since the last time Daoshen Mountain closed, many inexplicable people have come to the Eastern Continent, and they are extremely powerful. Our auction houses in various cities have been harassed!”

“Inexplicable people…” His eyes flickered, and a cold light appeared in Yang Tian's gaze. “Is your sister alright?”

“Don't even mention it…” Meng Hao's face was full of resentment, like a little nagging wife. He pouted, “Do you know how worried my sister was about you when you disappeared for a whole year?”

“A year!” Yang Tian's body stiffened. He had thought it was only a few months, but he had actually been in seclusion for a year.

“You still don't know…” Meng Hao's mouth twitched. Too many things had happened in this past year. Many small forces had risen on the continent, some so powerful that even major clans trembled.

It wasn't just their Dream Clan; the top powers on the mainland had all suffered calamities, especially those closer to Yang Tian, like the Dream Clan, the Azure Sun Empire, and the Thundercloud Sect, which had been dealt a devastating blow.

"Yun'er is missing..." Yang Tian's body trembled. He hadn't expected so much to happen in the year he had been in seclusion.

He couldn't forgive himself. Given Yun'er's gentle nature, how devastating this must have been for her.

"Hmph... and my sister worries about you every day..." Seeing Yang Tian's pale face, Meng Hao couldn't help but pout and mutter to himself.

"Where are my brothers?" Taking a deep breath, Yang Tian forced himself to calm down and spoke slowly.

"At the Thundercloud Sect..." Hearing this, Meng Hao pursed his lips and couldn't help but say, "You should go to the Thundercloud Sect and see. They suffered the greatest calamity, and it seems to be related to the demon race."

With a bang! Yang Tian's rage soared, and he crushed the corner of the table with his hand. These people were like stubborn plasters. He didn't need to think to know they were targeting Yun'er's divine body.

"Recently, the Thundercloud Sect seems to have produced a female demon. According to our intelligence, it might be Xing Yun'er, who disappeared a year ago." At this point, Meng Hao pouted and said.

"Female demon..." Yang Tian's eyes instantly sharpened, and his body blazed with fury. He couldn't stay a moment longer; he had to get to the Thundercloud Sect first. If it really was Yun'er, things would be dire.

"Are all the people in the Dream Clan dead? Hurry up and come out to receive guests!" At that moment, a disdainful shout came from outside.

"They're here." Hearing this, Meng Hao's face was full of anger. They had already come to cause trouble four times today. If not for the Dream Clan's power, this place would have been turned upside down.

"Let's go out and take a look." Yang Tian's eyes were cold as he spoke slowly, with a hint of murderous intent.

Seeing Yang Tian like this, Meng Hao couldn't help but shiver. This guy was no pushover; he had roasted various creatures from the Divine Mountain and ascended the Stairway to Creation.

The younger generation of the Dream Clan glared with fury, while the elders suppressed their inner rage. The opposing side had two mighty figures, making them hard to contend with, and they had already suffered greatly.

The leader was a slick-haired young man, his lecherous gaze wandering over several graceful women of the Dream Clan. He couldn't help licking his lips and chuckled, "What a lovely sight..."

The young women, stared at by that gaze, couldn't help breaking out in goosebumps, and tears welled up in their eyes.

How formidable had the Dream Clan been in the past? Even a maidservant was rarely dared to be provoked. Yet today, even some Wang Clan dared to bully them.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a golden lightning bolt surged from the heavens and struck directly onto the young man's body.

"Ah..." The young man screamed instantly, utterly defenseless. His mouth was full of blood, teeth falling out one by one as he rolled on the ground, his body trembling violently.

"This..." Several elders of the Dream Clan widened their eyes. The one who had struck was too fast; even they couldn't see clearly.

Several women of the Dream Clan couldn't help covering their red lips, their eyes showing a hint of surprise and shock, wondering who had made the move.

"How dare you!" The strong members of the Wang Clan were enraged. When had those they had subdued so thoroughly ever dared to be so bold?

"Kill them all for me!" The slick-haired young man, trembling in pain, roared hysterically like a madman, blood spraying from his mouth.

Meng Hao was covered in cold sweat. He hadn't expected Yang Tian to strike directly. The enemy had two mighty figures; their side was no match.

"Demon race!" A young man with an extraordinary demeanor stepped forward. Yang Tian's eyes detected a hint of something in these people's bodies—fluctuations of demonic energy.

Rumble! The entire auction house shook. The Wang Clan was not to be trifled with; the two mighty figures went berserk, intent on leveling the place.

For a moment, divine light surged like an ocean, vast and mighty. The clouds in the void trembled, terrifying the surrounding crowd.

"The Dream Clan is in for it. The Wang Clan has finally lost patience and made a move." People marveled. How fearsome the Dream Clan had been in the past, and now even a mid-sized clan dared to pluck hair from a tiger's backside.

"What a pity. The Dream Clan always had a good reputation. It'll be hard for them to auction things off in the future." Some elders sighed with regret.