Ethan Smith's voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.
The young man's face turned even colder.
He looked at Ethan Smith and said coldly, "You again?"
Ethan Smith ignored the young man and turned to the host, saying, "I have something on hand I'd like to try as well."
"You? What could you possibly have? A nobody like you dares to compete with me?" the youth sneered.
The host on stage laughed and said, "Alright, please take out your item for exchange."
Ethan Smith took a deep breath and, after some deliberation, he took a small bottle from his Spatial Magic Artifact.
The bottle wasn't big, only palm-sized, containing a bright red liquid inside.
An overwhelming wave of Corpse Qi surged, followed by a powerful oppressive feeling!
"What is this?"
For a moment, the item in Ethan Smith's hand attracted countless gazes, even the young man frowned.
He asked the elderly man by his side, "What's in his hand?"