Bab 1389: 1389

“Why is he here? Why is he here? This... this...”

In front of a pavilion near the central auction stage, a middle-aged man stood up and stared at Wang Xian with a trembling body.

He never expected to encounter such a legendary existence in this place.

The last time he saw Wang Xian was during the selection of the Crown Prince of the Guanglong dynasty.

The battle that day had shaken the entire demi-human graveyard.

Only after witnessing the terrifying strength of the nameless sword demon did he know what was terrifying.

An old monster at the fifth level of the Seethrough realm who had lived for thousands of years was killed directly.

That terrifying millstone could easily wipe out an entire empire.

“Thirteenth brother, What’s Wrong?”

Beside the middle-aged man, a middle-aged man with a beard and wearing a wide robe who was sitting in the middle saw the shocked expression on his brother’s face. He raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.