The auction hall of the Rising Sun Pavilion was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The initial chaotic clamor of the Iron Tier bidding had completely vanished. Up in the higher levels, the bidding for the Gold Tier orbs had begun, and the air felt suffocating.
The silence came from two harsh realities. First, every single bid had easily blasted past hundreds of millions of High Grade Spirit Stones and kept climbing without slowing down.
Smaller clans and ordinary sect elders sat frozen in their seats, their faces as pale as paper. They could only gawk with dry throats. They didn't even have the right to open their mouths anymore.
Second, the only people bidding were the absolute titans of the region.
"Five billion!"
