"Is it a Saint Level Monster Plant?"
Su Chen muttered when he sensed the Saint Level aura coming from the tree.
"It's not a Saint Level Monster Plant. It's the Elven Race's Holy Tree!" Qi Mufeng explained.
The Elven Race's Holy Tree?
What was it trying to do by appearing here?
Su Chen became more and more puzzled and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qi, what's the origin of this Holy Tree?"
Qi Mufeng took a deep breath and said slowly, "This Holy Tree is known as the Elven Race's Guardian God. It's because of its existence that the Elven Race can have a place among the other races."
"So it's very strong?"
Su Chen pondered for a moment and then asked, "What stage of the Saint Rank is it?"
"Level 5 Saint Level!" Qi Mufeng said in a deep voice.
"Hiss!"
Shang Caili and the others all gasped.
Su Chen couldn't help but click his tongue.
At first, he felt that the Holy Tree was very strong, but he never thought it would be this strong.
Level 5 Saint Level Monster Plant was on the same level as the Qi Family's ancestor.
In the face of such a powerhouse, all the people present together wouldn't be enough to kill it.
"It's true that the Elven Race's Holy Tree is at level 5 Saint Level, but there was a rumor a hundred years ago that it's near the end of its life and its cultivation is much weaker than before. It shouldn't be at level 5 Saint Level now." Wu Yazi suddenly said.
He used to be a Saint Level Dwarf Race, so it was reasonable for him to know this news.
Qi Mufeng nodded and said, "I've also heard this rumor."
Su Chen's heart moved and he immediately contacted the Intelligent War Chariot. "Satoshi, what's the Holy Tree's cultivation level?"
"Level 1 Saint Level." The Intelligent War Chariot quickly replied.
Hearing this, Su Chen let out a long sigh of relief.
The Elven Race's Holy Tree's cultivation level had dropped a lot. If it was only at level 1 Saint Level, it wouldn't be a fatal threat to him.
His originally restless mood also calmed down.
"Su Chen, are we still going to leave this place?" Qi Mufeng asked.
The appearance of the Elven Race's Holy Tree gave him a lot of psychological pressure.
If he could, he wanted to escape immediately.
"There's no rush," Su Chen replied.
There must be a reason why the Elven Holy Tree appeared here. If they left rashly, it would be easy to attract its attention and attack them.
It was better to wait and see what it was trying to do.
"Box 1, box 17 … Box 1350, hand over your things."
Suddenly, Moon Spirit's cold voice rang out from the auction hall.
Su Chen noticed that the people Moon Spirit mentioned were the ones who had bid for the Mechanical Heart and Sage Puppet.
"What's the meaning of this? Are you trying to steal it?"
An angry roar came from Box Number One.
Immediately afterward, there was a loud explosion, and the entire private room exploded. A majestic foreign race elder walked out from within.
"Li Chang Hong from the Wan Clan Castle."
Qi Mufeng recognized this person at a glance.
The Wan Clan Castle was a relatively large force in the Void, and Li Chang Hong was also a Saint Level powerhouse.
A Saint Level powerhouse had their own dignity. In the face of the Elven Race's oppression, how could they give in so easily?
"I was wondering who it was. So it's from the Wan Clan Castle."
An old face suddenly appeared on the trunk of the Elven Race's Holy Tree. It sized up Li Chang Hong and spoke in a strange tone.
"Speak, what's your purpose?"
Li Chang Hong's face darkened as he snorted coldly.
"Hand over everything you have, or I'll kill you!"
The Elven Race's Holy Tree laughed sinisterly. Its voice was as cold as a glacier.
It was as if Li Chang Hong would really kill him if he didn't do as he said.