Jun'er smiled faintly, her beautiful face brimming with a moving smile. She muttered a few words, and the crystal ball in her hand suddenly emitted a ring of silver light. With a flash, a silver door of light appeared in the air not far away from her.
The Eye of Tomorrow, the Clairvoyant's godly weapon, the Eye of Tomorrow!
Anyone with a discerning eye would recognize the crystal orb in Jun 'er's hand. It was clear she was still far from being able to bring out the full power of this Paragon's Armament. It could even be called a divine weapon.
An Astrum was even more attractive to Adepts than a vital crystal. The Eye of Tomorrow was known as the most miraculous of Paragon's Armaments. The Clairvoyant had used it to break through to Nirvana, the third level of Paragon.
Not to mention, if he obtained it, he might be able to obtain the inheritance of the Clairvoyant.
However, no one dared make any rash moves. Four Paragons were eyeing them like tigers stalking their prey. Not just anyone could wield a Paragon's Armament, and no one knew what restrictions the Eye of Tomorrow held.
Jun'er smiled and said, "Please come in." As she said that, she took the lead and walked in.
The Clockmaker took her hand and followed her inside.
Everyone filed into the door of light. Because of the presence of the Terminator, the King of Angels, and the Fallen Angel, these appraisers weren't too afraid of any changes.
After all, they represented the eighty-four strongest factions of humanity. Unless the Eastern Alliance was crazy, they wouldn't do anything to harm them.
As they walked through the door, they were greeted by the sight of a strange world. Beams of light fell from the sky, and when they looked up, they were greeted by a sea of stars.
Stepping through the door was like stepping into the cosmos. But this was a cosmos where air was breathable.
The vital energy of heaven and earth was thick.
Was this … his Domain?
The Clairvoyant's Domain was called the Sea of Stars. Didn't everything in front of them look like a sea of stars?
Very few people knew what a Paragon left behind when they passed away.
But if the Clairvoyant, who had once been a Nirvana-level being, was able to leave behind his Domain, the adepts present would not be surprised.
After all, the Clairvoyant definitely had the ability to do so.
Jun 'er waved her small hand, and the scenery in front of them changed again. Then, an extremely rich life force suddenly appeared in all directions, and in an instant, every ability user present felt as if they were immersed in an ocean of life, the feeling of their cells being sublimated in the life energy instantly made them almost cry out.
This feeling was simply too wonderful.
Was this … life energy?
Only now did they notice that there were many purplish-red gems floating in the air amidst the beams of starlight falling from the sky. Each gem was different in size and shape, but all of them exuded an extremely rich aura of life.
It was the combination of so many life auras that gave rise to such rich life energy fluctuations.
This life energy was not very pure, and there were other mixed auras within it, but the strength of its life energy was obvious.
Although the appraisal hadn't started yet, at this moment, almost everyone present approved of the auction item.
Many people's eyes had already lit up with a fanatical glow.
Life Crystal, this was a Life Crystal!
With such rich life energy, it was no wonder that the exuvium technique could extend one's life.
Greed wasn't shameful, at least not in certain situations.
Even the Terminator couldn't help but stare at one of the larger crystals.
"There are one hundred and eight vital crystals in this auction.
These crystals are of different sizes, and were produced by different aliens.
How you judge them will be up to you.
Each crystal has a serial number, and will be auctioned off tomorrow. As for their value, it is up to you to determine for yourselves.
Each crystal will be appraised for no more than five minutes. This is to give everyone a chance to do so.
I'd like to remind you that although the energy contained in most vital crystals is proportional to their size, not all are.
Some of the more powerful aliens produce crystals that are extremely rich in life energy, but they are smaller in size.
Alright, now you may proceed with your appraisal. "The Wine Master announced the rules of the appraisal.
The crowd had been impatient for a long time, and as soon as they heard the Wine Master's announcement, they rushed to the nearest crystal.
Eighty-four appraisers, one hundred and eight vital crystals. At the very least, everyone would have one.
There would be no competition for the crystals.
According to the official rules, everyone would have enough time to appraise and judge.
Lucifer's hands were quick, and he grabbed the nearest crystal. It was the size of a fist.
Given his cultivation, it was easy to appraise. He poured his consciousness into the crystal and felt the pulsing life energy within.
The rich life aura immediately enveloped his mental power, giving him the urge to absorb it into his body.
But Lucifer quickly came to his senses.
He couldn't help it.
If he absorbed this energy, it would be a problem. Why else would he need the exuvium technique in the first place?
He didn't want to absorb these vital crystals and become an alien.
What's more, there were four Skyfire Avenue Paragons present. If anything happened, they would be the first to know.
Many of the people present had seen vital crystals before, but when they felt the energy of these crystals for themselves, it was obvious they were stronger than the ones they'd seen before.
The amount of life energy a crystal contained was directly proportional to the alien's strength.
The fact that the Eastern Alliance had so many vital crystals was a testament to their strength.
Of the eighty-four appraisers, only the Terminator didn't move. He didn't try to grab a crystal either.
"Aren't you going to take a closer look?" The Clockmaker asked the Terminator.
The Terminator shook his head. "What's there to look at?
There's no need to do this in Japan.
The Eastern Alliance has put on such a show. If these vital crystals are fake, how will the Eastern Alliance survive?
I think the most important thing for this appraisal day is to let everyone know how valuable these crystals are. That will make it easier to auction them off. "
The Clockmaker smiled. "I don't know about that. The Wine Master is in charge."
In fact, the Terminator was right. If they didn't have a clear view of the crystals, they wouldn't be able to sell them for a high price.
This batch of vital crystals had been carefully selected.
Some were strong, some were weak, and some were strong.
There were even a few that came from mid-level aliens. They were small, but their colors varied.
The energy they exuded was purer.
All of this couldn't be hidden from the eyes of these Adepts. They could see it clearly, and when they did, they liked it.
Jun 'er was also interested in the vital crystals. She wandered around the room, and when she came across a crystal that no one had bothered to appraise, she picked it up and felt it. Her face was thoughtful, like an adult's.
The more Metatron studied the crystals, the more he was surprised. The energy they contained was incredibly rich, some so thick it was almost viscous.
That kind of texture was simply too wonderful.
This allowed him to continuously record the characteristics of the Vital Crystals with different serial numbers on his communicator.
It was for the sake of the auction.
As the appraisal time went on, everyone became more and more amazed by the Life Crystal. Or rather, they were amazed.
Most of them were high-level Adepts, and had a certain understanding of vital energy. At the very least, they were familiar with their own. But the more they knew, the more they understood the importance of it.
Possessing a large amount of life energy meant that one's lifespan would be long, and it could even directly indicate one's strength.
The value of a warship was high, but compared to life, what were these external objects worth?
These appraisers were representatives of their respective factions, but their eyes were filled with a burning desire.
If he could obtain a piece of Life Crystal and use it on himself, then his lifespan would be greatly extended. It wouldn't be a problem for his body to age. Metamorphosis, metamorphosis, didn't metamorphosis mean aging and genes?
The huge amount of life energy would even allow the body to have a better evolution, which would also have a beneficial effect on future cultivation.
Beep beep.
The communicator on the Clockmaker's wrist beeped. She looked down at it, then turned to the Terminator. "I'm sorry, I have something to do.
Wine Master, come with me for a moment. "
The Wine Master walked over to her side and whispered something to her. She shook her head, and the two of them walked through the door of light.
Everyone else was immersed in the process of learning from the vital crystals, and very few noticed their departure. The Keeper and Bookworm, the two Paragons, were still present on Skyfire Avenue.
They were in the Astral Sea Domain, so even the Terminator didn't think they were in any danger.
The Wine Master and Clockmaker left. Just then, someone stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.
At this moment, he was holding a bluish-purple Vital Crystal in his hand.
It was thick and viscous, like a liquid. At first it wasn't strong, but upon closer inspection it was clear that it contained a vast amount of vital energy.
It made people feel like they couldn't stop.