Solanky tapped the token and placed the first bid of 5500 red entity life crystals (R.E.L.C.), and the officiator smiled. Another bid of 6000 R.E.L.C. came in, and Solanky thought he was the wealthiest and began to relax, as if he had already acquired the slot. At this level of the bid, bidders who coveted the same item were allowed to see others' identities to exchange what they acquired later for other treasures of the same value. Solanky placed another bid of 7000 R.E.L.C. to increase his chances of obtaining the slot; a bid of 9500 R.E.L.C. came from the same being, who was an early peak-stage entity-level being. Solanky, being smart as ever, knew this being was trying to pressure him to spend 10,000 R.E.L.C. on the slot, which was unheard of. Solanky decided to play along and placed a bid of 9,990 R.E.L.C. The space was in an uproar as they saw the price of the slot skyrocket to surpass their clan's collective wealth. The peak entity competing with Solanky for the slot placed a bid of 10,500 R.E.L.C., as he was confident that Solanky really needed the slot, and per the aura simulation he got from the token's projection, he knew he was just a mid-stage entity, and he would have to deal with him after he obtained the slot. Solanky backed out of the bid, making the peak entity the winner of this bid and making him pay 10,500 R.EL.C, which was not easy to cough up for the peak entity level being. The officiator slammed her hand down and said, "Sold out. Congratulations, participant with token number: PE45800RTY, the slot of the desolate god's realm is yours to claim; deposit your crystals to pick up your slot." The peak entity was fuming with rage because the schemes he tried to pull on Solanky had backfired on himself, and he could only pay for the slot even if he didn't have the resources for it. The saint transcendent entity of the city, was enraged because he was also in on it with the peak entity to rip off poor customers indirectly by intentionally bidding, although they didn't have any for the treasure. He directed one of his subordinates to tail Solanky after the trade was over and make him pay for defying him. He had already sent a kill order of Solanky to his subordinates, including participant PE45800RTY, who was the most enraged because he would become a laughing stock at the end of the trade. The officiator said to herself, "He can refine wondrous pills and stay calm, even with a storm awaiting him after the trade. That means he's confident he'll survive. I'll watch from the shadows. That old hag will also act since he was indirectly implicated. I want to see what trump cards he'll use to escape a saint-level being as a mid-stage entity. I can't wait." Solanky, with his spiritual sense spread out, knew the dangers that were brewing in the shadows, and nothing escaped his senses. He sipped the juice as he waited for the trade to end and acquire the slot. If he fought with his true strength without using any techniques, he could easily match the saint transcendent old hag of the Abope city, even if he wasn't a transcendent entity yet. This was made possible due to the spear and his source defying body armor which had absorbed the energies and mysteries of the crimson engravings in his consciousness making it more resilient than ever granting him strength 9 million times the strength of an I.S.G with the armor on but his actual strength without the armor was still stuck at 980,000 for no some unknown reason no matter how hard he tried to advance.On the platform, the officiator clapped her hands, and all the light sources in the space went completely dark, with the spot she stood in being the only illuminated place. Solanky instantly knew the officiator used the special ability of the saint-emperor level transcendent entity, the absolute domain, without the other beings knowing what was going on. Solanky maintained a calm and composed attitude without giving out any trace of knowing what was going on. The officiator, noticing every being's breath in her domain, knew their true strength and identities, but she couldn't see anything about Solanky's true strength, which alarmed her, but she put that thought aside. She then waved her hand, and transcendent grass of eternity appeared before her. Although this was genuine grass, it had lost 70% of its energy. Solanky instantly knew that this transcendent grass of eternity must have been exchanged by one of the elders of the forsaken realm, which is why it landed in the hands of the officiator, who had used it and wanted to sell it off, as the transcendent grass of eternity was a tightly regulated herb in the entire beyond realm. For peak-stage entities and below, this was a massive gain because even if their bodies are destroyed, they could cultivate or recover them to their peak, and only 5% of the remaining energies would be lost. " Starting at 50,000 R.E.L.C., let the bidding begin. Solanky deliberately crushed his token, automatically dropping himself out of the bid." Other participants with weaker cultivation also dropped out, leaving it for the powerful to compete for. The price of the transcendent grass of eternity rose to 150,000 R.E.L.C. before it was sold. After it was sold, there were strange movements in the space as the weaker beings began moving towards the whirlpools and teleporting away before the killings began. The officiator said in a melodious tone, "This century's trade is over. I hope to see you all at the next trade. Remember, no killings in this trade space. You can leave through the whirlpools or wait for the ships that brought you here." All the beings present knew that waiting and using the ships was the worst decision one could possibly take, as powerful beings onboard could target them the moment they exited the trade space. Solanky followed the crowd, which was flying towards the whirlpool. He could sense hostile gazes on him from a distance, and amongst these gazes was the gaze of the officiator, the early-stage saint-emperor transcendent entity. Solanky ignored them and flew into the whirlpool. He knew that inside the whirlpool and on the other side, there were hostile beings waiting to pounce on him like wild dogs. Solanky prepared himself and spread out his spiritual sense to locate the being in possession of the slot in the desolate god region. He frowned because he realized the slot token was with the saint transcendent entity; he was on the other side of the whirlpool that is the city of Abope, close to the walls of the beyond realm, and a battle was bound to erupt. The moment he stepped through the whirlpool, he had already detected eighty mid-stage entities who coveted his treasures and wealth. Amongst these eighty beings, three were his colleagues who planned and entered the space with him, and the remaining were random participants whom he didn't even know, including ten of them from the Abope saint's subordinates. Solanky shook his head and said, "Even your friends covet your treasures and harbor ill intentions towards you. They dared to take action now." He spoke as if talking to the being he had sealed. "Well, leave your wealth and treasures here, and I will forget your actions today."
The eighty beings all laughed. One said, "This guy must be going crazy or hit his head on something." They all rushed at him, weapons drawn and techniques activated. Solanky sighed and said in a calm voice, "Fine, you asked for this."