They could still feel the terrifying high temperature and aura, which frightened them.
[Trigger successful, killed a Level 8 Ghost King, strength +0.6, Ghost Power +0.6%]
Mu Rufeng cast another spell.
Then, Mu Rufeng removed the Absolute Defense.
The blast impact had already dissipated, the lava beneath their feet still emitted terrifying heat, and the air all around them burned with purple flames.
Yet, such high temperatures and flames could no longer affect Mu Rufeng now.
Even more, with a wave of his hand, the purple-black flames burning in the space rapidly gathered in the palm of Mu Rufeng.
At this moment, he hovered in mid-air, his body exceptionally tall, covered in purple flames. His eyes swept over everyone, and no one dared to meet his gaze.
"The area is too small, otherwise I could have tried the Fire God's moves," Mu Rufeng thought to himself.
Fire God Descent wasn't merely about enhancing the power of fire magic, it held even greater might.
Just that, before he could go all out, an attack with a millionfold power was triggered.
Mu Rufeng looked at the place where Sulfuric Acid had stood, and to his surprise, found no item had dropped.
"It must be because it was already wagered in the bet, so it cannot be dropped," Mu Rufeng could only guess.
"Thud thud thud, thud thud thud!"
Suddenly, the betting screen rang with the sound of a gong.
"This battle's victor is Mr. Mu!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Mu, who wagered 9.5 million Soul Power and an ability, betting on his own victory, returning the principal and successfully winning 10 million Soul Power."
A massive amount of Soul Power descended around Mu Rufeng and then directly merged into his body.
At this moment, Mu Rufeng already possessed nineteen million five hundred thousand Soul Power.
If converted to soul banknotes, that would be one hundred ninety-five billion.
Indeed, gambling is the quickest way to make money, but it can also lead to rapid ruin.
"Congratulations Ms. Zhao Tian, who wagered 950,000 Soul Power, successfully winning 3.8 million Soul Power."
"Congratulations Ms. Zhao Tian, who wagered two abilities and one powerful item, returning the principal and successfully winning two abilities and one powerful item."
"Ha ha ha ha!" At this, Zhao Tian burst out laughing again.
This time, despite only having triple the odds, she definitely made more than last time.
Moreover, her talents also increased, significantly boosting her power.
Suddenly, talents and Soul Power shot out from the screen and entered Zhao Tian's body.
"Thud thud thud! Thud thud thud!"
The sound of the gong resonated again.
"Congratulations Murong Qingqing, who wagered 1.02 million Soul Power, successfully winning 4.08 million Soul Power."
"Congratulations Murong Qingqing, who wagered two talents, three abilities, one powerful item, and one Rule Type Item, returning the principal and successfully winning two talents, three abilities, one powerful item, and one Rule Type Item."
A similarly massive Soul Power shot out and later landed on Murong Qingqing, along with those talents, abilities, and items.
This girl made even more than Zhao Tian.
The people around were numb to Mu Rufeng's wealth and power, as after all, he was genuinely rich and powerful, even capable of instantly defeating a Level 8 Ghost King.
But for Zhao Tian and Murong Qingqing, both Level 7 Ghost Generals who they had often seen,
witnessing familiar faces succeeding evoked envy and jealousy.
If not for being unable to take action in Golden City, they would have been itching to plunder them right there and take everything.
Especially the few girls together with them, their jealousy drove them mad.
"This round's total wager on Sulfuric Acid was eighteen million three hundred thousand Soul Power, you have won one million eight hundred thirty thousand Soul Power," another voice came from the screen.
Mu Rufeng paused slightly.
Goodness, these people wagered quite a lot.
But then again, it made sense as this battle had attracted many abnormalities to place their bets.
Indeed, not a single guest believed in Mu Rufeng, all bets were on the Level 8 Ghost King Sulfuric Acid.
"Click!" A crisp sound.
The cage door opened.
Seeing this, Mu Rufeng slowly flew out from inside and then landed on the ground.
His presence still radiated terrifying power, making it impossible for people to look directly at him.
Those abnormalities also couldn't dare to look directly at Mu Rufeng, their previous clamor had now completely silenced.
Soon, Mu Rufeng gathered back his Flame Armor and clipped the Magic Wand to his waist.
At that moment, Zhao Tian and Murong Qingqing hurriedly approached him.
"Mr. Mu," Zhao Tian was still in an extremely excited state.
Murong Qingqing was equally excited.
"Zhao Tian, did you say earlier that we could book a room upstairs?" Mu Rufeng asked.
"Yes, Mr. Mu, floors 4 to 10 of this place are all hotel rooms, totaling seven floors, ranging from low to high-grade, the fourth floor being the lowest, requiring only one hundred Soul Power daily..."
(Golden City actually has thirty floors, previously it was mistakenly written as five floors)
Before Zhao Tian could finish, Mu Rufeng interrupted, "Lead the way, book the highest grade."
"Yes, Mr. Mu, follow me," Zhao Tian immediately led Mu Rufeng towards the elevator ahead.
Murong Qingqing didn't speak, but she followed just behind.
Clearly, they planned to stick close to Mu Rufeng.
Mu Rufeng didn't mind; after all, it was just a gamble, having two beauties by his side was rather pleasing to the eye.