Chen Ze surveyed Myriad Things Space with satisfaction. With a thought, his figure appeared atop the raised platform in Longqing City's plaza.
Countless cultivators had already gathered below. The moment they saw him appear, earth-shaking cheers erupted.
"Long live the Domain Lord!"
"Long live the Myriad Phenomena Domain!"
The waves of sound surged like a tide and refused to fade for a long while.
Chen Ze raised a hand, signaling for silence, his gaze sweeping across one excited face after another.
"In the destruction of Xuantian Hall, every one of you rendered great merit. All who took part may receive double contribution points."
"Long live the Domain Lord!"
The crowd shouted in unison, their eyes brimming with fervor.
Lin Bingchun stepped forward and clasped his fists. "Domain Lord, the effects of these fifteen spirit veins have far surpassed expectations. I just made a rough estimate.
The Spiritual Energy density in the Myriad Phenomena Domain has now reached more than ten times that of the Xuantian Continent!"
Chen Ze nodded faintly, then looked toward the people below the platform. "Everyone, disperse.
Now is the time for you to cultivate diligently. The future of the Myriad Phenomena Domain will still require your strength."
Everyone clasped their fists in salute, their eyes full of gratitude and reverence.
Some were so emotional that their eyes reddened, their voices choking. "Domain Lord's great kindness! We will never forget it for all eternity!"
"Domain Lord, we will definitely cultivate diligently!"
An elderly cultivator with snow-white hair trembled as he stepped out from the crowd and bowed deeply. "This old man has been stuck at the Nascent Soul Peak for three hundred years. I thought my lifespan was nearly at its end.
Yet now, nourished by these spirit veins, I can faintly sense signs of a breakthrough...