After Fang Qing obtained the identity of Great Tomb Inheritor, many new thoughts flowed through his mind.
There was actually more than one Great Tomb Mark.
They were scattered throughout the Great Tomb's various core regions, waiting for those fated to discover them and claim them.
Each mark represented a portion of the Great Tomb's authority, but at the same time, it also marked an identity—a candidate for "Great Tomb Inheritor."
What was even more alarming was that, judging from the obscure information transmitted through the mark, the will of this Great Tomb did not oppose conflict between different inheritors. It was even encouraging them to fight, slaughter, and plunder one another's marks.
Because only when all the marks finally gathered on one person would that person truly have a chance to grasp the Great Tomb's core authority, uncover the Great Tomb's ultimate secret, and even... become the Great Tomb's new Master.
This was blatant gu-raising competition.
It threw all qualified experts into this enormous arena and made them kill one another until the sole victor was decided.
"Kill one another? Seize the marks?"
Fang Qing shook his head. "That is far too crude and wasteful."
For the other inheritors, perhaps they needed to gather the marks through slaughter and plunder, but for him, Fang Qing, there was no need to go through such trouble at all!
His Dao was the Dao of Chaos Primordial, the Dao that encompassed all things and smelted everything. His goal was to establish a divine kingdom that ruled over all realms.
Since the other "inheritors" were also rare experts and resources, why kill them? Wouldn't it be better to subdue them directly and seize their marks, strength, and fortune?
Fang Qing's idea was simple and domineering.
What he wanted was not only the marks