When Fang Qing gathered many Great Tomb Marks into one body, and when more and more forces came under his command, an invisible, vast torrent of fortune and faith continuously converged upon him.
This power was immense, far surpassing the combined total of the Dao Protector Alliance's trillions upon trillions of ordinary believers, because this was the faith and fortune of millions of Great Emperor-level experts.
Every Great Emperor was the darling of an era, of a world. The fortune and will gathered upon them were terrifyingly high in quality.
With such an enormous and pure power converging, Fang Qing's aura underwent another qualitative leap.
Driven by this power, his energy index completely broke through a certain critical point and reached an unprecedented, terrifying height—millions—and it was still continuing to grow.
At that moment, Fang Qing stood in the void of the Divine Tomb's core region. Behind him was a dark, endless army of experts—millions of Great Emperor-level masters.
This was a terrifying force powerful enough to sweep through any era, any star region.
Even if placed in the period of the Ancient Divine War, it would absolutely be a powerful legion that could not be ignored.
And at this moment, all of them hovered quietly with Fang Qing at their center, waiting for his command.
That atmosphere of killing intent, solemnity, and fanatical faith was enough to make any being who saw this scene tremble in terror.
"Now, we push through."
Fang Qing spoke, his voice very calm.
But when those words fell into the ears of the millions of Great Emperor-level experts behind him, they ignited the hottest battle intent within them.
Push through.
With absolute power, flatten every obstacle, crush all resistance, and conquer every territory within sight.
This was no longer the previous three-way balance between