On the outskirts of the God Tomb Cluster lay a vast, empty expanse. Chaos filled this space, its laws shattered; spatial storms could be seen everywhere, tearing everything apart.
Within fragments of space, powerful ferocious beasts flickered in and out of view, constantly prowling through them and releasing terrifying roars that shook all directions.
Boom!
A giant hand descended from the heavens, crushing the sky and ripping apart everything with a single grab. In an instant, it seized those ferocious beasts and crushed them into essence that filled the sky, killing them all outright.
A figure slowly emerged from the void, then swallowed all the essence in the sky in a single gulp.
A faint golden divine radiance appeared around his body, only to completely dissolve away before long.
"Though these ferocious beasts are not particularly strong, they have lived in the God Tomb Cluster for many years and have been stained by divinity. It is not entirely without gain!"
Young Lord Ghost Luck spoke indifferently. He could feel the divinity within his body gradually increasing. He was in no hurry; it would accumulate little by little.
After devouring this divinity, the Ghost Luck Dao he cultivated became even sharper. As he devoured more and more experts and plundered their heaven-defying fortune, everything began going more and more smoothly for him.
This was the most terrifying aspect of the Ghost Luck Clan, and also the true reason why every race and every major power sought every possible means to eradicate them.
Now, only he remained of the Ghost Luck Clan. Only he truly knew the power of their genuine secret arts.
With the ability to devour fortune, he believed that it would not be long before he could prove his Dao. As long as he had enough fortune, there was