If the things within could be brought out, then the value of these missions could no longer be measured by Source Power alone.
Gu Shaoshang cared for nothing but Source Power, but that did not mean others cared for nothing else.
For Earth's Martial Artists at this moment, this would be an immense opportunity!
"Space-time..."
Teng Qingshan raised his head and glanced at the Space-time Gate, reverence rising in his heart.
Just earlier, he had crossed space-time and spent three months in the future of another incomparably distant universe, even bringing back a decent-quality knight's sword.
The power contained within this was enough to make him revere it as divine.
And this was not only for him. In the future, tens of millions of Earth Martial Artists would travel through the past and future, running through one incomparably distant universe after another.
Such power had already far surpassed the immortal experts he knew of.
Just how powerful was his master?
It was not the first time this thought had crossed Teng Qingshan's mind.
He had once been a Supreme Expert of the Nine Provinces Continent, able to shatter mountains with a wave of his hand. Now, he could cut off rivers and seas with a gesture, and crush continental shelves with a turn of his palm.
Yet he still could not see through his master.
He could not see through him. His strength was unfathomable, impossible to gauge; all Teng Qingshan could feel was bottomless depth.
Whoosh, whoosh...
Teng Qingshan's thoughts did not last long before light flashed across the Space-time Gate once more.
Thunder God had returned.
"I was careless..."
Thunder God wore a dark expression as he shook out his arm. There was even a trace of blood on his clothes, and it was impossible to tell whether