Of the three million Destructions, more than two million had been slaughtered and devoured by Song Ankang alone. Including the hundreds of thousands he had slaughtered and devoured before, Song Ankang had already slaughtered and devoured over two and a half million Destructions.
Such an astonishing record brought Song Ankang a dense aura of fortune power that wrapped around him inside and out, so rich it could not be dispersed. Even ordinary children of destiny could not attain such a thing.
From then on, whatever he did would almost certainly go smoothly, aided by the tide of fate. Simply traveling the world, he could frequently encounter Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, exotic flowers and rare herbs. Even while cultivating, he could easily shatter through bottlenecks and shackles without facing any great hurdles.
Even for an existence like Song Ankang, the status of a Child of Destiny was of considerable help. Yet what truly stirred his heart was the rank above Child of Destiny.
Child of Fate!
These were the darlings of the Heavenly Dao Will, able to receive its greatest favor. Treasures would come to them on their own, disaster would turn into fortune, and breaking through realms would be as easy as drinking water. That was what felt truly exhilarating.
Apart from his gains in fortune, having devoured so many Destructions comparable to Holy Masters had piled all kinds of resources in Song Ankang's Space Treasure into an enormous mountain range, covering several hundred trillion square kilometers. Once integrated into his true world, they would surely bring tremendous benefits to it.
After all, these had all been Holy Master-level existences. The quality of the power within them was extremely high, far surpassing ordinary resources and treasures.
To put it bluntly, the gains from these few minutes of devouring rivaled