But to Su Changqing, this was putting the cart before the horse. It looked breathtaking at first glance, but in truth, it fell far short of pure killing power.
Aogu's only value was that he had given Su Changqing an idea.
Now, at the center of the colorless Thunder Sea, countless Chaos Treasures and weapon fragments fused into a river that came rolling toward him.
He had killed ten million Gods and Demons cultivators in one stroke, including members of the Immortal Palace and great clans. The resources they carried were almost beyond measure.
They glittered with crystalline light amid the chaos mist. Some were so formidable that even the five-colored Thunder Sea could scarcely destroy them!
The accumulated wealth of ten million Gods and Demons cultivators over endless years now poured into the Changqing Realm, becoming his foundation.
"Sure enough, murder and arson earn you a golden belt, while building bridges and mending roads leave no bones behind. A rule of every world."
Even a cursory look made Su Changqing's heart pound.
This time, he had made a fortune, but he had also stirred up a hornet's nest. It was easy to imagine the consequences.
There had been 138 million contestants in all. Some had obtained Thousand River Mountain through sheer luck, as Su Changqing had.
But the vast majority had been given theirs by the powers behind them.
Su Changqing had slaughtered far too many people this time—enough to shake the powers of more than half the Chaos Universe.
The vast river rolled on, crystal clear and flashing with countless treasure lights, before pouring into the Changqing Realm.
Along with it came countless fragments of Thousand River Mountain, surging in from every direction and blotting out the sky.
The light-year-wide Thousand River Mountain beneath Su Changqing swelled once