"Miracle Power +100,000."
"Miracle Power +100,000."
"Miracle Power +100,000."
Mu Yuan stood inside the City Lord's Mansion, on a towering pavilion with a broad view.
His eyes were closed, and his arms were spread as though embracing the world.
In his "eyes," the world was pitch-dark and deathly silent—gray, black, lifeless, without a trace of light. Yet within that gloomy world, a streak of rainbow-colored light suddenly appeared.
Then more and more rainbow-colored points of light bloomed in succession. The points and orbs of light floated upward, like gorgeous fireflies drifting through the air.
The fireflies grew more numerous, gradually illuminating the gloomy world until they hung high overhead like stars filling the sky.
The stars gathered together, forming a brilliant rainbow-colored river of stars.
The river of miracles began as a stream and grew steadily larger, gradually becoming a brook, a river, and then a great river. Its surface surged magnificently, and the splashing waves were flowers of peerless beauty, each symbolizing a miracle.
Vast quantities of Miracle Power converged from all directions!
The corners of Great Lord Mu's lips lifted slightly. This was exactly as he had planned. No—it was even more perfect than he had planned.
The amount of Miracle Power gathering this time could be called the greatest in history! He had never seen such a dazzling river of miracles.
Previously, the greatest amount of Miracle Power he had ever gathered had been when he commanded the Broken Island War Zone and defeated the Dragon Sleeping Valley vanguard led by the Ice Burial Grand Duke.
At the time, the 300,000 soldiers in the war zone had contributed a full four million points of Miracle Power to him.
He had suddenly become rich.
Today, Tian Yuan City had around 500,000 outsiders, along with slightly more than 300,000