The Melee Was About to Erupt
First, Heitian, Heitian: 500000.
"How is this possible? In such a short time, Heitian's fortune points have increased by a hundred thousand?"
"Look, the Fortune Veins he just absorbed were all enormous. I didn't expect the larger Fortune Veins to be worth so many points. I bet each of those huge veins he just absorbed was worth tens of thousands of fortune points."
"Damn it, is he really going to monopolize every Fortune Vein?"
The eyes of everyone around Heitian turned bloodshot.
Taking away someone's wealth was like killing their parents. Heitian was trying to monopolize every Fortune Vein, cutting off their chance to seize an opportunity. Even though Heitian was one of the strongest experts among the hundred prefectures, they were furious.
At that moment, Fortune Veins were streaming toward the Heavenly Stele from every direction, and figures were drawing closer as well.
The Fortune Veins had all been nearby, on the other side. Now, drawn by Heitian, they were all heading this way.
If things continued like this, before long every Fortune Vein encircling the Heavenly Stele would gather here, only to be absorbed by Heitian.
The people who had followed the Fortune Veins here were astonished to see them all drawing near Heitian.
After those around them explained what was happening, they understood at once and glared at Heitian with bloodshot eyes.
But wary of Heitian's strength, no one dared make a move.
"Damn it, so what if you're Heitian? I'll fight you!"
At last, someone couldn't hold back. He shot forward toward Heitian, rule power surging from his body as he charged, intent on stopping Heitian from absorbing the Fortune Veins.
Before he could reach Heitian, another figure shot out and blocked his path, intercepting his attack and