Zong Shen's fingertips brushed the lingering golden dust from the [Dimensional Anchor Prism].
Those fine particles carried the peculiar texture left behind by Spatial Solidification.
The howl, saturated with endless resentment and venom, still echoed across the ice plains from deep within the Ice Abyss fissure.
It intertwined with the roaring ice-and-fire purgatory created by the Entropy Reversal Field Core, forming a symphony of apocalypse.
The ground beneath his feet had yet to stop trembling.
Deep-blue energy fragments flickered across the scorched ice like dying stars.
"Still ninety-nine million left..."
Zong Shen swept his gaze over the diminished point total in the corner of his vision, his heart utterly unmoved.
His previous lavish spending had brought him strategic weapons such as the Funerary Golem, the Dimensional Anchor Prism, the Entropy Reversal Field Core, and even the Time Paradox Lens.
Their effects had been immediate. Whether something was useful or not, he, Zong, could tell at a glance.
Just now, he had forcibly torn down Everfrozen Cold Claw, that terrifying outpost spying upon the present world.
But accumulating foundations required not only the sledgehammer that razed cities and conquered fortresses, but also rare materials to solidify the base.
His consciousness sank into the exchange screen once more.
This time, his target was extremely clear.
[Rare resource materials (Abyss Exclusive)].
The screen shifted sharply with his will, revealing countless top-tier materials that would be enough to make legendary powerhouses fight to the death in the outside world, flowing before him like a galaxy.
They were dazzling and varied, radiant with brilliant light.
Naturally, the prices listed behind them also came with an astonishing number of zeros.
But just because other lords could not afford them did not mean Zong could not.
To him, his remaining points were merely numbers waiting to be