Su Mo left the Ancient Spirit Star River, but news of the Ancient Dragon Hegemony, the legend he had forged during the contest, and the Wu Tribe's attack on the Nine Heavens God Slaying Array in order to kill him swept across the entire Ancient Spirit Star River like a raging tide.
Countless stars, countless factions, and countless races were shaken.
This was even more sensational than when Su Mo had slaughtered twenty million members of the Wu Tribe last time.
For a time, the entire Ancient Spirit Star River was plunged into shock.
Su Mo had defeated Xue Juntian despite being three levels below him, swept aside the five top prodigies, slain Wu Qiong, and caused a string of other sensational events.
Meanwhile, the countless people who had placed bets on the Heavenly Dragon Hegemony had practically lost everything, and cries of despair rang everywhere.
Because there had been far too few people who had bet on Su Mo's victory.
Nearly everyone who had placed a bet had chosen one of the five top prodigies, and without exception, they had all lost everything.
Yet there were also people who had made a fortune beyond measure. That was the Azure Divine Palace.
After all, Di Shi had wagered more than half of the Azure Divine Palace's wealth on Su Mo.
And more than half of the Azure Divine Palace's wealth was no trivial sum. It was the fortune Su Mo had obtained by devouring several cities of the Wu Tribe.
With odds of twenty to one, it was simply an astronomical sum.
When Di Shi and the Azure Divine Palace's upper echelon learned of the Heavenly Dragon Hegemony's outcome, they were overjoyed to the point of madness.
However, they did not make a show of it, quietly collecting all their