As he looked at the thousand-plus Eternal Dao Foundations floating around him, the Sea Clan Realm Master's face was filled with longing, hesitation, and reluctance.
Most of these harvested Eternal Dao Foundations, along with those Stage Two Half-step Creation Realm small worlds, had to be handed over to higher-ranking existences. They were not his to use as he pleased.
Moreover, using Eternal Dao Foundations now would actually be an enormous waste of resources.
After all, he was only an avatar. He needed external power to maintain his strength, and this avatar could not travel to the Vast Great World. Once the matter here was resolved, this avatar would dissipate.
However, to deal with Su Mo, he could only consume some Eternal Dao Foundations now.
After a while, the Sea Clan Realm Master sighed. He put away most of the Eternal Dao Foundations, leaving only a dozen or so behind, then began absorbing them.
The Origin Great World had fallen into an eerie calm because of the war between Su Mo and the Sea Clan, and because of the six realm masters' tyrannical and ruthless harvesting.
Even the once-lively Myriad Heavens Divine-Demon Battlefield had become exceptionally desolate. It was rare to see prodigies or experts of any race.
Those races that had been harvested feared the Six Great Super Races and those Realm Master-level existences. They did not dare show any reaction at all.
They did not even dare utter a single word of condemnation.
This was the sorrow of the weak.
The strong, meanwhile, could act without restraint.
At this moment, however, the Human Realm Domain was in utter chaos.
Su Mo's departure, along with the departure of all the Human Race's experts and core forces, had left the entire Human Realm Domain incomparably hollow and frail.
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