By the third day, Apocalypse, seated high above, frowned slightly as he looked down at the various warships below.
After three days of slaughter, why were there still so many factions here? A rough glance showed over a thousand Flying Boats—meaning over a thousand powers.
"Everyone, it seems you still haven't grasped the situation. I'll give you another two hours. Otherwise, we'll be forced to act personally."
Apocalypse clicked his tongue. Today was the day the Heaven-Reaching Tower opened, but without his permission, no one could even think of entering it.
Only after the quotas had been properly allocated would he allow anyone inside.
Though the major factions below were grinding their teeth in fury, they still forcibly swallowed their anger. The Star River Cosmos was not so simple.
Especially those supreme experts—every one of them possessed unfathomable, almost godlike means. If they dared lay a hand on Apocalypse now, their factions behind them would likely vanish into smoke the very next moment.
Within the Star River Cosmos, a Great Unity Mystic Immortal already counted as a true great power. After all, in an era where Golden Immortals did not appear, Great Unity Mystic Immortals were enough to reign supreme.
"They're coming."
At the very front, Gu Tianxing, dressed in black, subconsciously tightened his grip around the spear in his hand. The final ultimatum had been delivered; these people had now completely gone bloodshot with greed.
There was a Golden Immortal inheritance within. Even clearing only the first floor would bring heaven-shaking fortune—what if someone obtained the complete inheritance of a Golden Immortal?
No one could resist such temptation. After all, the strongest figures backing them were only True Immortals.
"Kill."
"Kill."
Almost instantly, countless factions that had endured three days of slaughter began killing once more. There was a