At this moment, Su Tao was frantically devouring this fortune.
Those golden streams of energy flowed into Su Tao's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Su Tao's body began to tremble violently.
His aura began to surge wildly.
Mid-stage Level Four Quasi-Saint.
Late-stage Level Four Quasi-Saint.
Peak Level Four Quasi-Saint.
BOOM!!!
Level Five Quasi-Saint!
The instant he broke through, heaven and earth trembled.
Countless bolts of thunderclap exploded in the Void. The Heavenly Dao was roaring in fury.
Because what Su Tao had used was a forbidden art, an evil technique intolerable to the Heavenly Dao.
Yet Su Tao did not care in the slightest.
His aura continued to rise.
Mid-stage Level Five Quasi-Saint.
Late-stage Level Five Quasi-Saint.
Peak Level Five Quasi-Saint.
BOOM!!!
Level Six Quasi-Saint!
At that moment, the entire Southern Region was trembling.
Countless old monsters hidden away from the world were jolted awake from seclusion, staring in horror toward the Great Frost Imperial Dynasty.
They sensed that aura—evil to the absolute extreme, powerful to the absolute extreme.
That aura made their minds quiver and their souls tremble.
"What... what the hell is that?!"
An old monster muttered, his voice filled with terror.
No one could answer him.
Because no one knew what it was.
At this moment, the Great Frost Imperial Dynasty had been completely reduced to a land of death.
Those trillions upon trillions of living beings, the countless cultivators, the many powerful experts—all of them had been drained dry.
Their life force, their cultivation, their souls, their very existence—all had been transformed into Su Tao's power.
The entire imperial dynasty was deathly silent.
The mountains remained, and the rivers remained, but all those who had once lived upon this land had vanished.
Not even bones remained.
Only empty cities and silent immortal