Thinking of the true reserves these factions possessed, Jiang Changkong fell silent.
How was he supposed to get anything out of their hands?
A bunch of people swimming in money. He had once thought there was only the Immortal Palace, but now he realized there were still plenty of rich people.
Jiang Changkong began gathering information on the specially approved martial arts associations.
Across the entire Federation, there were eighteen specially approved martial arts associations. Only three possessed the ability to mount independent expeditions into the starry sky.
The Galaxy Martial Arts Association did not have the ability to independently expedition into the starry sky. It could only follow the Federation or other martial arts associations.
There were quite a few top-tier major powers across the Federation—thirty or forty in total—but only five could launch independent expeditions.
Whether the three specially approved martial arts associations or the five top-tier major powers, none of them were in the Void Realm. They were out in the starry sky making their fortunes.
Of course, the remaining fifteen martial arts associations and top-tier major powers also took part in expeditions.
They joined forces for expeditions, pooling their funds to build starships and venture into the starry sky.
Otherwise, they followed the Federation and participated in its expeditions.
No matter which path they took, these martial arts associations possessed terrifying foundations.
The resources they acquired in the starry sky surpassed even those of the Void Realm. There was even more than one top-tier martial artist among them.
According to the information, if they spared no expense to nurture a single genius, these powers and martial arts associations could all create a top-tier martial artist.
The accumulation of countless years made Jiang Changkong's eyes turn red just thinking about it.
Compared to them, the first-rate powers