In the area where a fierce battle had just erupted.
Yang Zheng had barely finished clearing the battlefield when his spaceship's scanner registered another signal. Three blips with weak energy signatures were sneaking closer.
"Even Initial Kings are coming to pick up scraps now?"
"They have a death wish."
The blips on the screen had extremely weak energy signatures, only at the Initial King level.
Yang Zheng was not surprised that this continent had attracted Initial Kings. Clearly, they had heard the news and wanted to try their luck in this newly discovered region.
In a Cosmic Secret Realm that had yet to fully evolve, the appearance of stable regions meant treasures were very likely to emerge.
And those who arrived first could often reap astonishing wealth.
Yang Zheng was the perfect example. In just a few short years on this continent, he had collected treasures worth over ten trillion.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The spaceship rapidly closed in on them. Three Azure Hooks turned into streaks of dazzling light, instantly crossing the intervening space and piercing the spaceship.
The three Initial Kings inside its command room were utterly annihilated the instant the Azure Hooks touched them, without even getting a chance to scream.
All that remained were a few floating weapons, several World Rings, and the punctured spaceship.
Yang Zheng expressionlessly raised his hand and collected the spoils.
Opponents of this caliber did not even qualify to make him take things a little seriously. They were merely a few insignificant appetizers in this hunting feast.
Time continued to pass.
Yang Zheng's hunt swept through the Prison Race faction descending upon this continent like a storm of death.
With his top-tier scanner, his phantom-like hunts were terrifyingly efficient.
The Prison Race-
More precisely, quite a few Kings from the Prison