Where its gaze fell, the Dark Tide followed.
In a corner of its perception image, inky darkness churned, engulfing and devouring the last remaining Totem pole among the embers of a race.
The traces of that race ceased to exist.
The Dark Tide surged onward without pausing.
The impassioned pursuit of dreams, the struggle against the odds in desperate circumstances, the tragic, heroic epic of a rise to power... all traces of Linggu's struggles were buried beneath the churning Dark Tide.
Just as Evil Eye had said: We do not care about their former glory, only how much nourishment they provide when they wither.
After devouring the Shouxu Race, a flood of information surfaced in Di Nian Evil Spirit's mind.
He discovered that the Dark Tide energy yielded by the entire race was less than that of the dismantled Pseudo-Rule Mirror.
Clearly, the Shouxu Race's rise had depended almost entirely on the Light Mirror.
Based on the information recorded within the Light Mirror, Evil Eye concluded that the Shouxu Race's inspirational rise consisted of 87.3% cheats and 12.7% effort.
The Dark Tide continued its advance.
Just then, Evil Eye's voice sounded in Di Nian Evil Spirit's mind:
"Di Nian, stop. Going any farther is risky."
Di Nian Evil Spirit nodded. The Dark Tide surging ahead immediately stopped some distance from the Golden Ocean Domain, splitting into multiple streams that roamed around its outskirts to gather information.
One thing was clear: this Golden Ocean Domain held enormous energy reserves.
If he could consume it, the strength of the Dark Tide under his control would rise by two to three levels.
But his current strength was nowhere near enough to consume it. He would need help from the Player Race and the Combat Zerg.
Before that, he needed to gather enough intelligence