Outside the parallel universes, this was an undefined space.
Zhao Jin's figure appeared once more, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
“There are eleven people with over a million wisps of Destiny Force, two of whom have reached three million. The world has a total population of 7.8 billion, and because even ordinary people absorb the energy in the air year-round, they possess at least two units of Destiny Force.”
Although Destiny Force did not represent a person's strength with absolute certainty, it still allowed him to gauge their power to a certain extent.
A smile tugged at the corners of Zhao Jin's mouth. He did not care much about the martial arts of this world.
This so-called martial path allowed the human body to unleash terrifying power, but in Zhao Jin's eyes, it was nothing special because their martial path had already reached its end.
The evolutionary system he had personally crafted was the true grand path—an endless road of evolution.
Even the so-called gods were merely the starting point on this path of evolution.
“This world has already been marked. Now, I should save up enough Destiny Force to connect these two worlds, or even merge them.” Zhao Jin glanced at the universe of the martial arts world, around which a golden light that only he could see materialized.
Zhao Jin turned and flew back toward his own universe.
Just searching for parallel universes had cost him several million wisps of Destiny Force.
The Destiny Force required to connect or merge the two worlds for his own amusement would probably be measured in the tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.
Indeed, while he sought out more populations to increase his Destiny Force, he would never give up on having some fun. This was one of his few pleasures since becoming Destiny.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even need to think about spending massive amounts of Destiny Force to merge the two worlds; he could have simply gone over there himself.
By the time Zhao Jin returned to his villa, his Heavenly Domain once again enveloped the globe.
A look of surprise appeared in his eyes. “I was only gone for a short moment, yet five days have already passed here.”
The Heavenly Domain quickly fed back the events that had transpired during his absence.
Within five days, two more cities in the Coalition had been massacred by specters.
One was a major city with a population of several million, while the other had a population of a million. Nearly ten thousand specters and Evil Spirits were in a feeding frenzy, devouring every living thing.
Armies were devoured, and missile units were attacked.
Despair permeated the internet. The combined population of the three cities massacred by the specters had already exceeded five million, and that was not even counting Hama City, which had been swallowed by darkness.
In less than a single month, nearly ten million people had died in the Coalition.
Such a terrifying number affected even the people of the East Continent, leaving everyone gripped by intense fear.
“Fear and despair are the perfect breeding grounds for religion. Tang Yongyun usually keeps a low profile, but his ruthlessness is not a bit inferior to Liu Wen's. In fact, he might even surpass him.” Zhao Jin leaned back on the sofa, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He checked his Destiny Force. The spent points had already been replenished, with the total now directly surpassing thirty-nine million. Panic had swept across the entire globe, and the feedback of Destiny Force from both the widespread terror and the dead was considerable.
Inside the Imperial Palace in the Capital of the Nanming Kingdom.
He Wenxi stared at the intelligence report in her hands, her expression calm. “Tang Yongyun, now that you've seized control of the Coalition, you're letting the specters run wild. What on earth are you trying to do?”
Ever since Tang Yongyun went to the Coalition, she had no intention of interfering there. Tang Yongyun's previous trajectory had been clear at a glance.
He had always holed himself up on Goro Island to recruit people. For him to suddenly head to the Coalition and pull off something like this was completely uncharacteristic of his usual cautious style.
Upon analyzing this intelligence, she thought of Zhao Jin. It was highly likely that Tang Yongyun had received instructions from Zhao Jin.
In the underground space beneath Fengcheng.
The King of Specters had already grown to a height of twenty meters, and it sat upon a massive stone throne.
Several greyish-white tentacles extended from its back deep into the ground, spreading to parts unknown.
“Elder, what is Tang Yongyun trying to do?” In a corner of the underground space, Liu Zhian stared at his phone with a look of curiosity.
Beside him, Liu Qi was doing push-ups. A Buddha statue sat upon his back, its eyes turning slightly—it was a conscious Bizarre Spirit.
The gravitational field emitted by the statue subjected Liu Qi to immense weight with every push-up.
Listening to Liu Zhian, he turned his head and said, “Who cares what he's doing? Either way, all we need to do right now is get stronger.”
In the deeper darkness, six crimson eyes emerged, and a low voice rumbled, “For that kid to dare let the specters slaughter people so freely, he must have received instructions from Destiny.”
As he spoke, a trace of annoyance flickered in his eyes. If he hadn't lost the battle in Xichang, this task would probably have been given to him as well.
After some thought, Liu Wen paid no more mind to this. He began to absorb a red light in front of him that only he could see.
The Eye of Blood was active, though the amount he absorbed was not as massive as it had been in Xichang. After all, if the amount was too large, it would be noticed.
However, these past few days had already allowed him to recover to his peak, and he was growing stronger with each passing day.
“Just you wait, Earth Mother. Once I evolve again, I will slaughter all of your believers!” A look of pure hatred flared within Liu Wen's crimson eyes.
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