Even so, the Soul Race's resources had only managed to push the two of them to the Peak of Fusion Realm. My Dao, the Hundred Ghosts Dao, and the Dragon Race Dao were all incredibly resource-intensive, no less than resource black holes. After all, the Daos themselves were simply too powerful.
The fact that even a small portion of the resources remained was a testament to how extraordinary the Soul Race truly was.
With a thought, Jiang Qiu began to absorb these leftover resources. Suddenly, he felt a strange fluctuation from within, as if a consciousness of an extremely high level was resisting.
WHOOSH—
A large swath of resources became fuel for Jiang Qiu, nourishing his tyrannical body. Meanwhile, inside the Dragon Spirit Secret Realm Space, a dark gold token was left behind, inscribed with the words—Dusk Token.
With a casual grab, Jiang Qiu retrieved the token. He studied it for a moment, his brow furrowed slightly. "What is this thing?"
