"Dark Domain Supremacy."
There were more than ten Two-star Supremacies. Everyone had to maintain order and intimidate the rascals. Holding a trading event was not much easier than maintaining the border defense line.
"Supremacies, thank you for your hard work."
Lin Feng gave each of them a million portions of world origin. Although it was not much, it could still increase their strength by some, and was equivalent to a hundred years of ascetic cultivation.
"Thank you, Dark Domain Supremacy."
"Haha, then we won't decline."
The dozen or so Supremacies happily accepted the million portions of world origin. Hence, they bade farewell and left one after another, heading for the border defense line. They were under immense pressure at the defense line, and could not afford any losses.
"Supremacy Round Heart."
