When the storm that had lasted for more than a year subsided, countless torn objects sprinkled down, making the smooth ground dirty and messy once again.
However, this was a dead planet, and there were no living creatures on it, so he could destroy it however he wanted.
The ball of light shattered into pieces. Those energy crystals instantly turned into a mist and flew toward Tang Zhen, who was slowly walking out.
Like a whale sucking in water, he absorbed all the remaining death energy in the surroundings. After carefully sensing the changes in his body, a smile appeared on Tang Zhen's cold and indifferent face.
"A year's time was not wasted!"
Compared to a year ago when he was in seclusion, his aura was more and more powerful, giving people a feeling that it was impossible to see through.
In fact, Tang Zhen's cultivation wasn't strenuous. In fact, he could even split his attention to manage the divine Kingdom in his mind while he was cultivating.
