Ethan tried to channel his mental power into the ring. The instant his consciousness touched it, his awareness plunged into an immense void.
A vast space stretched out before him—twenty kilometers long, twenty wide, ten tall. He was momentarily overwhelmed by the scale. Within this boundless expanse, countless treasures lay stacked and scattered in orderly chaos. Some items were so alien that Ethan couldn't even guess their purpose.
But one thing was clear: if he harnessed these resources, he could raise an army large enough to shake the world itself.
Martial artists depended on resources to grow stronger. Not everyone was an anomaly like him, progressing at monstrous speed. Without external aids, even the most talented cultivators would crawl forward at a turtle's pace.
