Stream Spirit's vast mountain emerged.
Countless streams were born from thin air.
Flowing down the mountain.
Countless knee-deep streams appeared, flowing endlessly.
As the streams appeared, life began to sprout on this great mountain.
Su Qing narrowed his eyes, looking around.
It seemed Stream Spirit's plan was a success.
The Chaos Guards in the surrounding Chaos World were of a very low level. Even with the appearance of such a massive mountain, the most powerful being Su Qing saw was only a Chaos Guard Captain.
There were simply no more Advanced Chaos Guards.
Su Qing quietly watched Stream Spirit's creation unfold.
In the end, it had truly become a world of endlessly flowing streams. There were countless such streams; they had length but no endpoint, an ability inherent to the Grand Thousand Realm.
Su Qing possessed this ability as well.
'But why had Stream Spirit succeeded?'
'Perhaps it was because of the Breath of Chaos.'
