The remnants of the Three Kingdoms, aside from Shen Ke of the River-Devouring Cosmic Country who is a bit thorny, posed no threat at all.
In a mere moment, Wang Xu wiped out everyone on the spot, leaving not a single person alive.
"Quite a harvest," Wang Xu smiled, sweeping his large hand, and dozens of Space Rings with various forms floated over.
This area was silent and desolate, with only Wang Xu's solitary figure standing there.
He inspected carefully, flipped his palm, and suddenly dozens of map fragments appeared in his hand.
"Let's piece them together." The map fragments belonged to different maps. Wang Xu carefully observed and analyzed, and finally found that out of the dozens of map fragments, only five could be pieced together with the ones he already had.
Each map requires 9,999 fragments to assemble it.
Even with thirty million Cosmic Martial Artists combined, only three thousand maps could be completed, making it a daunting task to gather enough.
