Chapter 1095

"Everyone, stop talking. Please transform into Longevity Fruits."

Fang Han smiled. He too had awakened from his cultivation, and his entire being's power had received an explosive boost. Seeing the ten Divine Sovereigns arrive, his face showed an expression of warm familiarity.

From within his body, the branches of the World Tree suddenly manifested and pierced straight through one of the Divine Sovereigns. Instantly, all of that Divine Sovereign's divine power began to pour madly into the World Tree, about to condense into a Longevity Fruit.

"You—how could you have the World Tree? Damn it, you're not Taihantian, you're Fang Han! Fang Han, don't refine me! Among the Divine Race I hold an extremely high position. I have many Divine Sovereigns under me, several thousand Divine Kings, over ten thousand Divine Lords, and several hundred thousand troops of the Divine Race—all of them can be given to you for cultivation. Besides, I also have treasures in the Void God Realm—all of them can be yours. I can't die!"

This Divine Sovereign had originally worn a teasing look in his eyes, because he was connected to the Void God Realm at every moment and had recovered a good deal of his cultivation base during the time just now. But now, feeling the World Tree entering his body, he immediately began to roar wildly—louder even than the voice of a Dragon Race cultivator who had cultivated the Great Roaring Art.

"What a load of nonsense."

Fang Han simply grabbed out with a great hand, urging the World Tree within his body. Suddenly that absorbing force grew even more terrifying. Within a few breaths, this Divine Sovereign, who had cultivated to the Longevity Third Layer Grotto-Heaven realm, was on his last gasp. Then with a wretched shriek, his entire being completely transformed into a Longevity Fruit.

"Let me see—Three Thousand Great Daos, Great Curse Art, Great Severing Art, Great Collapse Art, Great Devouring Art. What a waste—you only cultivated this little of the Great Dao divine abilities? Still the ones I know…"

Fang Han sensed the things upon that Longevity Fruit and discovered that although there were four kinds of Great Daos upon it, they were all ones he had already practiced. This Divine Sovereign's value to him was therefore not great. Rather than refining this Longevity Fruit himself, it would be better to bestow it upon his subordinates—perhaps it would greatly raise the strength of his disciple followers.

"Damn you, Fang Han, you won't die a good death, won't die a good death! Our Divine Race will not let you off. Your fate is bound to be destroyed by our Divine Race—utterly destroyed!"

Divine Sovereign Yan Feng, seeing this scene, flew into a towering rage and wanted to fight desperately. But with a single grab of his great hand, Fang Yu directly suppressed this Divine Sovereign until he had no ability to resist at all.

This Divine Sovereign was also a master of the Longevity Fourth Layer Chrono-Light realm, having cultivated a full two thousand units of Primeval Dragon Power. Placed among the Chrono-Light realm masters of all the myriad worlds, he would have been an invincible existence—his magic power was more than double that of the vast majority of Chrono-Light realm masters. But encountering a monster like Fang Yu, there was simply nothing he could do.

Despite his hoarse, desperate roars and howls, it was all to no avail. Under Fang Yu's suppression, he too became a Longevity Fruit.

This Longevity Fruit was another one spanning dozens of li around. It grew looking nothing like a Longevity Fruit—it seemed like a small island.

"Three Thousand Great Daos, Great Glory Art, Three Thousand Great Daos, Great Myriad Gods Art? Excellent."