There were hundreds among their kin, most of them in slumber, waking occasionally. Some became farmers on other planets, while others hid their identities to enjoy themselves in their own world, influencing the entire realm.
Some were like those mischievous fellows from the grand expedition, seeking fun in myriad forms.
But they were all wiped out at once, the cold kin now transformed into warm fruits. Although there were only a few hundred kin, the spirituality and energy they provided far surpassed billions of ordinary people!
After all, they possessed Quasi-5th Tier power. Even in Earth's Divine Era, they were equivalent to one of the twelve Olympian Gods, forming the true backbone of the Ninth Apostle.
Yet, in an instant, the entire backbone of the Ninth Apostle was seized and refined.
The old man's face lit up with unparalleled joy in a split second!
Meanwhile, the immature fruits on the Divine Tree began to mature rapidly.
