Are the Vidyadhara All Crazy?! (Continued)

After a less-than-humorous dry joke, several leaders successively brandished their weapons and minions, their killing intent shrouding the land like a materializing, monstrous sea of blood.

Although they were all commonly recognized as Abundance Mara-beasts and seemed like accomplices, in reality, aside from fighting the Xianzhou Alliance, the different groups shared no deep camaraderie. The only logic they understood was that the strong preyed on the weak.

At the peak of the Divine Tree, Amon pinched a freshly plucked fruit and tossed it into her mouth. It was plump, juicy, and sweet, and most importantly, it contained rich life energy.

One fruit brought a glowing complexion, two reversed aging, three kept youth unaging, and four granted instant ascension to immortality.

The effects were real and truly a miracle of the Abundance. It was just that this miracle had not been cultivated by the Abundance People watering it with one life planet after another, but had been personally planted by the demigod Amon, then irrigated with a single drop of blood from the Star God Body.

The Star God Mosaic had already completed its first step, and at that moment, this drop of Amon's blood was a genuine divine miracle.

"Well, everyone's pretty much here."

Amon glanced over the battlefield below.

Actually, the lineup was quite magnificent, consisting of heavily-bountied dangerous figures who were no less formidable than the Stellaron Hunters. Unfortunately, in Amon's eyes, they were just no-obs fighting each other and held no interest.

Amon looked upward, her gaze piercing through the firmament and surveying the increasingly massive fleet surrounding the planet—she knew that next, these fleets and the lives within them would become bait to lure the Star Arrow of the Emperor Bow.

*The quantity should be enough. Eating whatever it touches, a civilization like this is