The Gray Mist Filled the Divine Realm

It was only a small piece of fruit...

Yet it had restored Lu Quantong's cultivation, though his origin had shattered and he had been crippled.

He had even advanced further!

Who could remain unmoved?

Immediately afterward, Lu Zoushun and the others saw their auras soar. Not only had they recovered their Demon King-level cultivation, they were even close to becoming Venerables.

In truth, the higher their level, the more important their comprehension of the Dao became.

The Dao laws contained in the plum flesh were more than enough to guide them to a higher realm. It was only that they could not fully absorb them in such a short time; they needed time to digest them!

"In less than a month... I'll become a Sub-Emperor!"

Lu Quantong spoke in shock.

"A Venerable... I'll be able to push open the door to Venerablehood within half a month!"

"Me too!"

Lu Zoushun and Lu Zoukuan were overjoyed.

Nearby, Ao Daotou, Peng Laisong, and the others were practically red-eyed with envy!

Such a divine fruit must have come from the Small Mountain Village Ao Wushuang had mentioned earlier.

The Dao laws and energy it contained were terrifying.

If they could get their hands on it, they could live a second life—and perhaps even glimpse the Imperial Dao.

Envy and jealousy!

"Clan Chief, Princess... could, could you give us just a little? We only need a sliver of the fruit!"

At that moment, Lu Xianjue spoke, drooling with desire.

He couldn't hold back any longer. This was a tremendous opportunity!

But Lu Shoushi simply swept his hand out.

Lu Xianjue and the others let out shrill cries. Their origins were completely destroyed, reducing them to true cripples.

That was their punishment!

Seeing this, Lu Quantong and the others felt even more fortunate that they