Another half month passed.
Yang Fan's life gradually settled into an almost extravagant tranquility.
Everything he ate each day came from the Divine Kingdom. The Spirit Rice was crystal-clear and melted in his mouth; the Spirit Fruit was sweet, carrying traces of spiritual essence; even the meat came from dragons and contained abundant energy.
Compared to this, even the so-called delicacies of Moon Fragrance Tower paled in comparison.
Every so often, he closed his eyes and sensed the Divine Kingdom, watching the steady increase in both the number and quality of his believers.
Everything was moving in the ideal direction.
The future seemed clearly visible.
"In a while, it'll be time for me to venture into the Primordial Battlefield!" Yang Fan said while pretending to nap, utterly relaxed.
At that very moment, a violent disturbance suddenly erupted from the depths of the Divine Kingdom!
"Warning! Warning!"
Yang Yi and Yang Er's voices rang out almost simultaneously, carrying an unprecedented urgency.
"Abnormal spatial tearing detected!"
"High-intensity invasion detected—Divine Kingdom Coordinates exposed. Believers of the Alien Race are attacking!"
Yang Fan jolted, abruptly sitting upright.
He needed no reminder. As a God, he had already sensed the changes within the Divine Kingdom's space.
Something was forcibly breaking into his Divine Kingdom!
His consciousness instantly withdrew from reality.
When he opened his eyes again, Yang Fan was already at the center of the Divine Kingdom.
At the edge of the Divine Kingdom, spatial rifts were being forcibly torn open one after another.
The rifts hung in the air like wounds, their edges twisted and trembling as silhouettes continuously emerged from the darkness.
The first to step through were huge Demon Monkeys, numbering more than a hundred million.
Their fur was coarse and black, their muscles knotted, and their eyes glowed crimson. Their auras