Each Divine Kingdom Core was only the size of a calf, so Yang Fan was in no hurry to absorb them.
"Why were there so few Demigods this time?" Yang Fan asked, somewhat puzzled.
Yang Da answered calmly.
"Master."
"The most direct way to judge whether a Demigod is powerful is by the size of their Divine Kingdom."
"Last time, Master's Divine Kingdom was less than twenty million square kilometers."
"Many Demigods would have considered it an easy target."
"But now, the Divine Kingdom has reached eighty million square kilometers."
"Those who discovered Master's Divine Kingdom through their followers' exploration."
"Even if they sensed the aura of the Soul-Nourishing Wood, they might not dare make a move."
Yang Fan nodded slightly, understanding much more.
This differed from buying coordinates from the marketplace.
Divine Kingdom Coordinates obtained through a follower's own exploration would not directly enter the Divine Kingdom.
Instead, they would remain outside it, where they could observe the Divine Kingdom's approximate size.
With his current scale.
In the eyes of outsiders, he already counted as a powerhouse.
Naturally, that would make many people wary.
Of course, this was not absolute.
Those who still dared invade him now were either fools looking to make a quick profit or genuine powerhouses.
Fortunately, Yang Fan's luck was not bad.
The Soul-Nourishing Wood was about to mature, yet no terrifying opponent had appeared.
At that thought, Yang Fan's gaze gradually turned serious.
Once this harvest of Soul-Nourishing Wood was over, he would halt further planting. He planned to head to the Foreign-Race Divine Kingdom District of Primordial Academy.
Those Alien Race Demigods who had been penned up for countless years were not simple characters.
The fact that they had survived was proof of their strength.
Some had even buried Human Prodigies and Peerless