"Devour... Devour?"
"Why?"
"Divine Lord, what exactly have we done wrong?"
The group from the Undersea Divine Race all widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.
"Nonsense, if I don't devour you all, how could I, with just my talents, break through to the Saint Realm as quickly as possible?"
Feng Chuan sneered.
"Run!"
Those several hundred Divine Origin Realm Undersea Divine Race cultivators immediately scattered to escape, trying to salvage their lives and inform their counterparts near the Tree of Life.
Their Divine Lord was a Demonic Cultivator!
"Think you can leave? No chance!"
Feng Chuan laughed coldly.
A mere Divine Origin Realm if they could escape from the hands of a Quasi-Saint like him, he might as well smash his head against tofu and kill himself.
"Die!"
With a wave of Feng Chuan's hand, those several hundred Divine Origin Realm Undersea Divine Race members were gathered up and "boom"—exploded into streams of pure energy, which he devoured.