He almost crushed the soft persimmon.

The reason why this Qiong Qiu was lying here was to protect the Brahma heart fruit. As long as they revealed their divine-level pressure, tan Dahai and the others would make their move. With the intelligence of an ancient divine beast, they should know what to do, right? Mixed-bloods were smarter, and this rule should be no exception when applied to divine beasts.

With just a few words, Ling Chuxi and the others had already gotten closer to the poor beggar. They could even see the cold gleam on his sharp fangs.

"Cough!" Ling Chuxi unsheathed the Luo Chen sword.

"Do it!" Tan Dahai roared and led his men toward the Brahma heart fruit tree.

Everyone, including tan Dahai, was so excited that their faces turned red. Even their fingers were trembling slightly. After waiting for so many years, the day had finally come. With this Brahma heart fruit, they would be able to break through the final bottleneck and step into the divine level in one go.