"These... are all True Gods, and not one of them is weak... the weakest has the battle strength of a Middle-Tier True God!"
Fan Tianhe's voice was stammering.
He was truly frightened by Ye Chen's audacity.
If it were an Initial-Tier True God, with enough trump cards, it might be worth a try.
But a Middle-Tier True God is countless times stronger than an Initial-Tier True God!
At this level of powerhouses, every slight improvement results in a huge leap in battle strength!
Ye Chen: "No worries, give me your two divine cores, and then you can leave."
Fan Tianhe: "..."
With a gritted tooth, he handed the two divine cores to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen put away the divine cores and looked up at the battle area.
He originally had eighteen divine cores, which could barely unleash True God strength after invoking the Glory of the Gods.
After slaying the god-level of the Hundred Spirits Race, he had nineteen divine cores.
Now, he obtained two more divine cores from Fan Tianhe.
