Chapter 1192: Success

"You stole their aeonfruits?" Hegemon Brightshore asked.

Ji Ning silently mused to himself, "I didn't just steal their fruit, I uprooted their tree." Still, Ning didn't feel much sympathy or guilt towards the Aeonians. This was a race that delighted in devouring cultivators! He really had no idea why Autarch Bolin had created such a race of progeny.