A cage condensed from Human Race Merit and destiny firmly trapped that Furball Outer Realm Heavenly Devil.
At last, Xu Fan returned to his main body.
By the enormous lake, Xu Fan sat in a small leaf-shaped boat, letting the lonely vessel drift with the wind.
He thought of the words the Great Luo Elder of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect had said to him before leaving.
"Under normal circumstances, we would not meddle in the grudges between your Hidden Spirit Sect and the Dragon Race."
"But things are different now. The Human Race of the Wood Origin Immortal Realm is at a critical moment of peril. If we do not unite and gather our destiny now, it will be easy for those Foreign Races to exploit the situation and break us one by one."
"So at such a crucial time, if any of the Human Race's major forces encounter trouble, we must bear it together."
"If we still do not stand by the strength of the Human Race in our own Immortal World at a time like this, we will be laughed at by the Human Race of other Immortal Worlds."
"So even if the Ancestor Dragon of the Dragon Race truly descends upon the Wood Origin Immortal Realm when the time comes—"
"Together with the quasi-Saints, our major forces will still be able to handle it."
Xu Fan's first reaction upon hearing those words was not gratitude, but trouble.
If those major Human Race forces truly acted that way, then the karma he would owe would be enormous.
When the time came, in the battle between the Human Race and the various Foreign Races, his side would have to go all out. Hiding in the back and coasting would be impossible.
"If they really manage to hold back