Countless Chaos Runes poured from Xu Fan's body, gathering into a great formation around Wang Yulun.
Then, as if some force were being extracted from the Ethereal Projection's body, it gradually began to twist.
"You!!"
The Ethereal Projection's gaze toward Xu Fan slowly turned terrified.
"You can't do this!!" the Ethereal Projection shouted in panic.
"Why not?" Xu Fan asked blandly.
"I am one of the Human Race's foremost experts, one of the only two in the Three Thousand Realms with any hope of becoming a Chaos Saint."
"If you truly erase me and turn me into nourishment, our Human Race will be trapped in the Three Thousand Realms forever, never able to break free from this cage!" the Ethereal Projection shouted agitatedly.
"Oh, it seems you know something extraordinary."
"But that no longer matters. Once you become nourishment, my good brother will tell me everything," Xu Fan said calmly.
Xu Fan then reached out and lightly pointed at Wang Yulun, who was wrapped in Chaos Runes.
At once, the Ethereal Projection was dragged back into Wang Yulun's body.
"Ten thousand years—I can afford to wait." Xu Fan looked at Wang Yulun, who had turned into a Rune Ball.
"Brother Xu, am I really going to stay inside this Rune Ball for ten thousand years?" Wang Yulun's voice came from within the Rune Ball.
"You guessed right. When you awaken again ten thousand years from now, you will be one of the foremost experts of the Three Thousand Realms," Xu Fan said with a smile.
"Then what about True Self's Confidantes?"
"What else can be done? Those who planted the trees before, let those who came after enjoy the shade. Once you devour True Self, you will be the only one throughout all ages. You will inherit everything he had,"