In the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan watched the developments concerning the Human Race in that Chaos Land and could not help stroking his chin. It seemed they had gone too far. There had been no satisfying thrill at all—they had simply crushed everything outright.
The Sect disciples who had transferred their spirits over wiped out every Foreign Race around the Human Race the moment they were born. Still unsatisfied, they cleared out all Foreign Races within several light-years.
This left Xu Fan with nothing to watch. It was all nothing but one-sided crushing.
Next time something like this happened, he would have to be more careful. He could not send over such overwhelming support, or there would be nothing worth watching. Xu Fan sighed.
The current Human Race truly had Saints walking the streets. Seeing a Chaos Saint from time to time was no longer unusual.
Only a few thousand years remained before he advanced to a Chaos Great Saint. At last, that moment was nearly here. Xu Fan lay on the recliner, gazing leisurely at the sky.
To him, advancing to a Chaos Great Saint was, for all intents and purposes, equivalent to becoming a Saint Lord-level powerhouse. Just then, a streak of black Flying Light flew toward the Small Courtyard from afar.
Master, I found a method! Zhou Kailing appeared in the Small Courtyard.
Tell me, what angle did you start from? Xu Fan asked.
Within the Chaos Time River, although the Nether Race had set up barriers in that regard, I could shift from the Chaos Time River to Fate, then from Fate to karma, and through karma penetrate into the Nether Race's river of fortune.
They could still see that, so I made another conversion. I directly used their vassal Foreign Races as seeds of