Before long, that world had grown to the size of an ordinary Chaos Land.
At this time, all of Xu Fan's disciples could feel that the world where their Origin Essence karma resided was slowly growing stronger.
Within the Space Crevice, Xu Fan stood outside the world, looking at the Great World that had already finished its rapid expansion.
"Million years is plenty of time. No rush—we'll search slowly."
Xu Fan was no longer especially eager to reach the Holy Lord realm.
But the things he wanted to do could only be done after becoming a Holy Lord.
Xu Gang appeared beside Xu Fan.
"Master, when will you become a Holy Lord?" Xu Gang asked.
"Getting impatient?" There was a trace of amusement in Xu Fan's voice.
"Some things can't be helped," Xu Gang admitted.
After seeing Xiong Li become a Holy Lord and slaughter his way in all directions, Xu Gang had to admit that he was a little jealous.
"Take it slowly. Your path, along with that of your junior brothers and sisters, differs from theirs." Xu Fan gazed into the distant reaches of the Space Crevice.
"I understand, Master." Xu Gang nodded.
"But don't be anxious either. It'll be soon enough. Once your master becomes a Holy Lord, do you still need to worry about being unable to become Holy Lords yourselves?"
After saying that, Xu Fan led all his disciples out of the Space Crevice and back to the Three Thousand Realms.
One day, a melodious bell rang throughout the entire Hidden Spirit Sect.
All the disciples sat cross-legged in the rear courtyard of the main peak, looking in astonishment at the figure atop the peak.
Xu Fan did not waste words and began preaching the Dao directly.
The entire Hidden Spirit Sect immediately sank into