My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death-Chapter 1592 - 1569 Time Ocean_1
Chapter 1592: Chapter 1569: Time Ocean_1
Chapter 1592: Chapter 1569: Time Ocean_1
At this moment, within the sealed off territory of the Netherworld Clan, numerous Saints from the belly of the Great World have all descended here.
“Fellow Cultivators, I am here for no other purpose. I bear a grudge against the Saint Master of the Netherworld Clan, who I am here to avenge.”
“Once the Netherworld Clan is annihilated, you may take this territory as you wish.”
Thus spoke Xu Fan, his voice echoing lightly.
The gaze of many Saint Masters fell upon Xu Fan.
“After all, the Netherworld Clan has integrated into the Great World. You can’t just wipe them out with just your words.”
“Given me face, let this be. I will lay out a feast, you all toast to each other, bury your grudges and grievances, how does that sound?” A Saint with a kind face proposed.
Upon hearing these words, Xu Fan chuckled.
“Just how big is this face that the Saint Master offers, I would like to see.”
Several enormous wills, suddenly locked onto Xu Fan. Subsequently, countless Supreme Laws descended, attempting to suppress him.
Xu Fan just calmly sensed his own divine consciousness.
“Very interesting. I feel that this Saint Master’s face isn’t that big, I’m sorry, but the Netherworld Clan must be extinguished,” Xu Fan leisurely replied.
At this moment, 16 Saint Masters surrounded Xu Fan.
“I ask you one last time, will you give me this face or not?” That friendly-looking Saint Master’s voice became sharper.
Just as all the Saint Masters were about to take their shots, a giant, life-giving hand suddenly appeared in the sky, firmly holding all Saint Masters.
In that instant, every Saint Master felt that everything about them was under the control of this mighty hand.
“Tell me again, if I can afford to give you this face.” Xu Fan stated flatly.
“Yes, yes of course!” That Saint Master who had been speaking was shocked speechless.
“Then tell me, what should I do now? Should I give you face and let you all go?”
Xu Fan waved his hand and a tea table appeared, then he leisurely began to sip his tea.
At this moment, all the Saint Masters controlled by the mighty hand showed expressions of horror.
“Don’t worry, I am kind by nature and dislike seeing the life and death struggle.”
“But you guys offended me so easily and for that, I am unhappy.”
“Tell me, what should I do?” Xu Fan sipped his tea and asked.
“I am willing to offer all my wealth, only hoping the Daoist will spare us,” the kindly-faced Saint Master suggested.
“You want to save 16 lives with your wealth alone? This seems somewhat inappropriate. If others found out, they might think I can be easily bullied.”
As Xu Fan spoke, he glanced at the ongoing battle within the territory of the Netherworld Clan.
The battle was fierce, both sides fully deploying their firepower.
“We are all willing to offer all our wealth, only asking the Daoist to show mercy,” Other Saint Masters quickly caught Xu Fan’s meaning, all decisively offering their own wealth.
Compared to their lives, everything else was unimportant.
“That’s fine, hand them over first.”
The giant hand gave them some room to move.
Soon, sixteen Spatial Treasures appeared before Xu Fan’s eyes.
He examined each one slowly, releasing one after he had checked it.
“You are all quite honest, none of you dared to hide anything.” Xu Fan was somewhat disappointed; he had been looking forward to what it would feel like to crush a few Saint Masters.
The battle within the territory of the Netherworld Clan lasted for 400,000 years.
Apart from the Saint Masters of the Hidden Spirit Sect, almost everyone else was revived by Xu Fan at least hundreds of times.
After the battle ended, the entire territory of the Netherworld Clan was reduced to ruins.
The Netherworld Clan perished in this undeveloped region of Chaos.
Having settled the matter, Xu Fan led the crowd back to the Chaos Land Avenue.
As soon as they returned, all the Saint Masters in the Chaos Land Avenue came to visit.
“Fellow Daoist Xu, hurry, let’s go claim those Chaos Lands together, or else others will take them all.” The Heaven Burning Holy Lord said anxiously.
Without the addition of Lord Xu to their ranks, their pace in the Chaos Lands was incredibly slow.
At this moment, Zhang Xueling just came out of Xu Fan’s Interstitial World.
“Perfect timing, go out and fight for a few places for our sect.” Xu Fan waved his hand and dispatched all the Holy Lords from his sect.
Xu Fan thought that before he left, it would be best if their sect could increase the number of Holy Lords.
At that moment, a large divine consciousness suddenly descended on the Chaos Land Avenue.
“Lord Xu, could you come over for a chat?” came Dao Yun holy lord’s voice.
At this point, all the Holy Lords of the Chaos Land Avenue looked at Xu Fan.
They were all unaware of when he had become the Holy Lord.
In an undeveloped area of Chaos, a palace stands among it.
Inside the palace, various beautiful women shuttle back and forth, serving Daoist Spirit Cloud and Xu Fan.
“What business do you have, fellow?” Xu Fan asked.
“A Second Realm Powerhouse wishes to suppress me, please, friend, assist me.”
“What’s in it for me?” Xu Fan asked indifferently.
“If the Human Clan’s Alliance remains stable, your sect will become the second major force within the alliance.” Dao Yun holy lord said.
“That’s a Second Realm Powerhouse, though. Could it be blocked just with the Second Realm Hong Meng Supreme Treasure in your hands?” Xu Fan challenged.
“It could, but it can only resist.”
“I know a bit about that Second Realm Powerhouse. If we can combine forces to extinguish him, I can become a Second Realm Powerhouse, at that time, I can take a Supreme Oath, guaranteeing eternal wealth for those of your lineage.”, Dao Yun holy lord said.
“Huh, the abacus in Dao Yun holy lord’s mind is truly loud.”
“As that Second Realm Powerhouse is going to attack, I might take action, but to suppress a Second Realm Powerhouse…”
“You’re thinking too much.” As soon as Xu Fan finished speaking, he disappeared.
Dao Yun holy lord, glancing at the empty spot across from him, had a cloud of gloom gathering in his eyes.
In the small courtyard of the Hidden Spirit Sect.
Xu Fan took out his already emptied little book and wrote “Dao Yun holy lord” on the cover.
“Just as I thought everything was almost perfect, someone had to make trouble just as I’m about to leave.” Xu Fan sighed.
In the short exchange of less than a quarter of an hour, the Dao Yun holy lord was sentenced to death in Xu Fan’s heart.
He must be killed before leaving, or Xu Fan would feel uneasy.
“Master, there’s been a change with the Primal Lord,” Pu Tao’s voice sounded.
“Really, have the attackers become the defenders?”
Thinking of the Primal Lord, the corner of Xu Fan’s mouth lifted slightly.
“According to the master’s plans, the situation with the Primal Lord has reached its final state.”
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A light curtain appeared in front of Xu Fan, on it, Spiritual Moon Sovereign and Primal Lord seemed to be deeply in love, like a newlywed couple.
At this moment, the Primal Lord’s status had grown to become the peak of the Chaos Great Saint, a peak that could touch the quota.
“Not bad, he didn’t disappoint my delicate plots back then.” Xu Fan laughed.
In the undeveloped area of Chaos, Xu Fan just stood quietly in the unopened Chaos material, his eyes closed as if he was quietly feeling something.
In Xu Fan’s perception, an endless Time Ocean appeared.
In the ocean, numerous real spirits were converging, and guided by the pull of cause and effect, Xu Fan found an old beggar.
“I didn’t expect it, you really are just an ordinary old beggar.” Xu Fan said with a nostalgic look in his eyes.
He thought back to the years when he and the old beggar had relied on each other for survival.
While reminiscing, the Time Ocean in front of him slowly dissipated.
