Chapter 1037

Chapter 1037: Loss

"Retreat!"

In the end, both the human race and the Saint Moon Tribe broke through space and fled.

"We are willing to offer half of our treasure vault, begging for the quasi-saint to intervene!!" The Golden Winged Roc panicked and immediately offered his highest bid.

Suddenly, a massive water bubble appeared in the sky, trapping the humans and Saint Moon Tribe members who had escaped through space.

At this moment, the elderly man with white hair and his four disciples grew visibly tense; the situation they had feared most had come to pass.

The quasi-saint from the beast race had made his move, and they were forced to use their ultimate trump card.

"Little brother, it seems I’ve dragged you into this mess. You should self-destruct along with these Saint Moon Tribe puppets soon."

"My disciples and I are also prepared to self-destruct, but it’s a shame we couldn’t take anything from the Golden Winged Roc’s treasure vault."

"Years of effort wasted," the elderly man with white hair sighed.

At this moment, Xu Fan was weighing whether it was worth it for him to step in.

"Brother, how much Xuanhuang aura did you manage to gather from the beast race?"

"And how many Time Treasures do you have?" Xu Fan asked discreetly.

"I have 97 crystals of Xuanhuang aura; after all, the beast race wouldn’t keep all of it in one place."

"As for the Time Treasures, there are a few more than what I sent you last time," the elderly man with white hair replied quickly.

"Brother, I’ll need 80 crystals of Xuanhuang aura because I’ll have to expend it when I act," Xu Fan said after a moment of thought.

If Big Brother self-destructed along with his disciples, Xu Fan would gain nothing. Comparatively, it was more advantageous for him to intervene.

"Fine, as long as you can handle it, I don’t mind giving you all the proceeds from the treasure vault this time," the elderly man with white hair replied.

Just then, a Golden Immortal from the Saint Moon Tribe appeared beside the elderly man with white hair inside the bubble.

The elderly man quickly handed over all his Xuanhuang aura to the Saint Moon member.

"Thank you for your intervention, quasi-saint. We will deliver half of the treasures from our vault shortly," the leader of the Golden Winged Roc Great Luo said respectfully, though his gaze was filled with killing intent as he looked at the humans and Saint Moon Tribe trapped in the bubble.

At that moment, the six Golden Immortals from the Saint Moon Tribe suddenly gathered together and formed a strange Formation.

They then merged into one, transforming into a single Saint Moon member.

This new Saint Moon member’s aura surged until it reached the peak of Golden Immortal before stabilizing.

A flower of pure brilliance appeared in his hand, and with it, he forcibly opened a spatial teleportation formation within the quasi-saint’s sealed bubble, leading directly to human territory.

With a final wave of his hand, he sent the elderly man with white hair and his four disciples into the formation.

After completing this, the Saint Moon Golden Immortal summoned a Moon God Sword and slashed through the space bubble with a single strike.

The attack obliterated the Golden Winged Roc Great Luo who had been besieged by the Saint Moon Tribe.

The Saint Moon member then exploded into radiant light, instantly destroying six nearby Demon Cities.

The remaining Great Luo from the beast race who had been attacking them were also caught in the blast and severely wounded.

All of this happened in an instant, leaving the quasi-saint from the beast race, who had been observing the battlefield, momentarily stunned.

"The six Golden Immortals of the Saint Moon Tribe united, broke through my blockade, and even annihilated one of the beast race’s Great Luo?" The beast race’s quasi-saint murmured, falling into deep thought.

"This doesn’t feel right; I need to check it out," said the quasi-saint from the beast race as he closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, the two remaining Golden Winged Roc Great Luos on the battlefield looked completely bewildered.

At that moment, Xu Fan, far away at the Hidden Spirit Sect, wearily opened his eyes.

"50 crystals of Xuanhuang aura. If it weren’t for that beast race quasi-saint, I could’ve taken out all five of those beast race Great Luos," Xu Fan said with a hint of regret.

He then stumbled to his feet.

"Grape, teleport me to the Source Realm. I need some time to recover," he said.

A teleportation formation enveloped Xu Fan and whisked him away to the Source Realm.

"Avatar Number Three is gone, and more than half of my source energy is depleted. It’s going to take me a few hundred years to recover from this," Xu Fan muttered with a bitter smile as he assessed his condition in the Source Realm.

"But it was worth it. At least I still have 20 crystals of Xuanhuang aura."

When he transformed into Avatar Number Three of the Saint Moon Tribe and used the Xuanhuang aura to break through space, he made sure to return the excess Xuanhuang aura to Big Brother.

He figured that the only way to escape from under the quasi-saint’s nose was to self-destruct Avatar Number Three.

So, he handed the extra Xuanhuang aura back to Big Brother.

Meanwhile, at the border of the human territory in the Immortal Realm, a rift in space opened, and the elderly man with white hair stepped out with his four disciples.

"Master, it seems Uncle’s avatar self-destructed, and we’ve also lost six Golden Immortal puppets," one of the disciples said.

"Let’s give Uncle everything we brought from the treasure vault," another suggested.

"Uncle’s strategy was sound; we just rushed into things and messed up," the eldest, Sage of Book Spirit, admitted.

"We’ll need to seek his advice more often when we return," he added.

"Even if you hadn’t said it, I would’ve done the same. Now you see how incredible your uncle is, don’t you?" the elderly man with white hair said proudly.

"At just the true immortal level, he found a way to help us escape from a quasi-saint’s blockade. Imagine what he’ll be capable of once he becomes a Golden Immortal—suppressing Great Luos will be child’s play," he continued, clearly impressed.

He hadn’t seen the second half of the battle, where Xu Fan’s sword strike obliterated the Golden Winged Roc Great Luo. If he had, he’d have been even more amazed.

"Of course, Uncle is amazing. When we trusted Master’s judgment and decided to follow him, we did so wholeheartedly and without any doubt," said the second brother, Sage Qi Bao.

"I’m glad you understand my intentions," the elderly man with white hair said with a satisfied nod.

"Now, let’s hurry and check on your uncle."

"Right, let’s go. We should bring him some Xuanhuang aura to help with his recovery," Sage of Book Spirit agreed.

When the master and disciples arrived at the Hidden Spirit Sect, they found Xu Fan in seclusion, recovering. Since he couldn’t receive guests, Grape handled the interaction.

The elderly man with white hair, having visited the Hidden Spirit Sect many times, was familiar with Grape.

"Grape, how’s your master doing? Losing an avatar is a heavy blow to the spirit, and those six Golden Immortal puppets need to be replaced," the elderly man with white hair asked with concern.

"Master’s source energy is severely depleted. It’ll take at least 300 years for him to recover," Grape replied.

"As for the six Golden Immortal puppets, they can be replaced by refining new ones with the necessary celestial tools," Grape added.

"Here’s the agreed-upon share from the treasure vault. Take it and store it in your vault," the elderly man with white hair said, handing over six top-tier space celestial tools.

"Understood," Grape acknowledged.

A teleportation formation appeared before the master and disciples, and the elderly man with white hair placed the six space celestial tools into it. Grape promptly stored them in the vault.

"We’ll take our leave now. If your master needs anything, make sure to let us know," the elderly man with white hair said warmly.

Truthfully, he wanted to see Xu Fan himself to make sure his good younger brother was alright.

"Welcome back anytime. If there’s a need, I’ll be sure to inform you promptly," Grape replied politely.