Chapter 1166

Chapter 1166: Saint of Tianbei, Outer Disciples

At this moment, the deep purple mist had gradually dissolved the outermost layer of scriptures and was now creeping towards the two Giant Hands shielding Hidden Spirit Island.

Xu Fan, however, remained calm, his gaze fixed on the disciples within the River of Time.

“The fate of our sect hinges on how swiftly you can overcome your tribulations,” Xu Fan remarked.

As if hearing Xu Fan’s words, the disciple in the sky released all his defenses, allowing the River of Time to wash over him.

His body and spirit were now fully exposed to the relentless flow of the River of Time.

Xu Fan quickly took out a Xuanhuang Great Nourishing Holy Elixir and fed it to the disciple.

Half an hour later, the River of Time disappeared from the sky.

By then, the deep purple mist had already seeped through one of the Giant Hands and was corroding the outer layer of Hidden Spirit Island’s defensive formations.

“Enough of this. I won’t linger here any longer.”

A surge of Xuanhuang aura transformed into liquid and flowed into Xu Fan’s spirit.

A powerful aura, intertwined with the threads of time and fate, emanated from his body.

Outside Hidden Spirit Island, the alien saint, who had been plotting how to torment Xu Fan, suddenly felt a shiver run down his spine.

He turned slowly, only to find a pair of enormous eyes glaring at him from behind.

In that instant, the entire star region seemed to freeze.

Within this space, it felt as though all paths and laws had ceased to exist.

The alien saint stared into those giant eyes, and a deep chill surged from the depths of his heart.

He sensed an invisible force unraveling everything he had built across the Three Thousand Realms.

Karma, his physical form, his past, present, and future—all seemed to be dissolving into nothingness.

A profound terror gripped the alien saint.

“No! Stop!!”

Desperately, the alien saint began to employ every means of defense to prevent his existence in the Three Thousand Realms from being erased.

At the same time, the deep purple mist that had been corroding Hidden Spirit Island vanished.

Seizing the opportunity, Grape swiftly maneuvered Hidden Spirit Island to escape.

As the island fled, the giant eyes in the star region disappeared, leaving the alien saint still paralyzed by fear.

Meanwhile, Hidden Spirit Island, now teleported to an unknown star region, began to assess its new surroundings.

“Master, we’ve deviated slightly from our original course and have been randomly transported to the edge of the Abyss of the Three Thousand Realms,” Grape reported.

“Calculate how long it will take to reach the Da Zhou Celestial Dynasty,” Xu Fan instructed.

“Thirteen thousand six hundred years,” Grape replied.

Xu Fan sighed softly. It was a reminder that meddling with forces beyond his control was unwise.

“Let’s proceed slowly toward the Da Zhou Celestial Dynasty. That alien saint won’t dare to pursue us for some time,” Xu Fan said.

He had just spent ten thousand crystals of Xuanhuang aura to activate his Future Self. Although it was just a pair of eyes, it was enough to intimidate the alien saint.

He also had his Future Self randomly open a spatial passage for Hidden Spirit Island to leave.

At that moment, Zhang Weiyun appeared beside Xu Fan.

“Husband, I feel like this area is somewhat familiar. It seems like the road to the outer realms, the path to Wanquing Island,” Zhang Weiyun said, looking towards the distant perilous star region through the grand formation of the Hidden Spirit Sect.

“If that’s the case, then we have reached the edge of the Three Thousand Realms,” Xu Fan replied.

“Should we visit Huangshan while we’re here?” Xu Fan rubbed his chin and suggested.

Just then, a wave of thoughts enveloped Hidden Spirit Island.

“Master, I just received a message that the Saint of Huangshan is coming to visit,” Grape reported.

“Quick, please invite him in!”

Inside the guest hall, Huangshan looked at Xu Fan with curiosity.

“You indeed have a connection with the Yuanshi Sect; you can casually open a spatial passage to reach their doorstep.”

“Why don’t I open a passage for you to take Hidden Spirit Island to visit the Primordial Sect?” Huangshan said with a smile.

“Let’s skip that. I just wanted to say hello, but I didn’t expect you to come here,” Xu Fan chuckled.

It would be a joke to actually bring Hidden Spirit Island to the Yuanshi Sect.

Seeing those disciples from the Yuanshi Sect, the Hidden Spirit Sect Disciple he had spent years cultivating would probably become shy.

Just pulling any disciple from the Yuanshi Sect would be on the same level as Wang Xuanxin; visiting would only lead to suffering.

“Senior Huangshan, I have a matter I would like to ask,” Xu Fan said seriously.

“Go ahead, after all, we are all part of the same family now,” Huangshan replied gently, looking at him like a senior would a younger person.

“Once you reach the saint realm, can you instantly teleport to any area within the Three Thousand Realms?” Xu Fan inquired.

“Once you gain the approval of the will born from the heavens of the Three Thousand Realms, it’s like becoming a godson of that will. Only then can you traverse anywhere in the Three Thousand Realms,” Huangshan explained as he lightly gestured.

A spatial gate appeared in the grand hall.

Xu Fan sensed the aura of the Wood Origin Immortal Realm through the gate.

“Saints are not all the same. For example, the Tianbei Saint who is chasing you is merely a little saint recognized by his original immortal realm,” Huangshan elaborated.

Hearing this, Xu Fan promptly took out his little notebook, turned to the second page, and wrote down the four characters “Tianbei Saint.”

“What are you doing?” Huangshan asked curiously.

“This notebook contains all my enemies since I began cultivating, big or small, and I must repay them in the future,” Xu Fan replied as he put away the notebook.

“When you achieve sainthood, how do you improve further?” Xu Fan asked again.

When he entered the Great Luo, his path had nearly reached perfection, leading him to conclude the end of all paths lies above sainthood.

“Ha ha, your questions are too profound. If I told you now, you would only understand half of it,” Huangshan said.

“When you achieve sainthood and are recognized by the Immortal Realm, you will naturally understand where your path lies.”

“I came to find you for another reason,” Huangshan said, pulling out a talisman engraved with the symbol of the Yuanshi Sect.

“This is the sign of an outer disciple of the Yuanshi Sect. By infusing a tiny bit of your origin into it, you will become an outer disciple,” Huangshan said with a smile.

“I’m not sure if I want to join the Yuanshi Sect yet, so please take this back, senior,” Xu Fan politely replied.

“Are you sure you don’t want it?”

“Once you have this talisman from the outer disciple of the Yuanshi Sect, you’ll get a map of the entire Three Thousand Realms, allowing you to quickly reach any area you want.”

“Moreover, this talisman can connect to the outer realms, enabling you to witness a broader world.”

“Every talisman also provides three opportunities for saints to assist you.”

“Most importantly, you will receive a supplement of a thousand crystals of Xuanhuang aura every year,” Huangshan continued while retrieving the talisman.

“Senior Huangshan, I admit I was a bit rude earlier, please forgive me,” Xu Fan said as he quickly grasped the talisman and accepted it.

“You little rascal, always making a move when the opportunity arises!” Huangshan chuckled.

“Why didn’t you give this to me during our first meeting?” Xu Fan asked in confusion.

“Back then, your strength hadn’t met the standard, so you couldn’t enter the Outer Sect.

You also declined to join the Inner Sect, so that’s why…”