My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

A year later, Hidden Spirit Island left the ruins of the Immortal World.

Looking at the 120,000 Xuan Huang Qi stored in the storage bag, Xu Fan's expression was alternately excited and somewhat regretful.

"Did I undervalue it?" Xu Fan said, rubbing his chin.

"My husband, you've done enough. I feel that the ruins of the Immortal World made all sacrifices for that saint, who couldn't break into the Immortal array," Zhang Weiyun suggested with a smile.

"Maybe we could squeeze out another 10,000 or 20,000 Xuan Huang Qi."

"Shall we go back and ask for more?" Zhang Weiyun proposed.

"I've agreed, there's no going back on my word." Xu Fan said, looking at the Immortal Tool holding the Xuan Huang Qi in his hand.

120,000 Xuan Huang Qi was enough for him to decipher the outermost runes of the system.

"But I feel that our sect being able to detect the ruins of the Immortal World certainly has a lot to do with my wife."

"What kind of reward would you like?" Xu Fan said, laughing and pulling Zhang Weiyun closer.

"Well, could my husband accompany me on a tour of the Sect? There are many scenic places in the Sect that I've never been to." Zhang Weiyun suggested after some thought.

"Alright, there are indeed many scenic spots in our Sect, and many small worlds cultivating spiritual beasts and Immortal Medicines are worth a visit. I'll take you to see them."

At first, Xu Fan wanted to go into closed-door cultivation to decipher the system, but then he thought that he could spare the time. Keeping his wife company matters more.

Half a year later, once the game event ended, Xu Fan began a grand lecture to the whole Sect that lasted for a hundred years.

Xu Fan transformed into three thousand versions of himself, each seated in one of the 3000 dojos, imparting the Dao to disciples of different paths.

This time, whether from the Inner or Outer Sect, Hidden Moon Sect or Demon Division, anyone on Hidden Spirit Island had the right to enter the dojos.

In a vast dojo, Xu Fan laughed as he looked down at various incarnations of tree spirits, flower spirits, and medicinal spirits.

All the True Spirits below looked up at Xu Fan on the stage with reverence, as if they were looking at the final faith of their own.

"The path of plants, the cycle of time, blessed by heaven, self-conceived and born..."

In another small world dojo, all the disciples in it were Sword Cultivators.

The whole dojo small world was filled with various dense Sword Intent.

Xu Fan raised his hand lightly, and the consciousness of all the Sword Dao disciples in the dojo was taken by him into a special Sword Dao world.

This Sword Dao world evolved slowly from the beginning, Xu Fan gradually imparted his insights into Sword Dao to the consciousness of the Sword Dao disciples.

The Five Elements Dao, Cycle of Reincarnation, Spatial Dao, Devouring Dao, Law of Causality, Destiny...

Every kind of Dao had a varying number of disciples listening.

The most peculiar of which was the Insect Dao. It was extremely niche, with only one disciple listening.

"You are very courageous. Your Beast Control is close to the Golden Immortal Realm, those two controlled beasts are also about to be nurtured to the Golden Immortal level, can you give up on Beast Control just like that?" Xu Fan asked the disciple who switched to Insect Dao.

"I feel that Insect Breeding is the unique Dao in my life. I seemed to see the future from the River of Time when I touched the Insect Dao," the disciple replied.

"So I decided to turn to Insect Breeding." That disciple then opened his palm, on which was a tiny insect, about the size of a bee, but radiating terrifying energy.

"You indeed have the talent for the Insect Dao." Xu Fan laughed and then the Sound of the Great Dao emerged.

The hundred years passed like flowing water.

When all the disciples were immersed in the ocean of the Three Thousand Great Dao, Xu Fan stopped preaching.

After the preaching, all the disciples went into closed-door cultivation to consolidate the gains brought by the hundred years of preaching.

Xu Fan was leisurely drinking tea in his small courtyard.

"This time, the five generations of disciples who flew up to our Sect and the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect can almost all reach the True Immortal Peak."

"Pu Tao, where are we now?" asked Xu Fan.

"Master, during your sermon, we passed the first immortal world and are currently stationed outside the second one on the way," Pu Tao replied.

"Keep going. It seems I need to retreat for a while. We can dock at the immortal worlds along the way after my disciples come out of retreat," said Xu Fan.

"As you command, Master."

The Hidden Spirit Island, which was originally docked outside the immortal world, started again.

At this moment, a River of Time appeared above the Hidden Spirit Island.

"Pu Tao, carefully observe the state of the River of Time," Xu Fan ordered.

At this point, the River of Time above the Hidden Spirit Island moved along with the island.

And the disciple receiving the appraisal in the River of Time was as usual.

Just as Xu Fan was observing the River of Time, the foreign saint who had been looking for Xu Fan suddenly felt a different aura.

The foreign saint instantly changed direction and broke through the air towards the Hidden Spirit Island.

As Xu Fan was observing the state of the disciple in the River of Time, he suddenly had a whim.

Xu Fan's expression changed.

"Pu Tao, activate the Sect defense system and speed up the flow of time in the River of Time," Xu Fan said quickly, and he himself entered the state of the peak of Daluo.

Two hands, like stars, encompassed the entire Hidden Spirit Island.

Then endless Dao scriptures appeared outside the two hands, forming the toughest protection outside the beast.

"I didn't expect that my aura exposed in the River of Time could be detected by the foreign saint."

"I should have thought of it earlier~ It was a miscalculation."

Xu Fan at the peak of Daluo Saint, looked towards the direction the foreign saint was coming from.

"The more you chase me now, the happier I will be when you die."

The Three Thousand Great Dao circulated in Xu Fan's eyes. The words he just said were imbued with the Dao of destiny and directly boosted through cause and effect to the foreign saint who was pursuing the Hidden Spirit Island.

The foreign saint who was in pursuit suddenly trembled, then stopped and sensed around somewhat bewilderingly.

"Who is plotting against me again? Forget it, I can't care about that much now. I'll take care of that little bug first."

The foreign saint continued to move forward, three times faster than before.

A massive divine consciousness sealed off the area around the Hidden Spirit Island.

A huge hand shimmering with a green light firmly grabbed the Hidden Spirit Island.

"Xu Fan, do you know the saying, 'all beings are ants beneath the saints'?"

"You small bug, contending with me for so long, can be proud."

"Interesting little bug, goodbye~"

The giant hand holding the Hidden Spirit Island was about to squeeze the entire island into dust.

But with just a little force, it found that the Hidden Spirit Island was incredibly solid, and the foreign saint could not crush it for the moment.

"This ant of you has some tricks."

A dark purple cloud with an incomparably evil aura appeared in the sky, quickly surrounding the entire Hidden Spirit Island and corroding it from the inside.

In the Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan was staring closely at the disciple in the River of Time in the sky.

"The defense was inadequate, now we are at a loss," he said.