Chapter 1490: One Million True Spirits Reborn

Outside the large chaotic world, the boy in the white robe appeared before Xu Fan and Li Xingci.

Even though Xu Fan and Li Xingci had hidden their auras, the boy in the white robe still felt as small as an ant when he saw them.

This feeling was even stronger than when he had encountered that god.

Just as the silver-haired boy was about to speak, Xu Fan froze the flow of time around them.

Looking at the boy in the white robe, now frozen in time, Li Xingci spoke up.

"Master, I’ve searched through time, karma, and fate, but I can’t find any trace of the place in his memories. I think he must be from another Chaotic Mist Area where the human race resides."

"Your guess is correct," Xu Fan said, lightly flicking his hand.

A tiny River of Time appeared, which then began to expand until it reached the size of a full-fledged River of Time.

Within this River of Time, Xu Fan observed the birth and struggles of the human race in that Chaotic Mist Area.

"Seeds of the human race drifted into the Primordial Chaos Zone," Li Xingci remarked, intrigued by the origins of the human race.

"Our human race in this Chaotic Mist Area came about the same way, but we were fortunate enough to land in a newly formed large world—the Three Thousand Realms," Xu Fan explained.

In that other Chaotic Mist Area, the human race faced immense suffering, struggling to survive in a mature great world where they were constantly crushed like ants by overwhelming forces.

"It’s heartbreaking. Every time they face extinction, they lose more than half their population."

Suddenly, a strange giant bird flew through the human race’s territory in the River of Time, its mere presence killing half of them in an instant.

Witnessing this, Li Xingci felt a deep sense of sorrow.

"A nameless beast at the Golden Immortal level dares to act so recklessly," Li Xingci said, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Master, since they’re of the same race, can I go and help them?"

"It’s good that you have such thoughts."

With a wave of his hand, Xu Fan summoned a Chaotic Ship, as large as a small world.

He then brought Li Xingci into the control room.

"If the Chaotic Mist Area where this boy in the white robe comes from is within the star map’s range, I can allow a fragment of your true spirit to reincarnate there. The rest will be up to you."

As Xu Fan spoke, he guided a thread of the boy in the white robe’s fate into the control room.

Instantly, a massive three-dimensional star map appeared before them.

On the star map, the Chaotic Mist Areas shone like stars, forming dazzling rivers of light.

Among these rivers, one bright point stood out, radiating an aura similar to the boy’s.

"I found it," Xu Fan said, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

He thought to himself that if his disciple’s true spirit could reincarnate there, it would make for an exciting story.

The idea filled him with anticipation.

"By the way, Master, how will I return after I go?" Li Xingci suddenly asked.

"To return, you can notify Grape."

"Ah, Grape, select a batch of items from the treasure house for Xingci to take, as needed."

"Since it’s teleportation anyway, whether it’s one person or a group, why not issue a task in the sect? It could be a good way to relax," Xu Fan suggested.

"That chaotic land might be stronger than ours, but a single Chaotic Great Saint should be enough to help the human race establish a firm footing there," Xu Fan pondered and then said.

"Master, you always think things through. If I take a group of sect’s disciples there, we can definitely help the human race establish themselves quickly," Li Xingci agreed.

"That’s great! Grape, issue the task and see if any sect’s disciples respond," Xu Fan instructed.

"Also, no one below the Great Saint level should participate; they’d just cause trouble," Xu Fan added after a moment’s thought.

"Understood," Grape replied.

Soon, a special task appeared on the sect’s forum.

"Save the human race in another chaotic land. The goal is to help them establish a foothold there."

This task quickly caught the attention of all the sect’s disciples, and in no time, over ten million disciples had signed up.

Although the task offered no rewards, the description of the struggling human race in that chaotic land moved all the Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples to compassion.

Since it involved true spirit reincarnation, with their origins in the sect, even if they died, they could be revived in the sect.

Thus, the signing disciples were eager to reincarnate their true spirits to save the human race there.

"Master, the number of applicants has exceeded 30 million. Should we…?" Grape inquired.

"The population there is under a billion, so sending 30 million at once is too much," Xu Fan noted.

"We’ll do it in batches; first, select the 1 million with the strongest abilities," Xu Fan decided.

"Understood," Grape acknowledged.

Outside the Three Thousand Realms, Xu Fan held a miniature small world containing the true spirits of one million disciples.

A massive star map shimmered before Xu Fan, then rapidly expanded to the size of the Three Thousand Realms.

The chaotic land was located at the center of the star map.

With a gentle wave of his hand, Xu Fan sent the small world floating toward a specific chaotic land on the star map.

A supreme law crystal, three yards in diameter, appeared behind Xu Fan.

It then shattered into a long rainbow, carrying the small world infused with the true spirits of one million Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples into that chaotic land, disappearing from sight.

At that moment, many watching disciples outside the Three Thousand Realms sighed in unison, regretting not being part of this exciting event.

"The name of that chaotic land is ‘Strange.’ It’s truly not a good name," Xu Fan remarked, shaking his head.

Meanwhile, in the chaotic land of "Strange," in a large world inhabited by the human race,

a million streams of spiritual light suddenly appeared above the human territory, then spread in various directions like tadpoles.

In the palace of the human king, the king looked at the information before him with a headache.

"The Ghost Mountain has arrived; the territory of the Master of Myriad Hands is about to expand here. It’s certain death not to worship him," the king said.

"If we worship the Master of Myriad Hands, who knows if Ghost Mountain will sense it and devour all the human race’s vitality," he added.

"Why is the human race so difficult?!" The human king’s eyes turned red as he expressed his pain.

"Summon the major ministers of the human race to the palace to discuss the relocation," the king ordered, his voice heavy with fatigue.

The guard beside him felt both admiration and a hint of pity.

Over the years, if it weren’t for the king’s diplomatic efforts, the entire human race might have faced extinction numerous times.

At that moment, the minister in charge of people’s livelihoods rushed out in a panic.

"Your Majesty, news has just come from various cities; pregnant women have given birth simultaneously," the minister reported.

"According to the summary, there are at least a million born at the same time!" the minister said in distress.

"One million babies were born in our human territory in an instant?" The human king looked at the minister in exhaustion.

"Yes, even some premature babies were born, and their sizes are no different from normal infants," the minister confirmed.

"The most crucial part is that every child is protected by divine light; I can’t tell if this is an auspicious sign!" the minister added, bewildered.