Chapter 1320: Transformation~

Six Holy Light Stars flickered in Youming Space, like a needle piercing through Yin’s soul.

Suddenly, Youming Space trembled, and all the Holy Light Stars burst open in an instant.

In the next moment, six more Holy Light Stars rose up.

“Little one, what connection do you have with the Holy Light Empire? This Holy Light chaotic Formation flows so smoothly under your command,” Ling’s voice rang out.

“Senior, I have a little mastery over the way of Holy Light.”

“Holy Light, Holy Sun, Fiery Sun, Heavenly Sun… I excel in all.”

Another six different types of Holy Light Stars rose.

The ghost face deep within Youming Space grew increasingly solemn.

Yin suddenly realized that he could not grasp this small Great Saint before him.

“Little one, be careful. This bastard is truly angry.”

As soon as Ling’s voice finished, countless underworld beasts surfaced in Youming Space, starting to devour everything within.

Whether it was Holy Light Stars or chaotic formations, everything was almost instantly consumed.

Countless underworld beasts surrounded the massive thousand-hand illusion, beginning to gnaw at it.

“Transform into light!”

The thousand-hand illusion, initially drenched in blood-red, instantly transformed into a Holy Light Star.

Then the numerous underworld beasts surrounding it began to dissolve.

At that moment, a hint of green light appeared on the outer wall of Youming Space and began to expand rapidly.

The underworld beasts within the space began to be infected as well.

“Path of chaotic poison! Little one, why not try to slay this bastard?” Ling’s encouraging voice echoed.

“Senior thinks too highly of me,” Xu Fan replied.

Then, Xu Fan revealed a small bug in his hand and gently released it into Youming Space.

The bug flew into Youming Space and, sensing the aura of the green poison path, was instantly attracted.

Upon contacting the green poison aura, it quickly started to reproduce.

One became two, two became four, four became eight.

Before Yin could deal with this poison, the bugs had already filled the entire Youming Space.

After absorbing all the poison, the bugs were drawn to Youming Space again, and they began to frenzy and consume it, multiplying more and more.

Just as these bugs were about to devour the entire Youming Space, suddenly, a massive chaotic River of Time appeared.

Yin’s figure emerged above the chaotic River of Time.

“Human race, I admit you have provoked my anger.”

“Today, I will show you what a chaotic saint truly is.”

Yin’s hand plunged directly into the chaotic River of Time.

At that moment, Xu Fan shuddered, feeling as though he was being controlled on a deeper level.

“The chaotic River of Time can erase your existence. The only regret is that you’ll die without pain,” Yin said with a hint of regret.

“Yin, you’ve really outdone yourself. To deal with a Great Saint, you even summoned the chaotic River of Time.”

“I’ve recorded this moment; I’ll make sure to share it widely within the clan later,” Ling’s voice chimed in.

“Quiet!”

A force from the chaotic River of Time gripped Xu Fan.

In Xu Fan’s perception, everything about him was being erased in this Chaotic Mist Area.

Xu Fan calmly gazed at the chaotic River of Time.

“Senior Ling, what does it cost for a chaotic saint to summon the chaotic River of Time?”

“The price is steep, especially for someone like him, who erases living beings within it. The cost is even greater.”

“After killing you, that scoundrel will need at least ten epochs to recover,” Ling explained.

Feeling himself slowly fading away, Xu Fan stared silently at the chaotic River of Time, his expression unreadable.

He sensed something familiar within the chaotic River of Time.

“Senior Yin, how about we make a bet?”

Xu Fan’s voice echoed above the chaotic River of Time.

“Oh? What kind of bet? That I won’t dare to kill you?” Yin’s voice was icy, like a classic villain.

“I bet you can’t erase my existence within the chaotic River of Time.”

By now, Xu Fan’s existence in the chaotic River of Time was already seventy percent erased.

His holy body and spirit were on the brink of collapse.

“Interesting. How do you plan to turn this around? Rely on Ling, who never stops talking?”

“I’ll take your bet!”

“If Senior Yin can’t erase my existence, how about living as a filthy bug for ten epochs?” Xu Fan said, now eighty percent erased.

“You’re down to twenty percent of your existence. Your holy body and spirit are about to crumble, yet you still talk tough.”

Just as Yin prepared to erase the last traces of Xu Fan, a lazy voice echoed above the River of Time.

“Change~”

In an instant, Yin’s massive form was twisted by a supreme power, transforming into a maggot writhing in a pool of slime.

The chaotic River of Time vanished, and Xu Fan’s erased existence began to rapidly restore.

“I knew you’d be there,” Xu Fan said, looking toward where the River of Time had disappeared.

“Little… friend, I admit I underestimated you before,” Ling’s voice came, followed by the appearance of a black-robed figure near Xu Fan.

Xu Fan waved his hand lightly, and a small sealing formation trapped the squirming maggot in the slime.

“Senior Ling, in ten epochs, Senior Yin will return to his true form.”

The sealed maggot floated slowly toward Ling.

“Haha, what you’ve done is far worse than killing him. This will torment him endlessly.”

“I’ll take Yin back to the clan and report everything that happened between you.”

“With a great being protecting you in the chaotic River of Time, the Underworld Clan likely won’t interfere,” Ling said, eyeing the sealing formation.

“Will Senior Yin’s family come after me?”

Xu Fan’s spirit and holy body rapidly recovered, reaching peak condition in moments.

“Of course, but they’re just a bunch of mediocre chaotic saints. You’ll handle them easily.”

“I need to hurry back and let the clan see this humiliating spectacle,” Ling said before vanishing.

The Chaotic Mist Area beyond the transfer exchange world returned to calm.

Only a vast expanse spanning tens of thousands of light armors remained eerily empty.

In the transfer exchange world, at the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan reclined in a chair, reflecting on the battle.

“That chaotic saint was all bark and no bite. Aside from summoning the chaotic River of Time, his other tricks were pathetic.”

Xu Fan recalled the lazy voice from above the chaotic River of Time and allowed himself a small smile.

“From the sound of it, my future self is doing just fine.”

“As for the chaotic River of Time, I wonder if my future self has found the way home.”