At this moment, the deep purple smoke had slowly dissolved the outermost Dao Scripture and was beginning to infect the two massive hands protecting Hidden Spirit Island.
Xu Fan remained unmoved, staring fixedly at the disciple in the River of Time.
"How much of the Sect can be saved depends on how quickly you cross the tribulation," Xu Fan said.
The disciple in the sky seemed to have heard Xu Fan's words as well.
He let go of all his defenses, allowing the River of Time to wash over him.
His flesh and Immortal Soul were directly exposed to the River of Time.
Xu Fan took out a Xuanhuang Great Supplement Divine Pill and replenished it into the disciple's body.
Half an hour later, the River of Time in the sky disappeared.
The deep purple smoke had penetrated the giant hand and begun to erode the outer defensive formation skill of Hidden Spirit Island.
"Well, I'm done playing with you here."
A great amount of Xuanhuang Qi turned into liquid and entered Xu Fan's Immortal Soul.
