บท 1515: Chapter 1492: Harvest Leeks_1

At the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan watched the developments of the human situation in the land of Chaos and couldn't help but stroke his chin.

"It seems a bit too exaggerated. The satisfaction didn't come out, it was straight up crushed."

The moment the sect's disciples who had converted their spirits were born, they wiped out all alien races around the humans.

Then, feeling unrelieved, they cleared all alien races within a radius of several light amors.

Xu Fan couldn't find anything enjoyable about this, it was just a sweep.

"Next time something like this happens, I need to be careful. I cannot provide this kind of crushing support, it's not interesting," Xu Fan sighed.

Now, real saints are walking all over the human race; seeing a Chaotic Saint from time to time is not strange.

"A few thousand years short of being promoted to Chaos Great Saint, I'm finally going to wait for this moment," Xu Fan said, reclining in a lounge chair and leisurely looking up at the sky.