Chapter 1452: Lives and Deaths Are Small, Social Death Is Great

At this moment in the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan and several disciples were cracking sunflower seeds while watching the light curtain.

“Master, do you think we can pull out any useful information from his mind?” Xu Yuexian asked, gazing at the evil expression of the Great Saint of the human race in the light curtain, her eyes sparkling with curiosity like she was looking at a Blind Box.

“Who knows? Let’s see after he advances to the chaotic saint realm.”

“In recent years, the messages uncovered by those growing chaotic residual souls have been quite good. I wonder if this one will surprise me,” Xu Fan said, cracking sunflower seeds as if the Great Saint before him was a lottery ticket.

“Master, leave this Great Saint to me after he advances,” Zhou Kailing said with a grin.

“Didn’t you kill the one I gave you last time?” Xu Fan looked at Zhou Kailing curiously.

“I only tried it out; my newly created chaotic divine technique hadn’t been thoroughly researched, and he ran into trouble himself,” Zhou Kailing replied, somewhat helplessly.

“Well, that’s fine. Experiments need to be gradual; you can’t just go all out right away,” Xu Fan dismissed, showing no concern.

For those evil beings that sought to devour the lifeblood of the human race, Xu Fan never showed any mercy.

“Thank you, Master,” Zhou Kailing said happily.

“After he advances, let me inspect him first before you hand him over to our fifth junior brother,” Li Xingci added.

Capturing such powerful beings and performing soul-searching was his specialty.

“Sorry to trouble you, senior brother.”

At this moment, the blood-red grand formation, painstakingly set up by the Great Saint of the human race, activated.

In an instant, a section of the Immortal Realm became surrounded by a blood-red formation.

“This world is very powerful. After breaking through to the chaotic saint realm, I must leave quickly. If the Holy Lord of the human race notices, it will be the end.”

The Great Saint of the human race nervously observed the formation enveloping the entire Immortal Realm.

“This blood sacrifice grand formation is very novel and highly efficient, reaching about seventy-three percent,” Xu Fan calculated as he examined the formation taking shape.

“Those outer domain residual souls truly show no gratitude for the human race’s nurturing of them. When it comes to blood sacrifice, they just do it to the beings of the Immortal Realm,” Xu Gang said coldly.

“Don’t expect these residual souls, existing within unrefined material, to ponder such things, unless they are cautious types,” Xu Fan laughed as he looked at his first disciple.

“I feel like apart from the cautious ones, the rest who take action are foolish,” Wang Xiangchi stated.

During this time, he would often come to the Master’s courtyard to watch the performances and listen to his Master’s commentary on every filthy entity that infiltrated, finding it quite interesting.

“Grapes, record this blood sacrifice grand formation; I think it has significant references for us.”

“This style is somewhat different from our Chaotic Mist Area’s style,” Xu Fan instructed.

“On it, Master!”

As the blood sacrifice grand formation activated, the entire Immortal Realm began to wail in despair.

Countless beings within the Immortal Realm were slowly drained of their lifeblood, causing the entire realm to wither away.

The Great Saint of the human race began to transform into a blood-red sea, embodying the purest essence of life within that sea.

“What if the Holy Lord of the human race is present? What if the Great Saint of Chaos is here? Under my concealed schemes, no powerful being can discover my movements.”

As he watched the blood-red sea take shape, the expression of the Great Saint of the human race grew increasingly terrifying, and his tone became more arrogant.

At this moment, everyone before the light curtain suddenly felt a bit awkward.

"Remember, no matter when or where, even at the peak of your success, you must never reveal your deepest thoughts," Xu Fan advised cheerfully, lightening the mood around him.

As the light curtain displayed the Immortal Realm transforming into a blood-red sea, the Great Saint of the human race, who was being live-streamed, began his advancement. "See this? This is the difference between a Chaotic Great Saint and a chaotic saint," Xu Fan explained. "A chaotic saint would need at least six Immortal Realms for such a blood sacrifice, but a Chaotic Great Saint only needs one."

The advancement of the Great Saint continued on the screen. As the entire blood-red sea was absorbed, he quietly reached the chaotic saint realm and then appeared outside the Three Thousand Realms, ready to break through space into the Primordial Chaos Zone. Just as he thought he was about to succeed, a massive hand formed by the Path of Reincarnation suddenly appeared, instantly suppressing the newly advanced chaotic saint.

In the Cycle of Rebirth, Li Xingci dismantled the chaotic saint, extracting all memories from the chaotic Holy Soul. "Master, this was a top-tier Chaotic Great Saint from the Chaotic Mist Area, slain by rivals while competing for a position," Li Xingci reported. "His memories contain crucial information: the coordinates of the Chaotic Mist Area, the approximate location of a supreme law divine object, and a secret technique to control his entire clan. If we go to the Chaotic Mist Area, we can easily dominate them."

"Excellent, truly valuable findings," Xu Fan remarked with a smile. "Now, quickly re-condense the Immortal Realm you manifested. I’ll have the life-star restore its vitality," he instructed. "On it, Master," Li Xingci responded.

Within the Three Thousand Realms, the Immortal Realm that had vanished due to the blood sacrifice reappeared, as if nothing had happened. "Master, the intentions set by the leader among powerful beings have taken control of several Immortal Realms, forming a significant force. When should we act?" Grapes inquired.

"Judging by their actions, these intentions likely belong to the leaders of the God Demon Empire," Xu Fan observed. "Let them develop for now; it’s not a major issue. In critical moments, they might even aid the human race to protect their identities."

"Understood, Master."

"By the way, how many years until we reach the Chaotic Mist Area?" Xu Fan asked. "Based on the coordinates, about three thousand years. Should we speed up?" Grapes replied. "No need; let’s take it slow. Returning to the Chaotic Mist Area will bring many responsibilities," Xu Fan said thoughtfully.

Sometimes, Xu Fan thought that wandering the Primordial Chaos Zone with the Three Thousand Realms wasn’t so bad—life was comfortable. He even considered searching for his hometown with the Three Thousand Realms. But that thought quickly faded. His own Chaotic Mist Area wasn’t even fully explored yet; venturing into the unknown Primordial Chaos Zone to find his hometown was too risky.

As Xu Fan pondered how to enter the Chaotic Mist Area after five thousand years, Grapes suddenly reported, "Master, we’ve detected a small Chaotic Mist Area ahead."