Chapter 1520

Chapter 1520: Seed

In the Three Thousand Realms, the presence of two Holy Lord-level Powerful Beings’ corpses caused the entire realm’s speed to increase by tens of thousands of times.

At this moment, Xu Fan sat cross-legged outside the Three Thousand Realms, carefully observing the unrefined material from the Chaotic Mist Area flowing outward.

“Great Saint of Chaos, since there’s no Chaotic Mist Area to rely on, we’ll have to make do without it.”

A golden light flashed in Xu Fan’s eyes.

After the Chaotic Mist Area shattered, he had two paths to advance to the Great Saint of Chaos.

The first option was to use the Three Thousand Realms as the core to ascend to the Great Saint of Chaos.

However, this would mean that the Three Thousand Realms and its human race might no longer be able to attach themselves to any Chaotic Mist Area.

In other words, the root cause of his lineage’s human race would solely be under Xu Fan’s control.

The second option was to anchor his advancement in the virtual world he had created.

Using overwhelming force, he could open a new realm, similar to the Universal Holy Realm, accessible from anywhere with the right token.

“Creating a new realm that can be connected to at any time is no easy task,” Xu Fan mused, stroking his chin.

With the plan in place, Xu Fan found himself stuck at a bottleneck in its execution.

“Perhaps a trip to the Universal Holy Realm will yield some insights,” Xu Fan said, as a token materialized in his hand.

In an instant, Xu Fan’s consciousness traversed vast distances, entering a wondrous world.

High mountains loomed above, with sprawling green farmlands below.

The endless plains stretched out, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.

Xu Fan gazed at a distant village, where thin wisps of cooking smoke rose into the air, and his expression turned thoughtful.

“Is this a mortal world?” Xu Fan wondered, sensing the power within him.

Just then, a loud roar broke the silence.

Turning around, Xu Fan saw three giant wolves, each as large as a yellow cow, drooling as they stared hungrily at him.

“Mortal bodies are quite troublesome,” Xu Fan remarked lightly, glancing around.

The wolves, seemingly impatient, lunged at Xu Fan in unison.

With a calm motion, Xu Fan redirected their momentum, sending the three wolves tumbling to the ground with pained howls.

With a slight exertion, Xu Fan ended the lives of the three giant wolves.

“Let’s see how this world is structured,” Xu Fan said, crafting a stone knife and carefully dissecting one of the wolves.

He then examined the stones, trees, and various spirit herbs in the area.

As he continued his journey, observing and analyzing, Xu Fan eventually arrived at a small village.

The foreign inhabitants of the village watched him with curiosity but kept their distance, not daring to approach.

At that moment, a towering foreign being, nearly a yard tall, approached Xu Fan.

The being tossed three stone coins at Xu Fan’s feet and spoke in a language he couldn’t comprehend.

However, from the context, it was clear that the foreign beings around him wanted him to leave their village with the three stone coins.

Looking at the stone coins on the ground, Xu Fan tossed out some powder made from the spirit herbs he had collected along the way.

With the help of the wind, the powder spread throughout the village.

The eyes of all the foreign beings began to grow hazy.

Meanwhile, Xu Fan found the largest house in the village to settle down.

Over the next period, Xu Fan slowly explored and studied the entire world.

“Prophet, this is a wild chicken I caught. Once it’s cooked, can you teach me another set of fist techniques?” a little boy from the foreign tribe asked eagerly, holding a three-kilogram wild chicken while looking at Xu Fan.

“Sure, but if you don’t cook it well, I won’t teach you,” Xu Fan replied with a smile as he set down his book.

“Just wait, Prophet! The chicken I make will be the best!” the little foreign boy cheerfully exclaimed as he carried the wild chicken away.

At that moment, the space around Xu Fan began to become unstable.

“It’s time to return~”

The little foreign boy, returning with a fragrant roasted chicken, found a book of fist techniques in the place where Xu Fan had been.

Outside the Three Thousand Realms, Xu Fan looked at the familiar sea of unrefined Chaotic Area material and opened up his chaotic realm.

“First, I will condense the seed, and then I will break through the Unrefined Chaotic Area and plant this seed in the deepest part of space.”

A seed, as if holding the essence of myriad paths, began to condense.

Xu Fan started to absorb the surrounding unrefined Chaotic Area material, infusing various chaotic myriad paths into this seed.

He sat there for thousands of years outside the Three Thousand Realms.

Yet in the chaotic realm, the seed had only condensed to less than 1/10th of its expected size.

“Take your time; it’s just over ten thousand years. I can wait,” Xu Fan said, looking at the tiny seed with patience on his face.

“Master, I have fully replaced the Heavenly Dao of the Three Thousand Realms and have initially gained control over that Holy Lord-level corpse,” Grape’s voice echoed.

“How much power of the Holy Lord can you unleash?” Xu Fan asked.

“32% can already match the Holy Lord of the Lingxi tribe you encountered before,” Grape replied.

“With this power, I can only bully those Great Saints of Chaos. When faced with a Holy Lord, I’ll be a mere escape artist,” Xu Fan sighed.

During the thousands of years of sailing through the Unrefined Chaotic Area, Xu Fan saw several chaotic Divine Beasts hidden among the unrefined Chaotic Area material.

Each Divine Beast was at least a Holy Lord-level existence. If they were even slightly curious about the Three Thousand Realms and touched it, the entire realm would be doomed.

“Grape, find the nearest Chaotic Mist Area, and let’s head there. I need to advance to the Great Saint of Chaos first,” Xu Fan instructed.

The Unrefined Chaotic Area was too dangerous. To ensure the safety of the Three Thousand Realms, Xu Fan decided to advance to the Great Saint of Chaos first.

“Master, it will take 8,000 years to reach the nearest Chaotic Mist Area,” Grape said.

Upon hearing this time frame, Xu Fan felt a little overwhelmed.

“Let’s just continue in the original direction; it doesn’t matter anymore,” Xu Fan waved his hand.

Xu Fan continued to condense the seed, occasionally looking for his disciples or chatting with good brothers.

Outside the Three Thousand Realms, Wang Yulun sat not far from Xu Fan, carelessly casting his hook into the unrefined Chaotic Area material.

“Big Brother Xu, your way of advancing to the Great Saint of Chaos is certainly beyond my understanding.”

“In this boundless sea of unrefined Chaotic Area material, creating a small world that can be contacted at any time sounds a bit…” Wang Yulun remarked.

“Does it sound a little risky? But in this world, anything done involves a certain degree of risk.”

“I don’t want to advance to the Great Saint of Chaos with the Three Thousand Realms as the core; that would block the way for others.”

“Since this path doesn’t work, we can only open another road, and also provide a new way for the human race to advance to the Great Saint of Chaos,” Xu Fan said slowly.

At that moment, Grape’s ship delivered a super-sized, U-shaped Primordial Supreme Treasure.

“Master, the tasks assigned to First Clone and Second Clone have been completed ahead of schedule.”

“They refined two pieces of Primordial Supreme Treasure metal.”

“As soon as these two pieces of Primordial Supreme Treasure start operating, a pulling force will form, thereby accelerating the speed of the Three Thousand Realms,” Grape explained.