Chapter 1526

Chapter 1526: Means

After hearing this, the young man took out a Primordial Purple Qi crystal that was about ten feet in diameter.

"Do you think this is enough, friend?" The young man’s tone hinted at some reluctance.

"Not even close! Let me be direct with you—one piece of chaotic truth," Xu Fan replied with a grin.

"Chaotic truth!!"

"Don’t be shocked; it’s worth more than what it seems," Xu Fan said as he led Zhang Weiyun to the Water Spirit Flower Valley.

The colorful, crystal-like flowers, along with the beautiful scenery of the valley, left Zhang Weiyun in awe.

"If you like it, I can have Guo create one for you," Xu Fan said with fondness.

"No need; the beauty of nature created in this way is the most wonderful," Zhang Weiyun replied.

At this moment, the Human Warriors who left the Three Thousand Realms began to gradually understand this chaotic land.

Xiong Li, accompanied by Zhuang Ling, was watching matches in a contest arena within a Chaotic Mist Area.

"This chaotic land is great; most of what I see and hear is from the human race, making it feel very familiar," Zhuang Ling said while watching two fighters in the contest arena.

"Actually, to me, there isn’t much difference," Xiong Li said lightly.

"This is the largest contest arena in the entire Chaotic Land, and I feel it’s the best place for us to train."

"I’ve already messaged my fellow disciples; they should be here soon."

"When they arrive, we must get a good look at the fighting strength in this world."

As a Great Saint of Chaos, Xiong Li felt regretful that the Grand Elder had not let him participate.

Such a moment to bring glory to the human race did not allow him to take the stage.

"Let the younger disciples go; you shouldn’t participate with your strength," Zhuang Ling advised.

"I looked around earlier, and there hasn’t been anyone strong enough to make me want to step in," Xiong Li replied, somewhat disappointed.

At that moment, all the powerful beings in the contest arena received a message.

It stated that a chaotic Divine Beast of the Great Saint level had been captured in the Primordial Chaos Zone.

The first one to defeat the chaotic Divine Beast could become the most honored guest in the contest arena.

Xiong Li’s eyes lit up upon reading this message.

In the Chaotic Mist Area’s contest arena, entering required a significant amount of Primordial Purple Qi crystals.

However, after becoming a dear guest, entry was free, and one could even bring ten people along.

Following the principle of saving whenever possible, Xiong Li immediately signed up.

Due to his quick hand, Xiong Li was the first to register.

He was soon invited into the battlefield.

Just then, a wave of space surged, and a massive three-headed giant snake appeared.

Each head emanated an aura of supreme law.

As he looked at this chaotic Divine Beast, Xiong Li grew excited.

“Ling, bet everything we’ve got!” Xiong Li excitedly transmitted the message.

“Alright!” Zhuang Ling didn’t hesitate and staked all her wealth.

Just then, the three-headed giant snake launched its attack, each head unleashing a different supreme law divine technique aimed at Xiong Li.

The chaotic golden form activated instantly, and a powerful aura swept across the arena.

All the powerful beings watching the match were stunned, speculating which major force had sent such a formidable warrior.

In his chaotic golden form, Xiong Li clashed with the three-headed giant snake, trading blows evenly.

Xiong Li wasn’t in a hurry, savoring the thrill of the fight.

But suddenly, he sensed danger.

The three-headed giant snake merged into one, and a devastating supreme law divine technique surged toward him.

Xiong Li’s expression changed. He felt a power from this chaotic Divine Beast that far surpassed the Chaotic Great Saint realm.

“This is bad!”

In an instant, Xiong Li’s chaotic golden form shattered, and his body was invaded by the supreme law.

“Challenge failed. Next contestant!” A cold voice echoed through the contest arena.

Zhuang Ling immediately broke through space and appeared beside Xiong Li.

“Xiong Li, are you okay?!” Zhuang Ling asked anxiously.

“Take me back to the sect. The supreme law is eroding my essence,” Xiong Li said before passing out.

Meanwhile, Xu Fan, who was enjoying himself in a distant world, received the news.

A light curtain appeared before him, showing the battle between Xiong Li and the three-headed giant snake.

Only when the three heads merged did Xu Fan’s expression shift.

“Interesting. Someone’s targeting my disciple,” Xu Fan said, his eyes narrowing.

He was certain that a Holy Lord-level Powerful Being had interfered at the last moment.

“Xiong Li’s injured? At the Chaotic Great Saint level?” Zhang Weiyun also watched the light curtain.

“Normally, Xiong Li wouldn’t suffer such severe injuries at his level. Someone’s played a dirty trick on him,” Xu Fan explained.

“I’ll make them pay for this.”

At that moment, the Number Four clone stationed in the Three Thousand Realms vanished.

It reappeared in the contest arena.

Inside, the three-headed giant snake was dominating, defeating challenger after challenger.

Number Four stood on the stage, watching indifferently.

A middle-aged man appeared beside Number Four.

“Friend, are you here to join the contest?” the middle-aged man asked politely.

Number Four didn’t respond, his cold gaze fixed on the battle below.

Seeing no reply, the middle-aged man didn’t press further.

After the next battle, the contest arena announced that the chaotic Divine Beast had exhausted its power and needed to rest.

To ensure fairness, the event would resume in a thousand years.

The announcement drew murmurs of discontent from the Human Warriors in the audience.

“My disciple was injured here. Your methods are underhanded. Compensate me—at least three Primordial Supreme Treasures and divine herbs to heal his injuries,” Number Four said calmly.

“Friend, there must be a misunderstanding. Our methods are fair, and the battle was conducted justly,” the middle-aged man replied.

Number Four turned and stared silently at the middle-aged man before breaking through space and disappearing.

Watching him vanish, the middle-aged man’s expression darkened.

As a Holy Lord-level Powerful Being, he hadn’t expected such defiance.

“Let’s test the waters. I’ve got nothing to lose,” the middle-aged man muttered before fading away.

Meanwhile, routine battles resumed in the contest arena.

This was a simple assault challenge: the arena sent out a defender, and anyone who could defeat them would earn rewards.

In the arena, a chaotic saint looked uneasy as he faced the defender, Yun De.

“Sorry, I lost an internal challenge, so I’ve dropped a level,” Yun De said with a grin.

They were old rivals, and the chaotic saint had never beaten him.

Yun De was confident of victory.

Just as the chaotic saint considered surrendering, a voice echoed in his mind.

“Don’t give up. Fight with everything you’ve got. You can win.”

In that instant, the chaotic saint charged at Yun De, driven by an uncontrollable force.