Chapter 1230

Chapter 1230: The Disappearing Powerful Being

“Alright, I’ll wait for Big Brother Xu then.”

Just as Wang Yulun was about to cast his line again for fishing, a faint chaotic aura drifted out from a disciple’s cave in the sect.

The last insect shadow suddenly burst out of the disciple’s cave and darted swiftly toward the Hidden Spirit Sect.

Before Xu Fan could even give an order, a cage made of holy light trapped the insect.

The insect had six legs, wings, and a slender body, with two massive pincers at the front that looked like they could crush anything.

Xu Fan gestured, and the holy light cage containing the insect floated over to him.

Sensing the wild, chaotic aura radiating from the insect, Xu Fan’s interest was piqued.

Soon after, a disciple from the sect flew into Xu Fan’s courtyard.

“Grand Elder, I failed to control this chaotic insect and disturbed your peace. Please punish me,” the disciple said, bowing hastily as he arrived.

Even as he bowed, his eyes kept darting worriedly toward the insect in the holy light cage.

“The insect you’ve raised is impressive, but it seems to have trouble recognizing its master,” Xu Fan remarked after a moment of observation.

“That’s exactly the problem I’ve been struggling with. The insect is strong, but it just won’t acknowledge me as its master,” the disciple replied, frustration evident in his voice.

“Chaotic energy is inherently unstable, filled with the unpredictable laws of the chaotic wide road.

The fact that your insect survived after absorbing and merging with it is already quite remarkable,” Xu Fan said, analyzing a strand of the insect’s Soul Origin.

“Please guide me, Grand Elder,” the disciple said, bowing again.

“The breed of insect you’ve cultivated is exceptional—it’s among the top-tier in the Three Thousand Realms.

If you want it to fully integrate with chaos, I suggest extracting a single law of the chaotic wide road from the chaos itself.

If you’re unsure how to do that, let Grape assist you.” Xu Fan handed the holy light cage back to the disciple.

“Thank you for your guidance, Grand Elder!” the disciple exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

“Go back and continue your experiments. And one more thing—stop feeding it Primordial Purple Qi crystal. That’s a waste.

For cultivating insects infused with chaotic laws, Xuanhuang aura is more than enough.”

With a wave of his hand, Xu Fan sent the disciple back to continue his work.

“It seems our sect’s disciples have explored nearly all the paths of the Three Thousand Realms,” Wang Yulun commented.

“The Three Thousand Paths are vast and intricate. Don’t let the number of our disciples fool you—we haven’t covered them all,” Xu Fan replied, shaking his head.

Some paths were too destructive, their power too great, and Xu Fan had forbidden them entirely.

As Xu Fan and Wang Yulun continued their conversation, a beam of holy light suddenly gathered in the sky.

It shot into the spatial gate that Grape had already opened and vanished.

“There’s a powerful saint-level chaotic giant beast out there. Even the battle formation our disciples set up can’t handle it,” Xu Fan said.

“Our sect has come a long way. In the memories of my True Self, our sect’s current strength ranks within the top 50 of the Three Thousand Realms,” Wang Yulun mused, a nostalgic tone in his voice.

In one of his past lives, he had spent several epochs building a sect with his beloved, only to reach the pinnacle level in the Three Thousand Realms.

Wang Yulun did the math—it had been less than 30,000 years since he first met Big Brother Xu.

“Only the top 50?”

“It seems the Three Thousand Realms are truly filled with hidden talents,” Xu Fan said, taken aback.

“Big Brother Xu, I’ve awakened many memories from my past life as my True Self.”

“In those memories, I saw the Dragon Race at its most glorious moment,” Wang Yulun said with a serious tone.

“At that peak, was there a powerful being at the chaotic saint level?” Xu Fan asked.

“I’m not sure, but its fighting strength far surpassed that of the current Yuan Lord.”

“And the Dragon Lord of that time declared that he had become the Chaotic Holy Dragon,” Wang Yulun recalled.

“Are you telling me to be careful around the Dragon Race?”

“What happened to that last Chaotic Holy Dragon?” Xu Fan asked, intrigued. He had studied the Dragon Race’s history but had never come across a Dragon Lord referred to as a Chaotic Holy Dragon.

“It’s gone.”

“Gone?”

“That Chaotic Holy Dragon must have sensed some opportunity in the Chaotic Mist Area and severed that segment of the River of Time, taking it into the Chaotic Mist Area.”

“If I hadn’t been at the Great Saint Realm back then, I might have had that memory erased too,” Wang Yulun said.

“That Chaotic Holy Dragon must have left some hidden advantage for the Dragon Race when it left. Big Brother Xu, if you ever plan to act against the Dragon Race, you must be careful.”

“I will,” Xu Fan said with a solemn nod.

He felt a pang of regret. He had been planning to establish a Dragon Virtue Academy at the entrance of the Divine Dragon Realm after becoming a Great Saint, but it seemed that plan would have to wait.

At that moment, Xu Fan suddenly thought of something.

“Where did all the powerful beings from your True Self’s era go?”

When Xu Fan looked into the history of the human race, he noticed something: those who once dominated the world and amazed the Three Thousand Realms had all quietly vanished over time.

“Those powerful beings went to the Chaotic Mist Area to seek their own paths.”

“But neither the human race nor any of the other top powerful families in the Three Thousand Realms have any clear records of anyone breaking through to the chaotic saint realm.”

“Even that Chaotic Holy Dragon, which my True Self met in a past life, was strong, but not at that level,” Wang Yulun explained.

“If they all went to the Chaotic Mist Area, why hasn’t anyone returned?” Xu Fan mused, stroking his chin. He felt there was a major conspiracy at play.

“Back then, my True Self also wanted to venture deep into the Chaotic Mist Area to explore that unknown path, but for reasons I don’t understand, I changed my mind and began the path of returning to one for all eternity.”

Wang Yulun felt a wave of emotion. He held his True Self in the highest regard, but unfortunately, they stood on opposing sides.

“Take your time. When you awaken all your past life memories, you’ll eventually understand the reasons,” Xu Fan said, gazing toward the Chaotic Mist Area beyond Hidden Spirit Island.

Inside a palace along the Heavenly Road of the Beast God Demon Empire, two thoughts intertwined and merged.

One thought was weak, entirely black.

The other was strong, radiating a chaotic hue.

The two thoughts fused seamlessly, but the imbalance between their strengths led to strange changes.

The thought with the chaotic aura resembled a patch of dry soil.

Meanwhile, the black thought was like a clear spring, as the dry soil thirstily absorbed the spring water.

Gradually, the black thought seemed unable to sustain the demand of the dry soil and began to dissolve into wisps of green smoke under the influence of the chaotic thought.

“Long, let’s stop here. I need to recover,” the Lord of the Demon Domain’s figure appeared within the palace.

“Demon, I am of chaos. Whether you are a being within this realm or reincarnated as a god or demon, to take that step, you must comprehend the true essence of chaos.”

A strange power once again forced the Lord of the Demon Domain’s thought out, and the chaotic thought coiled around it once more.