Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555: Spell

“I will self-destruct my essence. I can definitely pass through this barrier, so tell me your choice,” the Evil Source Holy Lord said, looking at Xiong Li.

Determined to finish the fight, Xiong Li paused this time and began to think seriously.

If they truly handed over this opportunity to those Holy Lords of the human race outside, their group would end up with nothing left to their names.

“Grape, help me ask the Grand Elder for his opinion,” Xiong Li said.

“The Grand Elder said he doesn’t care about this matter, as long as we can repay the supreme law crystals on the bill.”

Xiong Li looked at the Evil Source Holy Lord and asked, “Besides your fighting strength, give me one reason I should let you live.”

“I am a primordial artifact master. If you accept my submission and give me materials, I can help you craft Primordial Supreme Treasures,” the Evil Source Holy Lord said quickly.

As the saying goes, it’s better to live than die; he realized that after fighting for so many years and without the Holy Lords of the Chaotic Mist Area interfering, it revealed a serious issue.

“Submission is fine, but I want to control your root cause,” Xu Gang said, looking at the Evil Source Holy Lord.

When the Evil Source Holy Lord revealed that he was a primordial artifact master, all the Great Saints of Chaos from the Hidden Spirit Sect had bright eyes.

If they could truly find a way to suppress the Evil Source Holy Lord, the bills that Grape had sent them would no longer be a problem.

“Alright, but I have one condition: carve out an area for my Evil Source race to survive in this Chaotic Mist Area,” the Evil Source Holy Lord said through gritted teeth, with a hint of humiliation.

“Agreed, but you must submit to my human line,” Xiong Li replied.

Gently, he extended his hand, and the Evil Source Holy Lord extracted his root cause essence from the chaotic River of Time and handed it to Xiong Li.

“Let’s go. Now you can take me to see who is behind all this,” the Evil Source Holy Lord said.

A massive teleportation portal appeared in the Chaotic Mist Area.

Xiong Li led the Evil Source Holy Lord inside.

All the Holy Lords of the human race watching this scene expressed their regret.

Especially Holy Lord Yinyun, who seemed as if he was going bankrupt.

In the Hidden Spirit Sect, in the courtyard.

While comprehending the supreme law, Xu Fan saw the Evil Source Holy Lord transform into a figure of the same size as a human.

“Hurry, call him master,” Xiong Li urged from the side.

“A Great Saint of Chaos…”

The Evil Source Holy Lord was about to explode with anger when a massive hand, composed of hundreds of supreme laws, grasped him tightly.

In an instant, the Evil Source Holy Lord felt as though everything he owned was under the control of this Great Saint of Chaos before him.

It seemed that with just one thought, everything would vanish.

“Master…,” he managed to say, despite feeling uncomfortable, uttering those two words hesitantly.

“You should be grateful that if you weren’t a primordial artifact master, your fate would be nothing but annihilation,” Xu Fan said lightly.

Xu Fan’s expression was calm, as if the Holy Lord before him was just an ordinary creature from another race.

“From today onwards, your task is to continuously craft Primordial Supreme Treasures to help us pay off our debt,” Xiong Li thought of the over two hundred thousand battles and felt an itch to get started.

If they surrendered within a hundred thousand years, it would be like acquiring an indirect financial product.

But now, things were different. The total of the bills Grape sent them was enough to keep this Holy Lord, the primordial artifact master, busy for tens of millions of years.

“Show me the highest quality Primordial Supreme Treasure you’ve crafted,” Xu Fan suddenly said.

A giant wolf-toothed stick appeared above the courtyard.

Xu Fan glanced at it and frowned in disdain.

“Head to the underground space. Let Number One and Number Two train you before you start working.”

“Even though it’s a Primordial Supreme Treasure, it’s too crude. It doesn’t meet the standards for taking orders,” Xu Fan said.

Hearing this, the Evil Source Holy Lord felt a surge of defiance, but the memory of those massive hands gripping him made fear flicker in his eyes.

He couldn’t understand how this Chaotic Great Saint before him, who was so skilled in so many supreme laws, could suppress him so effortlessly.

The figures of Number One and Number Two appeared, looking at the Evil Source Holy Lord with curious gazes.

“This is a trophy from Xiong Li and the others. After training in the underground space, you can start taking orders. Hand over all the Primordial Supreme Treasures he can craft,” Xu Fan instructed.

“A Holy Lord-level primordial artifact master? What a find,” Number One and Number Two said, their eyes gleaming.

Without another word, they dragged the Evil Source Holy Lord straight into the underground space.

At that moment, a massive light circle locked around the Evil Source Holy Lord’s head.

A spell entered the minds of Number One and Number Two.

“%？＃≈+”

A complex incantation spilled from the mouth of Number One.

In an instant, the Evil Source Holy Lord felt as if struck by lightning, his body trembling uncontrollably as a searing pain tore through his chaotic Holy Soul.

“Ah!!!”

“It hurts!!!!”

The pain that hit him instantly surpassed anything the Evil Source Holy Lord had ever endured.

“Why does physical pain hurt this much!!”

In less than a moment, the Evil Source Holy Lord was on the brink of death.

“The master’s being ruthless—giving him the most painful spell right off the bat,” Number Two said with a hint of sympathy.

A green holy light shot from Number One and landed on the Evil Source Holy Lord.

In an instant, the Evil Source Holy Lord, who had been on the verge of death, began to recover slowly.

Finally, he glared at Number One with pure hatred.

“Was that you just now?”

“Still not convinced, huh? Interesting…” Number One smirked and began chanting the spell again.

The Evil Source Holy Lord was instantly thrown back into excruciating pain, teetering on the edge of death once more.

Another green light fell, and the Evil Source Holy Lord slowly recovered again.

“I was just curious about how effective this spell would be. Didn’t expect it to work so well.”

“Go on, give me that defiant look again. Let’s see if this spell can cure that attitude,” Number One said with a grin.

“Didn’t the master say you were supposed to train me before I started taking orders?”

“We can start now,” the Evil Source Holy Lord said meekly.

“You could try resisting a bit more. I haven’t even finished the incantation yet,” Number Two said.

The Evil Source Holy Lord glared at Number Two, a wave of fury rising in his chest. Since his submission, he’d been humiliated one too many times.

“Yes, that’s the look! Push it a little further, and I’ll cast the spell,” Number Two said, ready to start chanting.

At the mention of the spell, the Evil Source Holy Lord instantly calmed down, standing still and silent.

When Number Two stopped talking, he didn’t move a muscle.

“Alright then, let’s go. I’ll show you where you’ll be working from now on.”

They arrived at an enormous underground space.

“Take out all the Primordial Supreme Treasures you’ve crafted. We need to assess your skill level before deciding how to train you,” Number One said lightly.

A few more Primordial Supreme Treasures were brought out.

Number One and Number Two examined them, shaking their heads in disappointment.

“Too crude. If it weren’t for the support of your Chaotic Mist Area, these wouldn’t even qualify as Primordial Supreme Treasures.”