"I heard Xiao Yun has gone to challenge the strongest figure in Body Refining Realm history again."
"He's already ranked tenth. Does he actually want to challenge the first place?"
"You guessed it. Xiao Yun has reached the Body Refining Realm's limit this time, possessing one million jin of strength. He can even rival our Founder in his youth. He must be going to challenge our Founder."
"What! This guy is too insane, isn't he? Does he want to defeat the Founder? That's the Chaos Great Emperor, born with a Chaos Body and invincible across all worlds!"
As Xiao Yun challenged the Founder, the news had already spread throughout the entire Chaos Holy Land, immediately causing an uproar.
Many Chaos Holy Land disciples began flying their swords toward the Phantom Demon Tower. Some Supreme Elders, elders, and deacons also arrived one after another on clouds.
Outside the Phantom Demon Tower, an enormous crowd had already gathered.
As far as the eye could see, there was a vast sea of heads, a dense black mass stretching endlessly. It was simply packed shoulder to shoulder; likely nearly half the Chaos Holy Land's cultivators had rushed over.
Quite a few renowned young prodigies had even come.
"That is Holy Son Chu Yijian. I heard he is about to step into the Nirvana Realm and ranks third among the Holy Sons of our Chaos Holy Land."
"Holy Son Sun Jue, ranked first, has come too. He is the prodigy of our generation with the greatest hope of becoming a Divine Son. Yet Xiao Yun suddenly burst forth halfway through. He must be unwilling to accept it."
"That is Zhao Wuji, an unparalleled monster possessing the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. I never expected him to become Xiao Yun's follower. It is simply unbelievable."
The crowd