Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

The following events proceeded very smoothly. Under Chen Tian's combined coercion and enticement, the five sects obediently handed over their spirit veins.

Of course, Chen Tian didn't push things too far. After taking the spirit veins, he would return the spirit seeds, allowing them to nurture a new spirit vein.

With this, Chen Tian's plans were advancing in an orderly manner, and after a long journey, Chen Tian finally arrived in front of the last sect's mountain gate.

This sect was named 'Guining Sect,' and once Chen Tian collected the spirit vein here, he would have enough spiritual power to attempt to break through to the Sky Building Realm.

Seeing success just around the corner, Chen Tian couldn't help but feel excited, as if he couldn't wait to rush in.

“Huh?”

But at this moment, Chen Tian seemed to have noticed some extremely strange anomaly, which caused the excitement and agitation on his face to instantly disappear, replaced by a look of surprise.

It turned out that Chen Tian discovered that this sect named 'Guining Sect' was extremely dilapidated. Not only was there no disciple guarding the mountain gate, but the plaque with the three characters 'Guining Sect' written on it had also fallen, and on the characters, there were shocking bloodstains!

“Hmm?”

Faced with such a strange situation all around, Chen Tian frowned and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Previously, when collecting information, Chen Tian had also visited the Guining Sect once. At that time, although the Guining Sect was only a mid-level sect, it had about a thousand disciples, especially their sect leader, Daoist Fu Shang, whose cultivation was close to the mid-stage of the凝海(Ning Hai) Realm.

It could be said that, with such a scale, they could be considered a regional power!

But he never expected that in just a few years, the Guining Sect would be so changed. The original prosperity and flourishing had disappeared, and all that remained was decay and desolation.

“What exactly happened here? Is the spirit vein still there?”

After regaining his thoughts, Chen Tian became concerned about the spirit vein owned by the Guining Sect. According to the information Chen Tian had collected, beneath the Guining Sect lay an ancient spirit vein that had been passed down since the founding of the sect. After thousands of years of evolution, the spiritual power contained within this spirit vein had become extremely rich.

If Chen Tian could collect it, then this plan would be a complete success. But if not, then Chen Tian would have to re-formulate his goals and look for a new spirit vein.

However, this would inevitably waste a lot of time! And what Chen Tian lacked most was time. Thinking of this, Chen Tian immediately felt upset. He really couldn't understand why the Guining Sect would become like this.

“Forget it, let's investigate further. If I really can't find the spirit vein, then I'll have to look elsewhere.”

After worrying in his heart for a while, Chen Tian suddenly sighed. Then, he no longer hesitated, and with a movement of his body, he flew towards the backyard of the Guining Sect.

At this time, Chen Tian released all of his spiritual sense, covering every inch of this place and carefully investigating it.

Although he felt that there was little hope, Chen Tian still wanted to try his luck, because if he could find the spirit vein, then he would be able to save a lot of time. But if it really didn't work, there was no way, Chen Tian could only turn around and leave, after all, for him, there was not much time left for him to waste now.

… …

“Alas… it seems there is really no hope!”

After circling around the Guining Sect, Chen Tian carefully searched every inch of the place, but he didn't sense any aura of a spirit vein.

According to Chen Tian's speculation, someone must have gotten there first, killed everyone in the Guining Sect, and then looted the spirit vein.

If that was the case, then Chen Tian had no need to stay here any longer, and could only find another way.

After sighing in his heart again, Chen Tian's body glowed with spiritual light, and he was about to fly out.

“Huh?”

But suddenly, at this moment, a faint fluctuation of spiritual power came from a house that had already collapsed in half below, and was clearly captured by Chen Tian.

“Could there still be someone here?”

Feeling this fluctuation of spiritual power, Chen Tian was pleasantly surprised, changed his plan, and rushed down, flying towards the place where the spiritual power came from.

This was an extremely magnificent hall, but because it had been subjected to some kind of strong external force, most of the hall had collapsed. The remaining half was also buried by the fallen stone bricks and wooden beams, making it impossible to see the situation behind it, and it was impossible to find a way to get inside.

Seeing this scene, Chen Tian pondered for a while, then he suddenly flipped his hand and took out the Profound Forbidden Immortal Sword, poured spiritual power into it, and swung it forward fiercely. The huge sword energy was like a swift hurricane, instantly turning the collapsed bricks and giant trees into dust, disappearing without a trace.

After the impact, a passage leading directly to the back room suddenly appeared inside the hall, which had been tightly blocked. Seeing this, Chen Tian immediately took back the Profound Forbidden Immortal Sword, and then lifted his feet and walked inside.

Crossing the broken bricks and tiles on the ground, looking at the dilapidated doors, windows, and beams around him, Chen Tian seemed to be able to guess how fierce the battle that took place here that day was.

Unintentionally, Chen Tian's face gradually became cold, and his pace involuntarily quickened. After crossing a giant door that had been crushed and deformed, Chen Tian finally approached the other half of the hall, the back room that had not yet collapsed.

Although it was noon and the sun was shining brightly, the back room was extremely dark, and it emitted a damp and rotten smell, which made people want to vomit.

Chen Tian couldn't help but frown when he first entered, as if he was extremely resistant to this smell.

However, Chen Tian quickly put the matter of the smell aside, because he saw a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, with tattered clothes and covered in bloodstains, sitting upright on the only intact stone bed in the back room, his eyes tightly closed, as if he was meditating.

Could this person be the Guining Sect disciple who had just emitted the fluctuation of spiritual power to Chen Tian?