Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

But if that's the case, Chen Tian would be troubled, because he really couldn't think of a second solution!

"Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as if it can still be saved. Whether it works or not, I should at least try it first!"

Chen Tian felt that instead of thinking wildly here, he might as well try it first. If it really didn't work, it wouldn't be too late to think of other solutions.

Thinking like this, Chen Tian let out a long breath and stopped thinking about it.

For the past five years, Chen Tian had been refining a trace of spiritual power from the Blood Fiend Pill every day, but even so, there was still a portion that he hadn't absorbed completely.

The remaining Blood Fiend Pills were the most refined part, containing not only vast spiritual power but also the demon essence that those demon beasts had accumulated over hundreds of years.

Demon essence was unique to demon beasts. Human cultivators couldn't refine it; they could only remove it as impurities, because once demon essence clashed with spiritual essence, the consequences would be unimaginable. Not only would the foundation of cultivation be damaged, but they might even turn into creatures similar to half-human, half-beast.

He saw that the wooden box that was originally filled with thirty Blood Spirit Pills was now empty, having been completely absorbed by Chen Tian.

It had to be said that the Blood Spirit Pill was indeed a good thing. It could be directly transformed into pure spiritual power for Chen Tian to absorb, unlike the Blood Fiend Pill, which required careful refinement and impurity removal.

However, after cultivating to the Great Perfection of the Spirit引導 Stage, Chen Tian gradually discovered that these Blood Spirit Pills could no longer satisfy his rapidly expanding demand for spiritual power.

In the past, every time he swallowed a Blood Spirit Pill, Chen Tian could clearly feel his cultivation improving, but now, swallowing two Blood Spirit Pills, the spiritual power contained within was like a stone sinking into the sea, only able to stir up a slight ripple, and he could no longer experience the rapid progress he had felt before.

In addition, Chen Tian had taken too many Blood Spirit Pills, and his body had already developed resistance to them, which further reduced their effectiveness.

"It seems that I can no longer rely on Blood Spirit Pills to improve my cultivation!" After sighing helplessly, Chen Tian closed the wooden box in front of him.

But at this moment, a trace of a smile appeared on Chen Tian's face.

It had to be said that these five years of seclusion were very effective.

Chen Tian had crossed the late stage of the Spirit 引導 Stage and directly cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Spirit 引導 Stage, only a step away from breaking through to the Spirit Gathering 聚靈 Stage.

Such speed, even in the entire乾元 Continent, was unique.

If it were known to the outside world, the entire cultivation world would definitely exclaim that another genius had been born.

But who could have imagined that this genius, when he first embarked on the path of cultivation, had always been regarded as a waste.

Just when everyone believed that Chen Tian would be trapped in the启靈 Stage for the rest of his life, Chen Tian unleashed his power at this time, using a speed rarely seen in the world, and in less than fifty years, he had cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Spirit 引導 Stage, only a step away from the Spirit Gathering 聚靈 Stage.

If it were someone else, they would probably be ecstatic at this time, but Chen Tian didn't feel that way. After the initial knowing smile, his brows furrowed tightly.

Chen Tian knew that his goal was to break through to the Spirit Gathering 聚靈 Stage. Until he achieved that, he couldn't relax for a moment.

Especially now, Chen Tian was facing an invisible wall. When he could break it down was still unknown.

Chen Tian sighed helplessly and abandoned these distracting thoughts, and began to think carefully about a solution.

But just as Chen Tian closed his eyes, his heart suddenly moved, as if he had sensed something. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, his body disappeared into the air.

Outside the main hall, a man about thirty years old, wearing a black robe and with a face full of stubble, was walking back and forth.

He would stop every three steps and look at the entrance of the main hall.

He had maintained this state for three months. Every afternoon, he would take an hour to go to this main hall, walking back and forth anxiously, as if waiting for someone.

But unfortunately, apart from Han Wuming entering and leaving this main hall every month, the door of this main hall had been tightly closed, and had not been opened once in five years.

This made the man feel anxious and helpless.

At this time, he looked at the still closed door, sighed heavily, and said, "It seems that there is no hope again today. I should go back first."

Saying this, the man turned around and planned to go back.

"Senior Brother Fan, since you've already come, why not stay a little longer!"

But at this moment, a calm voice suddenly echoed in the air.

Hearing this, the man's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look at the main hall in disbelief.

But to the man's disappointment, the door of the main hall was still tightly closed, and it didn't look like anyone had come out.

"Alas, it seems I'm overthinking it!"

The man shook his head with a wry smile and continued to walk back.

However, just as he turned his head, he was shocked to find that Chen Tian had appeared in front of him at some point, looking at him with a slight smile!

"Junior Brother Chen, you've finally come out of seclusion!" Looking at Chen Tian, a glint of light suddenly appeared in the man's eyes, and he said excitedly.

"Senior Brother Fan, long time no see, are you well?"

That's right, this person was Fan Da, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Hey, I'm still the same, neither good nor bad!" Fan Da smiled. Although his appearance had changed a lot, his sincerity towards Chen Tian had not changed.

However, after hearing his words, Chen Tian seemed to have discovered something. His brows furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Fan, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Chen Tian saw that Fan Da was smiling on the surface, but behind the smile was a hint of loneliness, knowing that he had something on his mind, so he asked this question.

Hearing Chen Tian's direct question, Fan Da's face froze, and after a long while, he squeezed out a wry smile and said, "Junior Brother Chen, it's like this, I want to ask you to participate in the competition between the Three Souls Sect and the幽鬼派 (Mystic Fiend Sect) again."

"Hmm?"

Chen Tian pondered for a moment after hearing this, and asked again, "Do you want me to continue helping your Three Souls Sect defeat the Mystic Fiend Sect?"

"No." Fan Da smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, Junior Brother, I have already left the Three Souls Sect and joined the Mystic Fiend Sect."

Hearing Fan Da's words, Chen Tian was a little surprised and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"