Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"Come in!"

Han Wuming had barely finished speaking when a faint voice came from inside the hall.

Han Wuming respectfully acknowledged upon hearing this, then gently opened the stone door and stepped inside.

He saw that Chen Tian had already returned to the inner hall, separated from Han Wuming by a large screen.

Han Wuming quietly walked up to the screen, bowed, and respectfully said, "Master, was that young man outside the gate someone you know? What did he come here for?"

Hearing what Gu Junchao said before leaving, Han Wuming seemed to sense some connection between him and Chen Tian.

"I suppose I know him," Chen Tian said with a faint smile. "Actually, it's nothing much. He just wanted to invite me to fight on behalf of their Three Souls Sect."

"Three Souls Sect?"

Han Wuming was taken aback upon hearing this, and after thinking for a moment, he cautiously said, "Master, is it like the last time, the competition between the Three Souls Sect and the Nether Ghost Sect?"

"That's right, it's that competition. It seems that the main force of their Three Souls Sect can't participate, so he came to ask for my help."

Hearing Chen Tian's words, Han Wuming was somewhat surprised. His eyes flickered rapidly, and he continued to ask, "Then what do you intend to do, Master? Are you going to agree or not?"

"Hmm?"

Chen Tian seemed to sense something, his tone suddenly becoming stern as he coldly said, "Do I need you to question what kind of decision I make?"

Hearing Chen Tian's sudden change in tone, Han Wuming was so frightened that he trembled all over and hurriedly shook his head, saying, "Master... I... I was wrong..."

Han Wuming was utterly depressed. Despite Chen Tian's young age, his tone often revealed an unattainable domineering aura, which terrified Han Wuming every time.

Hearing Han Wuming's somewhat aggrieved voice, Chen Tian's tone finally softened slightly, and he said faintly, "Alright, put the item on the ground and then leave!"

"Yes, Master!"

Han Wuming dared not contradict Chen Tian any further. After respectfully acknowledging, he took out a jade bottle from his bosom and gently placed it on the ground.

Having done all this, Han Wuming breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat that had somehow seeped out of his forehead, bowed to Chen Tian from afar, and then respectfully retreated from the hall.

Once Han Wuming had disappeared, a golden light suddenly erupted from the inner hall, enveloping the jade bottle on the ground before rapidly retracting.

The golden light, wrapped around the jade bottle, flew straight into Chen Tian's hand, before dissolving into a sky full of starlight.

Chen Tian pinched the jade bottle with two fingers, held it up to his eyes, and began to examine it closely.

He saw that the jade bottle had turned pitch black, as if it had been contaminated by the contents inside, and even though it was separated by the bottle, wisps of black smoke still rose from the jade bottle, making the scene extremely eerie.

This was the demon blood that Han Wuming had retrieved from the ancient demon corpse.

At this moment, Chen Tian stared motionless at the jade bottle, his brow furrowed, as if pondering something.

After the last attempt, Chen Tian already knew that these demonic auras could help him repair his damaged Immortal Clan bloodline.

However, because he had absorbed too much demonic energy, the repair effect had become negligible in the later stages.

But it was precisely because Chen Tian had repaired a portion of his Immortal Clan bloodline that he had successfully broken through the Qi Induction Stage and entered the Spirit Guidance Stage.

Chen Tian was now facing almost the exact same situation as last time, stuck at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Guidance Stage and unable to break through to the Spirit Gathering Stage.

If it were the former Chen Tian, he might have panicked long ago.

But after the experience of breaking through the Qi Induction Stage last time, Chen Tian had calmed down.

He understood in his heart that the reason he was unable to break through to the Spirit Gathering Stage was perhaps still due to the incomplete Immortal Clan bloodline.

Last time, Chen Tian had relied on absorbing demonic energy in the Sacred Demon Cave to repair most of his Immortal Clan bloodline, which allowed him to successfully enter the Spirit Guidance Stage. Judging by the current situation, Chen Tian had to repair even more of his Immortal Clan bloodline in order to break through to the Spirit Gathering Stage.

Therefore, Chen Tian had asked Han Wuming to fetch a bottle of demon blood, intending to try whether he could continue to repair his Immortal Clan bloodline with this demonic energy.

Thinking of this, a determined look flashed in Chen Tian's eyes, and without further hesitation, he opened the seal of the jade bottle and took out a drop of demon blood.

As soon as the drop of demon blood appeared, rays of dark light radiated outward from it.

At the same time, an unbearable, foul aura was released, making people want to vomit!

This drop of demon blood came from the corpse of an ancient demon and was filled with the demonic essence he had gathered during his lifetime. It was the most Yin and cold substance in the world. If mortals were contaminated by this demon blood, they would be instantly demonized.

Even the people of the Ghost Dao Sect did not dare to absorb too much demonic energy at once, but instead entered the Sacred Demon Cave once every three years, and each time it took them several years to slowly refine it.

But Chen Tian was different. Because he had inherited the Immortal Clan bloodline, and the Demon Clan was a servant of the Immortal Clan, naturally suppressed by the Immortal Clan, Chen Tian would not suffer any damage no matter how much demonic energy he absorbed.

However, among the three clans of Immortals, Demons, and Monsters, the Demon Clan ranked the lowest. Therefore, Chen Tian had now reached a bottleneck. Even if he absorbed all the demonic energy from the ancient demon corpse, he would not be able to repair any more of his Immortal Clan bloodline.

But Chen Tian had no choice now. The only method he knew to repair his Immortal Clan bloodline was to absorb demonic energy.

So, whether it would work or not, Chen Tian had to try it first, right?

If it were in the past, then the Immortal Clan bloodline would devour this demonic energy and then transform it into Immortal Power to repair the damaged areas.

So, after Chen Tian dragged this demonic energy here, he left it here, quietly waiting for the changes to come.

Because the Demon Clan was previously a servant of the Immortal Clan, when this demonic energy came before the damaged Immortal Clan bloodline, it began to tremble slightly, looking terrified.

But then, a frustrating scene occurred. Faced with such tempting and delicious "food," the Immortal Clan bloodline did not move at all, as if it had developed 'anorexia' and ignored it.

Seeing this, Chen Tian immediately felt helpless. It seemed that the idea of using demonic energy to continue repairing the damaged Immortal Clan bloodline had failed.

And when the demonic energy saw that it was still safe and sound, it gradually calmed down from its initial panic, and finally began to become bold, wantonly running around in Chen Tian's body.

"Hmph, evil demons and monsters, truly noisy!"

The plan to repair the Immortal Clan bloodline had failed, and Chen Tian was already somewhat angry. So, seeing the wanton appearance of this demonic energy, his eyes flashed sharply, and he planned to deal with it.

However, what he never expected was that at this moment, an unexpected scene appeared!