Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 489 Kill us if we don't help? Our family must survive!

Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.

The smile on the face of the Soul Refining Sect patriarch vanished completely, replaced by a cold scrutiny.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "You are quite clever."

Upon hearing this, the last shred of hope in Chen Fan's heart vanished.

Sure enough.

"Unfortunately, clever people often die faster." The patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect sighed, but his sigh was filled with endless killing intent. "I originally wanted to take you as my disciple and pass on my lineage because of your special artistic conception. But since you have seen through my intentions, I cannot keep you alive."

Before he finished speaking, his withered right hand slowly rose.

With fingers spread, a blood-red rune quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The rune was no bigger than a fingernail, yet it exuded a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine, as if it contained the wails of countless wronged souls.

"Although I have been sealed for ten thousand years and my cultivation has fallen to the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, killing you, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator... even if you have only achieved minor mastery of the Intent, is just a thought away."

The Soul Refining Sect's patriarch spoke calmly, yet with an undeniable air of authority.

"To die under my 'Soul Refining Blood Talisman' is your good fortune."

The crimson runes slowly rose and imprinted themselves on Chen Fan's brow.

Wherever it passed, space distorted, emitting a sizzling, corrosive sound, as if even the void itself could not withstand its power.

Chen Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, his nascent soul operated wildly, and the concepts of life and death and cause and effect erupted once again. Gray and white energies intertwined to form a shield in front of him!

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot," the patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect chuckled.

The crimson runes pierced through the gray-white energy shield without any hindrance. The life and death energies, which were powerful enough to obliterate the Nascent Soul realm, had no effect on them at all.

The rune's speed remained undiminished, heading straight for Chen Fan's brow!

Three inches, two inches, one inch!

Chen Fan could even feel the overwhelming resentment and destructive aura emanating from the runes. His soul began to sting, as if it were being forcibly torn out of his body!

Just as the rune was about to be imprinted on his forehead!

A resolute glint suddenly flashed in Chen Fan's eyes!

He suddenly raised his hand, not to attack the rune, but to slam it hard against his own chest!

"receive!"

With a low shout, golden light shone brightly from his palm!

The golden light was not dazzling, but rather restrained and profound, as if it contained some ancient and primal aura.

The moment the golden light appeared, Chen Fan's figure suddenly became ethereal, like ripples on water, and vanished into thin air just before the blood-red rune touched his brow!

"Um?"

The Soul Refining Sect's patriarch's pupils suddenly contracted.

The crimson rune struck the air and landed on the ground, blasting open a bottomless blood crater. The vengeful spirits within the crater howled and lingered for a long time.

But the patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect had no time to spare.

He stared intently at the spot where Chen Fan had disappeared, his eyes surging with bloodlust, and for the first time, a look of shock appeared on his withered face.

"This is……"

He suddenly stood up, and a fierce aura erupted from his body, causing the entire hall to tremble violently!

"This is the treasure that the Cultivation Alliance searched for with all its might back then! How did it end up here? How did it fall into the hands of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator?"

The voice of the Soul Refining Sect's patriarch was filled with disbelief.

He knew some of the inside story of that earth-shattering search tens of thousands of years ago, even before he was sealed away!

Three rogue immortals from the Cultivation Alliance joined forces with dozens of Transcending Tribulation experts to search the entire Alliance Starfield, all in search of a supreme treasure that had fallen from the Immortal Realm!

It is said that this treasure contains the essence of creation, can evolve all things, can conceal the secrets of heaven, and can even help people become immortals!

The old monsters in the alliance have spent a huge amount of manpower and resources to find this treasure!

However, after searching for tens of thousands of years, there was still no trace of it.

Ultimately, the matter was left unresolved, becoming an unsolved mystery for the league.

The patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect never expected that ten thousand years later, in this sealed land, he would actually sense the aura of this treasure on an old eunuch in the Nascent Soul stage!

Although the aura was extremely weak and not as shocking as what he had seen at the Alliance headquarters back then, it was definitely not wrong!

"No wonder...no wonder he could comprehend the essence of life and death with only a mid-Nascent Soul cultivation, and even materialize it..." The Soul Refining Sect patriarch muttered to himself, his eyes gradually being replaced by greed.

"So it turns out there's a priceless treasure at work! This treasure can even help one comprehend the Great Dao!"

He suddenly looked up and surveyed the surroundings of the hall!

"Youngster, do you think you can hide in this treasure and escape my reach? This place has been sealed by that guy's rules; a mere Nascent Soul stage ant like you can forget about escaping!"

The patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect sneered, his withered hands suddenly forming a hand seal.

"The secret method of the Soul Refining Sect! Search the sky for thousands of souls!"

"boom!"

The runes on the four walls of the main hall exploded simultaneously, turning into countless blood-red threads that intertwined to form a giant net covering the entire hall!

Within the giant net, the phantoms of countless wronged souls appeared, roaring and howling, frantically searching every inch of space.

With such a relentless search, the Soul Refining Sect's ancestor's early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level began to decline again!

However, having already been attracted by the treasure, he couldn't care less about anything else!

In less than three breaths.

"Found you!"

Bloodlust surged in the eyes of the Soul Refining Sect's patriarch, and his right hand lashed out at a void in the northeast corner of the main hall!

"Come out here!"

A giant crimson hand tore through space and slammed down!

Meanwhile, inside the golden bowl.

Chen Fan collapsed onto a deserted open space, panting heavily.

The palm-sized golden bowl on his chest floated silently, its light dim.

The main hall was filled with rules just now, and forcibly activating the golden bowl to control himself almost exhausted Chen Fan's last bit of spiritual power.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Fan coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his face as pale as paper.

He looked down at the golden bowl, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

This golden bowl was a gift from Princess Yuanping.

Since embarking on the path of immortality, this golden bowl has repeatedly saved him from crises, but Chen Fan never imagined that this object had such a great origin.

The ultimate treasure that the Cultivation Alliance has been searching for with all its might!

"No wonder this treasure is so extraordinary..." Chen Fan smiled wryly.

Even if the Soul Refining Sect's ancestor had been sealed for ten thousand years, his cultivation at the Integration Stage would still be far beyond what he could contend with.

If it weren't for the mysterious power of the golden bowl, he would have already been annihilated by now.

But... you can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever.

Chen Fan could sense a terrifying divine sense sweeping around the golden bowl. If the bowl's original aura hadn't been special, it would probably have been locked onto long ago.

"We must restore our spiritual power as soon as possible... even just a little bit will help us hold on for a few more moments."

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged, and tried to circulate his internal energy.

But the meridians are empty, and the nascent soul is weak!

Are we really going to be trapped here and die?

No.

Chen Fan shook his head violently.

The chance to live that Tianxiangzi risked his life for wasn't meant for him to wait here and die.

The Cultivation Alliance possesses the Mirror of Reincarnation, which can bring the dead back to life.

As long as you're alive, there's hope.

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others..." Chen Fan murmured, a spark of fire rekindling in his eyes. "The Soul Refining Sect's patriarch can't be trusted, but the Cultivation Alliance... we can go there ourselves!"

"As long as we leave the sealed land, leave Tiannan Star, and head to the Cultivation Alliance... there's always a way to make contact with the Mirror of Reincarnation!"

Once this thought arose, it spread like wildfire and could never be extinguished.

The Dao mind was restored at this moment.

It wasn't for revenge, it wasn't for killing, it was only for... to revive Tianxiangzi.

This goal became the only belief that kept him going.