A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Ten thousand years ago, who didn't respectfully call him the Venerable Venerable of Ten Thousand Poisons?

However, this furnace, formed from the very essence of the Dao, had trapped him for ten thousand years. What was even more hateful were those righteous cultivators!

The one who plotted against him back then was an ancestor of the Peach Blossom Temple. The retribution fell on his disciples and descendants, which is the cycle of cause and effect!

"Oh, you!"

Luo Fan bowed deeply, his face contorted in struggle, "Aren't you afraid of the backlash from your oath to Heaven?!"

His illusory consciousness fluctuated violently, his pained appearance like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

To Mo Chen, this threat sounded like a joke.

"I am but a remnant soul; what do I have to fear from divine retribution?"

A cold snort pierced through the layers of black mist, "Having the body of the Great Dao is a waste on you. Only by handing it over to me can its true value be realized!"

A few breaths later.

The black mist completely entered Luo Fan's brow, eroding the core of his consciousness.

However, just when Mo Chen thought he had the victory in his grasp and was enjoying the thrill of successfully possessing the body,

Luo Fan laughed, "Old man, don't you think you're celebrating a bit too soon?"

His pain vanished in the blink of an eye, replaced by a cold, mocking smile.

If you really think he wasn't prepared, and acted so hastily, he'd have lived ten thousand years in vain.

If we are more patient and gain his trust, we might actually be able to get that old guy to succeed.

Of course, the probability is not high, and Luo Fan would not keep a potential threat by his side.

"What?!"

Mo Chen's intruding consciousness suddenly froze. The extreme cold and corrosive power, originating from Luo Fan's divine consciousness, enveloped his remnant soul.

"Aaaaaah!!"

He screamed in agony, as if he had encountered highly corrosive sulfuric acid, and was forced to leave Luo Fan's brow.

The ink dust condensed into a phantom image once more, appearing even dimmer than before.

"Boy, what did you do to me!"

His remnant soul was being rapidly eroded by a terrifying energy, which he was completely unable to resist!

Luo Fan crossed his arms, a half-smile playing on his lips, offering no explanation.

"Soul-Eating Pill! It's the Soul-Eating Pill!"

Mo Chen was horrified after realizing what was happening. "If you take this pill, you will surely die too... No, wait!"

"You're immune to all poisons? This kind of talent is truly outrageous!"

He had planned everything, but he hadn't anticipated that Luo Fan's physique was so abnormal that he was immune to the deadly poison that specifically corroded the soul!

What's even more infuriating is that this kid used himself as bait, using it as a weapon for retaliation.

He knew, of course, that the best time to act was after obtaining the appointment, but he couldn't hold out much longer; his remnant soul was being repeatedly injured and was about to perish.

"I only realize this now, too late. I've always been one to repay kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge!"

Luo Fan's eyes were icy cold. "If you knew what was good for you, I might spare your life and even nurture your soul. Unfortunately, you chose the path of death."

"No! Young friend! Young friend Luo! I was wrong! I was bewitched! Please spare my life!"

Mo Chen panicked, his soul growing weaker and weaker. "I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and serve you. I know many ancient secrets that will be of great use to you!"

Luo Fan remained unmoved. To be merciful to those who wanted to possess him was to be cruel to himself.

At that very moment, another unexpected event occurred!

Before the Soul-Eating Pill completely annihilated Mo Chen's remnant soul, its unique side effects took effect.

His gradually dissipating phantom was able to re-condense, which made Mo Chen overjoyed.

"Hahaha, Heaven hasn't forsaken me! How could your little Soul-Eating Pill possibly harm this old man!"

What the hell!

No!

Luo Fan was also shocked!

Could the side effects of this Soul-Eating Pill really bring the target back to life?!

What a terrible effect!

Taking advantage of Luo Fan's distraction, Mo Chen transformed into black mist again and pounced, "Kid, you're finished!"

His laughter didn't last long; it only touched Luo Fan's consciousness before the black mist abruptly stopped.

After wriggling for a moment, it revealed the hideous face of Mo Chen hidden inside.

The screams continued unabated as the body, now back in its soul form, continued to swell!

boom!

With that loud bang, his phantom exploded into a cloud of black mist and then dissipated.

Seeing this, Luo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart tightened again as he saw the black mist gathering once more.

What's going on?

Luo Fan doubted whether what he had refined was actually the Soul-Eating Pill. Could he be serious for once?

Obviously, the answer is no!

Mo Chen's remnant soul experienced the extreme pain of death before him and came back to life.

Then it pounced on him!

He believed that as long as he was fast enough, and once the drug's effects wore off, Luo Fan would be his easy prey!

it is a pity!

His soul swelled again, faster than before, and the tearing pain was even more intense.

Another explosion!

The third time....the fourth time...

Each death brought him extreme pain on a spiritual level.

Every resurrection is just the beginning of an even more painful one!

"Kill me! Please...kill me!!"

When he was resurrected for the seventh time, all he had left was the desire to die.

This kid is inhuman! Even killing someone is just a matter of beheading, he's truly despicable!

This is an inhumane insult to his soul.

"burst!"

With Luo Fan snapping his fingers, Mo Chen died for the eighth time.

When the ninth remnant soul was able to condense, his phantom image faded to the point of being almost invisible.

Mo Chen looked at Luo Fan, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, his eyes filled with endless regret!

After experiencing his ninth soul shattering, he finally died as he had wished!

Luo Fan let out a long sigh of relief and wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

Horror!

The side effects of the Soul-Eating Pill are absolutely despicable!

"Huh? What's this?"

He saw that the space was lit up with starlight, which seemed to be connected to him in some way.

His fingertips touched a point of light, which was tinged with the scent of ink dust.

The shimmering points of light converged into a long river of light, which seeped into his brow.

Countless pieces of information flooded Luo Fan's mind!

"The Hall of Soul Killing!"

The long river formed by those points of light is all the memories related to Mo Chen.

Their Eastern Spirit Realm is divided into three sects and one hall, and Peach Blossom Temple has declined to the point of not being able to be included among the three sects.

Mo Chen was the master of the Soul Killing Hall in his lifetime. He was treacherous, cunning, and utterly wicked.

He was also proficient in alchemy, poison, and weapon crafting, all of which contributed to his growth.

Luo Fan also learned through his memories that the Soul Devouring Hall had not truly perished; he was merely the master of a branch hall, with a complex web of forces behind him.

After Mo Chen disappeared, those people searched for the whereabouts of the Great Dao Furnace.

"Tsk, this guy definitely has quite a background."

Unfortunately, it became his experience guide.

If those people from the demonic path were to find out that the secret treasure had fallen into his hands, what would their reaction be?

Then, Luo Fan shuddered. That would surely be a catastrophe for Peach Blossom Temple!

For his own life, and for Senior Sister Bai to open her heart to him, he must keep this secret.

After all, to survive in the cracks, one must not only persevere to the end, but also persevere without giving up!

In this way, I will not fail the beauty, nor will I fail her kindness!

Luo Fan explored his memories again, and when he saw a certain scene, his closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Old man!"

He saw Li Chishui!