Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Finally, in front of Lin Fan, he knelt down and swore in a loud and firm voice: "I, the ancient sword god Li Shentong, today use my blood as the matchmaker and my soul to swear that I, Li Shentong, will sign a soul contract with Lin Fan. From today onwards, Lin Fan is my master."

These words echoed in the hall like ancient bells, carrying weight and power.

Lin Fan had a grudge against Li Shentong and was quite dissatisfied with his previous behavior. Therefore, facing Li Shentong's kneeling, he had no intention of dodge. Instead, he stood up straighter and more calmly.

He watched with cold eyes and accepted the surrender of this generation of sword god. The complicated emotions in his heart were indescribable.

Lin Fan gently summoned the Chaos Tower.

The Chaos Tower rotated in the air, emitting a gentle and mysterious light, reflecting Lin Fan's decisive and firm face.

Li Shentong, the sword god of the generation, faced this legendary Tower of Chaos, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

He imitated the movements of the Demon Sect elders and slowly forced out his blood essence, dripping into the first floor of the Chaos Tower.

This drop of blood represents his commitment and determination, and also symbolizes the beginning of a new master-servant relationship between him and Lin Fan.

Following Lin Fan's thoughts, Li Shentong's figure gradually faded, and was finally absorbed by the Chaos Immortal Mansion.

The moment he entered the Chaos Immortal Mansion, the surrounding scene made him both surprised and uneasy.

However, not long after, he returned to his original appearance, but the chains that had bound him for many years no longer existed.

"How do we get out?"

Li Shentong's voice echoed in the Chaos Immortal Mansion, and his eyes fell on the Demon Sect elder, his eyes full of urgency and uneasiness.

The answer from the Demon Sect elder was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all the hope in Li Shentong's heart.

"It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out! To get out, I'm afraid I have to wait until Lin Fan has completed his cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shentong's face instantly turned ugly, with anger and regret intertwined in his eyes.

"You! Old thief, I was deceived by you again! I will kill you!"

Li Shentong gritted his teeth and glared at the Demon Sect elder.

His fingers trembled slightly, revealing the anger and helplessness deep inside.

At this moment, Li Shentong was no longer the lofty sword god, but an ordinary person trapped in an unknown space, full of fear and uncertainty about the future.

The atmosphere in the Chaos Immortal Mansion became tense and heavy, and a depressing atmosphere filled the space.

Facing Li Shentong's anger, the elder of the Demon Sect remained calm, but it was not difficult to see a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Although the words of the Demon Sect elder were calm, they carried a biting chill, as if they could penetrate the hardest armor and hit the depths of the soul.

"Keep me, and you will have someone to chat with; kill me, and you won't even have anyone to chat with!"

This sentence seemed to be an understatement, but in this chilling environment, it was like a double-edged sword, allowing Li Shentong to regain his composure involuntarily.

His eyes became profound in an instant, as if he was re-examining the situation in front of him and his own situation.

"I have been researching for many years, but I have never found a way to refine the Chaos Tower. Unexpectedly, it was refined by this kid! What does this mean?"

There was a bit of self-deprecation in the Demon Sect elder's voice, which also revealed his recognition of Lin Fan's abilities.

He cast his gaze on Li Shentong, as if he wanted to inspire him to think deeply through this question.

Li Shentong was puzzled by this sudden question for a moment. His brows were furrowed and his heart was full of doubts: "What does it mean?"

"Luck! Luck is the most important thing in cultivation. When luck comes, nothing can stop it. What you and I lack is not talent, but luck!"

The Demon Sect elder's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be hammered deep into Li Shentong's soul.

At this moment, he seemed to realize a crucial truth on the road to cultivation.

After hearing this, the confusion in Li Shentong's heart seemed to be swept away by these words. He nodded frequently, and the expression on his face changed from confusion to enlightenment.

He began to reflect on his past and realized that in the pursuit of strength, in addition to hard work and talent, the role of luck cannot be ignored.

In the mysterious and unpredictable space of Chaos Immortal Mansion, two former rivals, Li Shentong and Elder Mo Sect, now sit together and talk like old friends.

Although the surrounding environment was quiet, their conversation was vivid and full of wisdom.

"When it comes to cultivation, at Lin Fan's age, my cultivation is far superior to his, but when it comes to luck, you and I are far behind Lin Fan!"

Li Shentong sighed, his voice full of helplessness and recognition.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed through his eyes, as if he was recalling the hardships and setbacks he had experienced along the way, and at the same time he was lamenting Lin Fan's incredible luck.

"With such good luck, it is probably only a matter of time before Lin Fan reaches great success!"

The words of the elder of the Demon Sect were full of affirmation and expectation. It seemed that he could see the future in his eyes. Lin Fan went further and further on the path of cultivation, and finally reached a respectable state.

After hearing the analysis of the Demon Sect elder, Li Shentong couldn't help but give a thumbs up, with an appreciative smile on his face.

"You are still an old ghost, with many calculations! But this time I was fooled, I'm happy!"

There was a bit of self-deprecation in his words, but more of a resigned acceptance and optimism about the current situation.

They were originally incompatible opponents, but now in this closed space, they have begun another form of communication and understanding.

The world is full of miracles that no one can predict.

The two rivals who fought each other as soon as they met unexpectedly gathered in the same space and became friends who saw each other every day.

Such a change is not only a tease of fate, but also the growth of their respective mentality and cognition.

In the space, Li Shentong and the elder of the Demon Sect were chatting happily.

Their topics ranged from the secrets of spiritual practice, to the general trend of the world, to their future prospects for this young man, Lin Fan.

In the conversation between the two, there were many sparks of wisdom and relief from each other's past misunderstandings.

In this independent space, they are not disturbed by the outside world and have more opportunities to understand each other, which also allows their relationship to quietly change.

The outer space was enveloped in a faint atmosphere of tension. Lin Fan, Ximen Zhi, Jin Buke and Zhong Ling'er surrounded the unconscious Wolf King and Jiang Shuiling, their faces full of anxiety and helplessness.

The air around them seemed to be thickened by their anxiety. In the quiet forest, only their breathing and the occasional breeze broke the silence.