I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

"How is it possible? How can a Body Refiner suppress me, who is in the middle stage of Blood Refining?"

Liu Jian's mind regained some clarity.

He finally realized that Lin Xuan's instant kill of Liu Dao was not just a sneak attack.

Lin Xuan's fighting ability definitely exceeded all of their imaginations.

"laugh!"

"when!"

Liu Jian's blood boiled, and he suddenly burst out with all his strength, forcing Lin Xuan back half a step with one sword.

"You wait for me!"

With a loud roar, Liu Jian turned around and fled.

"Ha ha……"

"Can you escape?"

Lin Xuan curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, and used the Stealth Step to move forward. In an instant, he was at the back of Liu Jian and chopped him down with his sword.

"Damn it!"

"How come you're so fast? Your body movements... are... really great..."

Liu Jian resisted in an instant, and a hint of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he regretted being tempted by the huge reward.

He and Liu Dao should have had a bright future.

"You only see it now?"

"late!"

Lin Xuan's faint voice reached Liu Jian's ears.

Afterwards, he burst out with even faster speed, and every time he moved, the blood-red sword would attack from a strange angle.

Liu Jian struggled to resist. After a few breaths, Liu Jian was so panicked that he was not careful and his arm was cut off by a knife.

"what!"

Liu Jian let out a heart-wrenching scream and fell backwards.

"no, do not want……"

He roared in fear, his pupils shrinking into needles.

In his eyes, a blood-red sword grew bigger and bigger, and finally split his upper body directly.

"Pfft!"

The two bodies fell to the ground and Liu Jian died.

"Buzz!"

In Lin Xuan's mind, the Soul-Calming Tower continued to vibrate, and two balls of blood as thick as paste were absorbed.

At the same time, the light representing the time of cultivation also grew stronger.

"Practice time: twenty-five years!"

Lin Xuan was excited and his state of heavenly wrath was instantly lifted. His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A terrifying feeling of weakness came over him, and Lin Xuan did not dare to delay. He hurriedly took off the two men's disciple Linghe space rings, picked up their swords and left quickly.

After running for ten minutes, Lin Xuan jumped onto a giant tree and hid his body directly among the branches and leaves. Then he let out a long breath.

The next moment, he didn't waste any words and his mind sank into the space of the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

"Practice!"

As soon as the thought came to mind, the time and energy stored in a split second of ten thousand years were rapidly consumed.

A year later, Lin Xuan's condition had recovered thanks to the dual nourishment of blood and plenty of time.

"Oh?"

"Blood and Qi can actually recover quickly from a weakened state. It seems that in addition to time, blood and Qi must also be stored in the future."

Lin Xuan's eyes lit up and he felt extremely excited.

With the presence of blood and qi, the duration of weakness is greatly reduced.

It would take five years to recover from the second level of Heaven's Wrath.

Now, he has recovered to his peak in just one year. Even if he breaks out to the third level, as long as he has blood and energy, it will probably take two to three years to recover.

Quickly suppressing his excitement, Lin Xuan continued to devote his energy and time to cultivation.

In the second year, his cultivation to the peak of the Body Tempering Realm made a great leap forward.

In the third year, a lot of blood and energy were absorbed, leaving only a thin mass.

Lin Xuan's realm has reached the limit of the peak of body forging.

"call……"

Lin Xuan exited the Soul-Calming Tower, regained consciousness, and let out a long breath.

"Unfortunately, I'm still one step away from reaching the final stage, but my blood and energy aren't enough to break through to the Blood Refining Stage. I'm keeping it in reserve."

"Next, practice the three moves of the Blood Battle Sword Technique."

Lin Xuan muttered something and walked forward for another ten minutes. Then he continued to sink his consciousness into the Soul-Calming Tower and began a new round of cultivation.

There were 23 years left for training, so Lin Xuan reserved ten years and devoted the remaining 23 years to the training of the three styles of the Blood Battle Sword Technique.

In three years, I have completely mastered the three styles and got started.

In seven years, he mastered the three styles.

However, it was not until the thirteenth year that he had barely touched the threshold of minor success in the three styles.