Three hours had passed, and the middle-aged man in blue finally gave up. Even the Slaying Immortal Tripod couldn't refine a mere youngster from the Foundation Establishment Realm. He had to accept that the times had changed; perhaps all cultivators had grown stronger.
If only he could get out, he thought as he looked at Tang Feng in the tripod. There was only one option left—soul possession. Although this choice was not as effective as refining with the Slaying Immortal Tripod, it had to be done.
Unless he continued to wait, which he knew was almost impossible now. This youngster had obtained the treasures here; it would be strange if he didn't sweep up everything else.
He might even destroy this place as the last Sect Master of the Slaying Immortal Sect. He did not wish for such a thing to happen.
