Overriding the Heaven

As his body became more and more sturdy and condensed, the speed at which he ate spirit stones also increased.    

Now, in less than twelve hours, he could digest one piece.    

As a result, the rate at which he was storing spiritual energy within his body was rapidly increasing.    

Ten days in the real world, thirty days in the time and space cage was equivalent to a month.    

In this one month's time, Chu Yan had swallowed thirty-two spirit stones.    

Before this, he would need nearly 50 days to swallow 32 spirit stones!    

"According to this speed, I'm not too far away from the complete 1st level of Pulse Condensation Stage!" Chu Yan's heart was filled with confidence.    

Generally, for disciples who had entered the Shattered Star Pavilion, from the initial stage of the 1st level of Pulse Condensation Stage to the perfection stage of the 1st level of Pulse Condensation Stage, would require at least seven to eight years. Those with better talent, such as Li Xiu, had also spent four to five years.    

One must know that they were different from Chu Yan. Li Xiu, Su Jianyuan and the others had powerful families backing them up.    

As for Chu Yan, from beginning to end, other than the things that his mother had left him, he had done everything by himself.    

According to his estimate, it would take him less than a year to complete the first stage of 1st level of Pulse Condensation Stage in the real world!    

The echo loop and Return to the Ruins Tower s that his mother had left for him were Chu Yan's greatest reliance!    

Furthermore, Chu Yan was also filled with anticipation towards the items stored at the top level of Return to the Ruins Tower.    

"I must strive to reach the perfection-stage of the 1st level of Pulse Condensation Stage before winter arrives, and then begin to attack the Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage to become an outer sect disciple!"    

In Chu Yan's heart, he set his own goal.    

By this time, it was already the beginning of May.    

It was the third of May.    

Southern Yun had the highest temperature.    

When the commoners of North Cloud still had to wear their long gowns, it was already like the middle of summer in the Southern Yun area. Every day was as hot as the summer heat, and the sunrise was extremely early, while the sunset was extremely late.    

On a seemingly normal and ordinary day, Chen Xiaotian carried a basket full of mountain goods and, while the sun was setting, he was on his way home.    

With the saying that the ancestors relied on the mountains to eat the water, Chen Xiaotian who lived at the foot of the mountain was a normal mountain villager who relied on harvesting mountain goods and then selling them to merchants to live.    

After working hard all day, his stomach was rumbling with hunger. When he thought of the delicious food he could eat at home, he could not help but quicken his pace.    

In the distance, the memorial archway with the three words "Jianghe Village" carved on it could already be seen clearly.    

However, Chen Xiaotian felt that something was strange. Usually, at this time, he would be able to see the smoke coming out from the chimneys of the houses in the village from this direction.    

Not only that, but the large dogs raised in the village should also be accompanied by the laughter and barking of children.    

But today, none of these existed.    

The silence of the village was incredibly strange, causing Chen Xiaotian to feel a sense of unease in his heart.    

He quickened his pace and walked towards the village entrance.    

Not long after, he saw a corpse beside the memorial archway at the village entrance.    

To be exact, it was a half corpse.    

Chen Xiaotian could tell from the dead person's face that he was the village chief's silly son.    

This fool had nothing to do every day, so he just squatted at the entrance of the village and stared at's wife, letting out a silly chuckle. Every day when he saw Chen Xiaotian coming back at this time, even idiots would greet him.    

But today, the fool who usually stayed behind turned into half a corpse.    

The lower half of the corpse was no longer there. A long trail of blood was left behind the upper half of the corpse.    

It was obvious that the fool had crawled all the way here after losing his lower body, and then lost all signs of life.    

The wounds on the fool's waist were uneven, as if they had been torn apart by a vicious beast. His intestines were exposed, and along with dried blood, they were spread out on the ground.    

Chen Xiaotian's mind was blank, he stared blankly at the corpse for a moment, then suddenly, his stomach started moving.    

He could no longer control himself and ran to the side to vomit.    

Chen Xiaotian's stomach was already empty, what he was spitting out, was all the acid in his stomach, but even so, when he thought about the miserable state of a fool, he could not stop, it was as if he wanted to vomit all over.    

Only after a long while did Chen Xiaotian stop vomiting.    

He stumbled toward the village.    

He was not a fool. The moment he saw the first corpse, and the strange silence of the village, he realized what could have happened.    

But in Chen Xiaotian's heart, he still had a sliver of luck.    

He hoped his family was fine.    

He ignored the broken paths and collapsed houses in the village.    

The thick smell of blood in the air couldn't stop him from moving forward.    

When he reached the front of the house that originally belonged to him, Chen Xiaotian was already dumbstruck.    

Most of the houses that had been built less than two months ago collapsed as if they had been bombarded by artillery shells.    

Blanks and stones were strewn all over the place.    

Only half of Old Mother's head was left. She was lying on the broken wall, her back was cut open by some unknown sharp blade, and even her spine was bent out.    

The virtuous wife that married him for less than a year, when Chen Xiaotian saw him, only had one arm left.    

This was because Chen Xiaotian remembered that on the inside of his wife's arm, there was a birthmark the size of a fingernail.    

The night before, Chen Xiaotian was still smiling as he poked the birthmark with his finger.    

And today, the master of this arm only had this one ice-cold arm left, which was lying in front of Chen Xiaotian.    

"Just what is this …" "What's going on?" The enormous stimulation caused Chen Xiaotian to forget his pain for a moment.    

He looked around.    

The entire village was in ruins.    

If it was a bandit slaughtering a village, they would at most set fires to rob food. However, there was no fire at the scene, and the food was just as good as gold and silver.    

Furthermore, Chen Xiaotian knew that there was a branch altar of the Shattered Star Pavilion not even fifteen kilometers from here.    

With the protection of the Shattered Star Pavilion, there were no longer any bandits in this area.    

"Who is it …?" "Who did it …" Chen Xiaotian muttered to himself, his gaze hollow.    

At this moment, a patter sound came from the damaged room behind him.    

Chen Xiaotian quivered and turned around. He immediately saw a figure slowly walking out from a dark corner with a cracking sound.    

When the black figure appeared before his eyes, Chen Xiaotian's eyes instantly widened, his pupils intensely contracting, his back feeling a chill, all of the hairs on his body stood straight up, his spine rising from the bottom all the way to the back of his head, as though electricity had passed by.    

"You, who are you!" A moment later, in the deathly still village, Chen Xiaotian's terrified shout came out.