This time, Chen Lin did not use Kaiyuan Sword Will.
Instead, he used the Wooden Sword.
The pill was not his enemy, so there was no need to strike to kill. If he could preserve it, he would do his best to do so.
His Spirit Infusion Force Field now enveloped the entire room. No matter how transparent the pill was or how well it could conceal itself, it could not escape his perception.
The pill itself had no offensive power.
Its main method was a kind of mental corrosion, which his force field happened to counter perfectly.
This gave Chen Lin an opportunity.
He could slowly wear down the pill's energy, then make his move once it lost the ability to dodge.
But he could not take too long.
He had to finish before he could no longer maintain his Spirit Infusion State.
With his plan settled,
Chen Lin attacked without hesitation.
To his surprise, however, the pill was extraordinarily adept at dodging and could partially evade the Spirit Infusion Force Field's lock-on, easily avoiding his sword strike.
He no longer dared to be careless.
He simply guarded the doorway.
He pushed his perception to its limit, striking whenever the pill approached the door to force it back.
For he had noticed something.
The pill seemed to have to pass through the doorway to leave the room. It could not penetrate any other part of it.
This gave him a chance to block its escape. Even if it could evade the Spirit Infusion Force Field's containment, it still could not get away.
Time trickled by.
Using the Wooden Sword in conjunction with Sword Will, Chen Lin finally weakened the pill.
But what left him scratching his head was how much backbone this pill had.
Far more than the Great