Borrowing the Power of All Living Beings to Strike Down Heaven's Will

"It really is uncomfortable at first."

Bie Xuening, standing beside her, spoke.

Chen Huan paused at her words. "Do you mean it gets easier once you've adjusted, Senior Sister?"

"Not exactly."

"..."

So it doesn't get easier after all.

"But once you get used to it..."

She seemed to want to offer Chen Huan a few words of comfort, but after thinking for a while, she couldn't come up with anything. In the end, she could only say,

"You'll get used to it."

"..."

That was even worse than saying nothing.

Chen Huan was a little speechless, but she understood.

After all, for a True Immortal to anchor Heaven's Will was like an ordinary person who'd been free and unfettered shackling themselves. Every move they made would be restricted.

How could that possibly be easy?

Still, she had expected this.

Compared to when Heaven's Will had been divided into seven parts, what she bore now was nothing at all.

"You can take some time to feel it out."

Perhaps realizing she wasn't good at comforting people, Bie Xuening changed the subject.

"Hmm?"

"The process of refining 'Heaven's Will.'"

The process of refining...

'Heaven's Will'?

Chen Huan considered this, closed her eyes, and calmly sensed the shackles continually settling upon her, the strands of 'Heaven's Will' surging toward her.

Just as she had sensed before, it was both heavy and ethereal, an existence that seemed utterly contradictory, yet made perfect sense.

Heaven's Will was unseen, yet it accorded with all things.

If it hadn't been extracted, Heaven's Will should have existed across every layer of the Great Profound Realm—past, present, and future—just like the 'Yang' of the Great Profound Realm.

But ever since the thirteen True Immortals had joined forces to extract it, it had lost its 'future' and 'past', existing