Upon hearing Chen Fan's words,
Chen Tiangan came to a realization, but could not help frowning. "But what if this person had already sent the information out before heading to the Sword Sect?"
Chen Fan raised his brows and said confidently, "If this person wanted to seize the immortal pill for himself, he definitely would not pass the information on to anyone else. The more powerful people who knew about it, the less chance he would have of obtaining the immortal pill!"
Looking at it from another angle, if Chen Fan himself sensed the aura of an immortal pill, he would never tell anyone else first. He would instead find a way to see whether he could obtain it himself.
If he could not obtain it, then they could talk.
Chen Fan did not believe that person would willingly give up the immortal pill.
Chen Tiangan nodded. "Chen Fan, you are right."
The reasoning was actually very simple.
It was simply that Chen Tiangan did not possess Chen Fan's confidence in his own strength. He was overly cautious, worrying about the other party's background and strength, and naturally did not dare act as freely as Chen Fan.
Even if Chen Fan had guessed wrong and falsely accused that old man, he did not believe the Luotian Sect would offend a top genius of the Sacred Hall such as himself over a mere Chang Sheng Fifth Layer cultivator.
Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
On this day, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
As the power of heaven and earth churned through the sky,
a sharp sword intent shot into the heavens.
At the same time, a bold burst of laughter spread throughout the Sword Sect.
Chen Fan's eyes flashed as well.
That