Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

As the dust that filled the sky settled back to the ground, clarity returned to the canyon.

But to the astonishment of everyone, the golden giant had disappeared, leaving only Jia Yan standing alone.

The people of the Nether Ghost Sect felt relieved at the sight and were about to congratulate Jia Yan when his body suddenly fell backward.

“Boom…”

Jia Yan was huge, so when he fell to the ground, the earth shook three times.

“You… you… Pfft…”

Jia Yan pointed at Chen Tian, seemingly wanting to curse him, but before he could speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out first.

Chen Tian ignored him and picked up Fan Da, turning to walk towards the Three Souls Sect.

Jia Yan was originally a competitive person; otherwise, he wouldn't have changed his appearance and endured for three years to take revenge on Fan Da.

So, seeing Chen Tian ignoring him, the anger in Jia Yan's heart erupted again. He struggled to get up and fight Chen Tian again.

However, Jia Yan was indeed seriously injured. As soon as he moved, he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Zhan Tianlong's face turned gloomy. After a flash, he appeared beside Jia Yan and held him down, saying, "Junior Brother Jia, your opponent in this competition was Fan Da, and you have already won. Don't bother with others. If you want revenge, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. There's no need to rush, understand?"

Jia Yan seemed to trust Zhan Tianlong extremely. He took the elixir and swallowed it without thinking. Then, he sat cross-legged in place and circulated his energy for a while, and the injuries on his body greatly improved.

After getting up from the ground, Jia Yan bowed to Zhan Tianlong and then walked back with huge steps, "Boom, boom."

Until Jia Yan's figure disappeared, Zhan Tianlong's originally smiling face instantly turned cold. He turned his head and stared coldly at Zhang He, and said in a deep voice: "You have already lost the first match. Without further ado, quickly send the candidate for the second match!"

It could be seen that although the Nether Ghost Sect had won the first match, Zhan Tianlong was very dissatisfied with the final result.

Zhang He's mood was no better at this time.

Originally, he thought that sending Fan Da to the stage for the first match would definitely be a sure win, but he never expected that the Nether Ghost Sect would have such a secret weapon as Jia Yan.

In the end, not only did they lose, but they also implicated Fan Da, who was seriously injured, which made the already difficult Three Souls Sect even worse.

Therefore, hearing Zhan Tianlong's words at this time, Zhang He couldn't help but feel depressed.

“Who should I choose for the second match?”

Zhang He's eyes slowly swept towards the people of the Three Souls Sect, but to his dismay, no one dared to meet his gaze, but instead lowered their heads, obviously unwilling to play.

Zhang He's expression was helpless. He knew that after experiencing seven consecutive years of setbacks, the people of the Three Souls Sect had become timid.

After sighing, Zhang He pointed to a disciple standing in front of him and said, "Tan Jun, you have already cultivated to the ninth level of the Qi Activation Stage, the Great Perfection realm. You are second only to me in the Three Souls Sect, so I want to send you to the stage for the second match, okay?"

After speaking, Zhang He looked at him with hopeful eyes.

However, after hearing Zhang He's words, the disciple named Tan Jun trembled suddenly and quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no, no, Senior Brother, although I have already cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Qi Activation Stage, I can't beat Junior Brother Fan every time in actual combat training, and now that Junior Brother Fan has been defeated, then I will be even more unable to win. You should find someone else."

Tan Jun's personality was weak and timid. If Fan Da could have won the first match, then Tan Jun might still have had the confidence to fight, but now seeing Fan Da being beaten so badly by the opponent, Tan Jun flinched all of a sudden, because he didn't want to become the second Fan Da.

Zhang He knew this person's personality like the back of his hand, so after hearing his words, Zhang He smiled bitterly and had no choice but to give up.

Because Zhang He knew that even if he forced Tan Jun to fight, then in the confrontation, he would have already lost three points in momentum before the fight even started!

There were many people who had the same thoughts as Tan Jun. They were all lowering their heads at this time, expressing their unwillingness to fight.

“Senior Brother Zhang, let me go, I must avenge Senior Brother Fan!”

At this moment, the young man surnamed Gu suddenly spoke, and his eyes flashed with anger, obviously very angry that the Nether Ghost Sect had injured Fan Da.

Hearing his words, Zhang He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, and said, "Junior Brother Gu, I can understand your desire to avenge Junior Brother Fan, but your strength is too weak now. If I send you to fight, there is no chance of winning."

“But I…”

The young man surnamed Gu seemed to want to say something more, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang He: "Okay, don't mention this matter again. If it really doesn't work, we'll just admit defeat."

“Admit defeat?!”

As soon as Zhang He said these words, everyone in the Three Souls Sect couldn't help but change their expressions, but before long, they lowered their heads again.

Yes, now that things have come to this, what else can they do but admit defeat?

“Um… can I represent you in the second match?”

Just as the people of the Three Souls Sect were dejected, a clear voice rang out.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this and hurriedly looked over, and found that the person who had just spoken was Chen Tian!

Zhang He was also stunned for a moment, and then asked suspiciously: "Junior Brother Chen, you are Elder Han's closed disciple, there is no need to stand up for our Three Souls Sect, is it really okay?"

Chen Tian smiled after hearing this and said lightly: "Hey, after ten years of seclusion, my body is about to rust, so it's good to move around. Besides, I had already promised Senior Brother Fan before coming that if necessary, I could fight for your Three Souls Sect, so Senior Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry."

“That's right, I also heard Senior Brother Chen promise that.” As soon as Chen Tian finished speaking, the young man surnamed Gu hurriedly echoed.

Hearing these words, a look of surprise appeared on Zhang He's face, and he said excitedly: "Okay, then I'll leave the second match to Junior Brother Chen. No matter what the result is, I will definitely visit you in person to thank you in the future."

“Haha, Senior Brother is being polite, then I'll go.”

Chen Tian smiled and cupped his fist at Zhang He, and then walked towards the center of the field.

Seeing that someone from the Three Souls Sect was coming, there was a commotion in the crowd on the Nether Ghost Sect's side, and then a small path was separated, and a graceful figure walked out.

This was a young woman.

However, after seeing the woman's appearance clearly, everyone in the Three Souls Sect was shocked and couldn't help but blurt out: "It's actually Ling Shang Moye Hua!"