Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Four hundred li away from the Zha Da tribe, Sukelinma was leading his tribesmen back listlessly.

Different from their vigorous appearance when they came, the three thousand troops now had their heads hanging low, dragging their weapons dejectedly.

Sukelinma was truly depressed. He had not expected that there would be a deity in the Zha Da tribe, and that the deity's magic power would be very high.

If he had known this earlier, Sukelinma would not have rashly led his troops to attack.

Now it was all for naught. He failed to get the chicken but lost the rice. Not only did he fail to conquer the Zha Da tribe, but he also lost the deity on his side.

Thinking of this, Sukelinma's originally depressed mood became even more irritable.

He looked up and found that the eight Linma tribesmen in front were still carrying the ornately decorated sedan, but now there were only two beautiful maids in the sedan, and Qiu Binghe was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing this, a trace of anger arose in Sukelinma's heart for no reason, and he shouted: "You trash, what are you still doing carrying this sedan? Do you think I'm not troubled enough? Throw it away!"

"Throw it away?" Hearing Sukelinma's angry words, the Linma tribesmen carrying the sedan in front were stunned. After hesitating for a while, one of them asked: "Chief, if we throw the sedan away, what about the two women on it?"

Sukelinma was bored, so he waved his hand without thinking at this moment: "Give them to you."

Hearing Sukelinma's words, the originally listless Linma tribesmen instantly regained their former vigor, and rushed forward, carrying the two panicked and beautiful maids towards the forest in front.

As for the sedan that Qiu Binghe had sat in, it was abandoned to the side, and no one looked at it again.

Sukelinma sighed, then rolled over and got off his horse, staring blankly at the southern sky.

But at this moment, a piece of extremely strange red cloud suddenly flew from the distant sky at a very high speed, and soon flew close to Sukelinma.

When the cloud reached here, it stopped moving, but hovered over Sukelinma's head.

Sukelinma felt a little curious after seeing it. He had never seen such a strange cloud.

But then, an even more bizarre situation occurred. A somewhat icy voice suddenly sounded from the red cloud, asking: "Lower realm mortal, have you seen this person?"

Sukelinma was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that there was still a person hidden in the red cloud.

However, he didn't have much time to be surprised. As soon as the man's voice fell, a ray of light spread down from the red cloud and formed a huge image in the air.

In the image, a young man in white, with a dashing posture, was flying in the air with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, appearing extremely calm.

But after Sukelinma saw the young man in the image clearly, his expression became even more terrified. How could he not recognize him? Isn't this the deity who just helped the Zha Da tribe defeat him?

That's right, what is shown in this image is Chen Tian!

And after seeing this, Sukelinma's face changed drastically.

The immortal in the red cloud also noticed the change on Sukelinma's face. His voice became a little colder again, and he asked coldly: "What, have you seen him?"

At this time, Sukelinma had already reacted. Presumably, the person in this red cloud was probably a more powerful deity than Chen Tian and Qiu Binghe. So he didn't dare to hide anything, and hurriedly repeated what had happened before to him in its entirety.

"Haha... Yang Xiong, ah, Yang Xiong, you are really good at hiding! But even so, you still can't escape my Wuzhi Mountain!"

After listening to Sukelinma's words, the red demon cloud in the sky suddenly split in all directions, and a young man with a sinister look appeared in the middle.

It was Pan Linghai, who had been painstakingly tracking Chen Tian!

Sukelinma was shocked when he saw Pan Linghai. As expected, he was also a deity.

Sukelinma's eyes rolled around, and then he 'plop' knelt down and shouted: "This deity, would you be willing to join our Linma tribe? Don't worry, as long as you are willing to join, then we will definitely treat you with good wine and food every day, and build a magnificent palace for you, and we will choose young and beautiful girls to serve you every day! And you only need to use your magic power to help us conquer the entire Changping Grassland, what do you think?"

Sukelinma had made enough profit from Qiu Binghe, so he also wanted to follow suit and pull Pan Linghai into their Linma tribe.

Sukelinma could see that the magic power of the deity in front of him was much higher than that of Qiu Binghe, so if he was willing to join, then their Linma tribe would be able to dominate the entire Changping Grassland.

Thinking of this, Sukelinma couldn't help but feel secretly happy, thinking that he had been favored by God. He had just lost a deity, and now, another deity was sent over.

However, what Sukelinma never expected was that Pan Linghai was not Qiu Binghe. He had already cultivated to the Gathering Spirit Stage, and he could no longer look down on these things that were regarded as treasures by mortals. Instead, he felt that this was an insult to him.

So Pan Linghai's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand, and a blue light shot towards Sukelinma's left arm.

The blue light was bright, and before Sukelinma could react, it cut off his entire left arm.

It wasn't until the bright red blood spurted out that Sukelinma came back to his senses, holding his incomplete arm and rolling on the ground, howling.

But at this time, there was no trace of pity in Pan Linghai's eyes. Instead, he sneered disdainfully: "You lowly commoner from the lower realm, how dare you come to command me, you are simply courting death!"

But Pan Linghai was, after all, a cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Stage, so although Chen Tian had cut off the connection between him and the marks, he still tracked him to this desolate Changping Grassland by relying on some subtle feelings.

But after arriving here, the faint marks completely disappeared, presumably they should have been broken by Chen Tian.

In this way, Pan Linghai would no longer be able to track Chen Tian by relying on these marks.

But fortunately, he met Sukelinma at this time, and obtained some information about Chen Tian from him.

Since this matter had only happened recently, it meant that Chen Tian shouldn't have run too far.

After carefully sensing, Pan Linghai really found a trace of spiritual power fluctuations in the west of Changping Grassland, which should be the direction Chen Tian was escaping.

Thinking of this, Pan Linghai's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he sneered gloomily: "Yang Xiong, run! I'll see how you can escape from my palm this time!"