Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Seeing Chen Tian's body trapped by the blue light rings, rendering him unable to move, Mu Qingyun's eyes revealed an even more sinister look. He shook the black long sword in his hand, and a surge of purple flames erupted from the sword, illuminating Mu Qingyun's face with an even more eerie glow.

"Chop!"

Arriving in front of Chen Tian, Mu Qingyun shouted loudly. Immediately afterward, he gripped the sword with both hands and swung it down on Chen Tian with the force of a thunderbolt!

At the same time, the Junior Brother Lü had also arrived, his cheeks flushed red from exerting too much force as he wielded his hammer.

Seeing Mu Qingyun's sword strike down, he dared not lag behind. After a brief breath, he tightly gripped the heavy hammer, weighing over a hundred pounds, and smashed it down on Chen Tian's head.

In that instant, the long sword burning with purple flames and the heavy hammer whistling with a piercing sound of wind descended upon Chen Tian simultaneously, one after the other.

Even more deadly, the black rat continued to emit blue light rings, which, like lassos, wrapped around Chen Tian, making it impossible for him to move, let alone fight back.

The situation at this moment could truly be described as extremely dangerous!

The onlookers from the Three Souls Sect were all anxious, especially Zhang He, who was extremely worried. He also blamed himself in his heart, knowing that Chen Tian was no match for two Spirit Guiding stage experts. He shouldn't have left but should have stayed and fought alongside Chen Tian.

But no matter how much he regretted it, it was already too late. Furthermore, unbeknownst to Zhang He, Chen Tian was facing not only two Spirit Guiding stage experts but three, as the rat emitting the strange blue rings was the transformed soul of the other refined man.

The Nether Ghost Sect had sent all of their Spirit Guiding stage disciples, enough to prove how much they wanted to win this competition.

Watching the two men's attacks about to fall on the immobile Chen Tian, Zhang He became even more anxious and shouted, "Mu Qingyun, you said earlier that you would stop before causing serious injury. Don't go back on your word!"

"Stop before causing serious injury? Heh, nonsense!" Hearing Zhang He's words, Mu Qingyun sneered in his heart. He intended to use this battle to make a name for himself and truly replace Zhan Tianlong as the leader of the new generation of Ghost Dao Sect disciples, so how could he possibly stop now?

For this purpose, he did not hesitate to cheat by allowing the Yao-surnamed man to join the battle, all to completely defeat Chen Tian. Now that the opportunity was before him, he would not give it up.

Therefore, Mu Qingyun not only did not heed Zhang He's reminder but instead became even more ruthless, licking his lips and injecting another stream of spiritual power into the black long sword. Instantly, the purple flames on the sword soared to a height of thirty feet!

Seeing the two men's attacks rapidly approaching Chen Tian, while Chen Tian could only stand in place, trapped by the blue light rings and unable to move, everyone's hearts tightened. Zhang He's face turned pale, and his body swayed, about to fall.

"This is simply outrageous! No, I have to go down and stop them!"

To everyone's surprise, on a mountain peak near the canyon, Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers, Three Souls Hermit, and Han Wuming had arrived at some point. At this moment, they were all staring intently at everything that was happening in the canyon, their faces grim. Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers could no longer bear to watch and moved, wanting to rush down to stop them.

"Hey, don't be so anxious. Since it's a competition between young people, we old fogeys should just watch quietly from the side and not interfere," Han Wuming suddenly stopped Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers, smiling eerily.

"But Elder Han, this competition isn't fair, is it? It was agreed that each side would only send two people, but my unfilial disciples have sent three at the same time. Isn't this clearly bullying your disciple! So even if we win this competition, it would be a dishonorable victory. You wait, I'll bring them back and punish them properly!"

Therefore, Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers was so angry. After all, even if they won like this, he would have nothing to boast about in front of Han Wuming.

But seeing Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers' furious expression, Han Wuming's smile became even more eerie. He said indifferently, "Heh heh, are you so sure that my disciple will lose?"

"What?"

Hearing Han Wuming's confident words, not only Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers but even the silent Three Souls Hermit couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

One had to know that Chen Tian was facing three Spirit Guiding stage cultivators, and it had only been ten years since Chen Tian broke through from the Spirit Awakening stage to the Spirit Guiding stage. According to the normal cultivation speed, he should be stuck in the early Spirit Guiding stage.

Although Chen Tian had once displayed his formidable strength, fighting Zhan Tianlong to a standstill in the Spirit Awakening stage, he was, after all, facing three Spirit Guiding stage cultivators, so Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers and Three Souls Hermit did not believe that he could win.

Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers frowned. After thinking for a while in his heart, he turned to Han Wuming, seemingly wanting to say something more.

But before he could open his mouth, Han Wuming interrupted him with a smile, saying, "Alright, I called you here not to have you interfere in this matter but just to watch a good show here, so you don't need to say anything more. Just continue to enjoy it."

Having said that, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Han Wuming's mouth as he focused his gaze back on the canyon.

Although Nether Ghost Thousand Slayers and Three Souls Hermit were surprised, since Han Wuming had already said so, they had no choice but to suppress their doubts and look at the arena as well.

At this time, Mu Qingyun's black long sword and Junior Brother Lü's hundred-pound heavy hammer had already reached Chen Tian, while Chen Tian was still trapped by the blue light rings, unable to move an inch.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a earth-shattering loud noise, the attacks formed by the long sword and the heavy hammer instantly engulfed Chen Tian.

In the center of the canyon, Chen Tian's figure disappeared, replaced by a purple-red fireball the size of thirty feet!

The fireball was burning fiercely, and in the flames, there were also traces of electric light wandering within. A scorching high temperature permeated, forcing everyone on both sides of the canyon to take a step back.

At this moment, everyone was silent. They opened their mouths wide, looking incredulously at the fireball. In the raging flames, they could see a figure standing in it, motionless, obviously Chen Tian.

This meant that Chen Tian had not escaped from this attack, and at this time, he was probably in grave danger!