Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

These coffins falling from the demon cloud numbered a full fifteen, each twelve feet long and six feet wide, made of the finest Phoebe zhennan wood, weighing over a thousand pounds, and specially painted with red lacquer.

“Crack…”

“Crack…”

Even more eerie was the sharp, grating sound coming from inside these huge coffins, as if someone were scraping their fingernails against the wooden boards.

The simultaneous emission of such bizarre sounds from fifteen coffins couldn't help but send shivers down one's spine.

Seeing such a strange sight, Chen Tian's gaze suddenly turned cold, and he was surprised.

At this moment, Pan Linghai laughed and said, "Boy, I've put in a lot of effort to deal with you. Each of these fifteen coffins contains a cultivator in the late stage of Spirit Induction. Of course, they were all killed by me and refined into corpse puppets. After more than ten years of training, they are enough to form a 'Corpse Yin Formation'!"

'Corpse Yin Formation'!

Chen Tian's heart suddenly jumped. When he was in the Ghost Dao Sect, he had heard descriptions of the 'Corpse Yin Formation'. However, this 'Corpse Yin Formation' had been lost for many years, and even the Ghost Dao Sect, a leader among demonic cultivators, had not retained any information about it. All that was known was that it was incredibly profound and extremely powerful. He just didn't know where Pan Linghai had learned this 'Corpse Yin Formation' from.

Although Chen Tian didn't know the details, he could feel that Pan Linghai had really put a lot of thought into killing him over the past ten years!

Thinking of this, Chen Tian couldn't help but frown, and his heart began to become cautious. He felt that since Pan Linghai was so confident in this 'Corpse Yin Formation', it was enough to show that the formation was extremely powerful and must be guarded against!

To be honest, after more than ten years of waiting, it was about to be realized at this moment, and Pan Linghai couldn't help but get excited.

He glanced at Chen Tian with a sinister look, licked his lips, and smiled, "Boy, I can't wait to see you die in pain, so next, let me enjoy your despair!"

After letting out a strange laugh, Pan Linghai stopped talking nonsense, and his hands began to form complex and profound hand seals. A gust of yin wind surged out of his body and stirred in the valley.

At the same time, the blood-red demon cloud that had been hovering above Pan Linghai's head suddenly began to fall rapidly, enveloping Pan Linghai and Chen Tian like a cloud of blood mist.

It also enveloped the fifteen red coffins!

Yin winds howled, and blood mist churned.

At this moment, the valley seemed to have instantly turned into a ghostly realm.

And in this ghostly realm, the sharp "Crack… Crack…" sound became louder and louder, and each coffin began to tremble.

At first, these coffins only trembled slightly, but as the blood mist deepened, the trembling of the coffins became more and more intense.

“Bang…”

Just as the trembling reached its most violent point, the coffin lid on one of the coffins suddenly flew out, and a corpse three zhang tall, about the same size as Jia Yan, sat up from the coffin.

“Bang…”

“Bang…”

“Bang…”

Along with a dense burst of sounds, the coffin lids on the remaining coffins were also violently blown away by a great force, and tall corpses sat up, looking around blankly.

Obviously, these were the corpse puppets that Pan Linghai was talking about!

These corpse puppets looked no different from ordinary mortals, except that they were taller, had dull eyes, and pale skin.

This shows that after being refined into corpse puppets, their strength has decreased by one level.

However, Jia Yan was different. He was only in the Qi Refining stage before he died, but after being made into a demon puppet, his strength increased by one realm, reaching the early stage of Spirit Induction.

One up, one down, this is the most essential difference.

Based on these two points, Chen Tian boldly guessed that the method of refining corpse puppets should be a simplified version of demon puppets, or a watered-down version, just made for convenience.

However, even so, facing these fifteen corpse puppets, Chen Tian couldn't help but feel apprehensive. Although their cultivation had decreased by one level, each corpse puppet still possessed the strength of the middle stage of Spirit Induction, didn't it?

And after Chen Tian was harmed by that strange Immortal bloodline, his strength also dropped to the middle stage of Spirit Induction.

This means that Chen Tian not only had to face Pan Linghai, who was in the middle stage of Core Formation, but also had to deal with these fifteen corpse puppets with the middle stage of Spirit Induction, which made his head swell instantly, and he felt anxious.

Just as Chen Tian was secretly shocked, the corpse puppets began to move. They crawled out of their respective coffins and then walked towards Chen Tian like zombies.

And Chen Tian was surprised to find that as they walked, the surrounding blood mist kept drilling into their bodies.

After absorbing this blood mist, their movements began to gradually become more flexible from the initial stiffness, and their originally pale pupils slowly regained their luster!

Seeing this scene, Chen Tian's expression instantly turned cold. He knew that this would be a tough battle!

Pan Linghai was not in a hurry to attack. At this time, he flew to the top of a nearby hill, watching the scene below with a smile. Around him was Qin Yi, who was still being imprisoned.

"Although I don't know what the relationship is between you and that kid, he's about to die. Don't you want to say something?" After glancing at Chen Tian with interest, Pan Linghai turned around and smiled at Qin Yi.

At this time, Qin Yi was also startled by the scene shrouded in blood mist below, and her originally pink face began to turn pale.

But when she heard Pan Linghai's words, a trace of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she shook her head and said, "My opinion is exactly the opposite of yours. I believe that man will create a miracle!"

“Eh!”

Looking at Qin Yi, who had become firm at this time, Pan Linghai was a little surprised. He didn't know where this woman's confidence came from.

You must know that Chen Tian was facing fifteen corpse puppets with the same cultivation as him!

Ordinary people would definitely think that Chen Tian would lose without a doubt. But Qin Yi said that he would create a miracle! Isn't this too absurd?

“What a stupid woman!”

Pan Linghai shook his head with a smile, and then looked down again. He planned to watch Chen Tian die in pain with his own eyes!