Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Behind him, the small, cyan-colored cauldron suddenly and strangely enlarged, emitting waves of milky-white spiritual light that shone upon Chen Tian.

Bathed in this light, Chen Tian immediately felt as if he were carrying a mountain weighing ten thousand pounds, the pressure unbearable.

But that wasn't the end of it. Just as Chen Tian's speed decreased, four cyan-colored flags flew rapidly from behind, planting themselves at the four corners of Chen Tian: southeast, northwest.

The cyan flags shimmered with a misty green light, suddenly coalescing into beams that shot towards Chen Tian from all four directions.

Chen Tian tried to dodge, but weighed down by the cauldron's spiritual light, his body was too heavy to evade. Quickly, he was entangled by the beams, bound like a dumpling.

The more Chen Tian struggled, the tighter the beams became.

Only after the light lines had cut bloody marks into Chen Tian's arms did he cease his struggles with a wry smile.

Seeing Chen Tian still, the four flags surrounding him began to drag him backward. The cyan cauldron continued to emit milky-white spiritual light, as if afraid he might suddenly escape.

After a quarter of an hour of flight, Chen Tian was finally dragged back to the 'Immortal King Altar,' where Duanmu Ya and Long Yinglie, already free, were watching him with smiles.

"Tsk, tsk, little brat, you knew you couldn't escape from this old man's grasp, so why bother? It's unwise," Duanmu Ya said to Chen Tian with a twisted smile as the four flags escorted him back.

"I knew I might not escape, but I didn't want to sit and wait for death. Is it wrong to try?" Chen Tian wasn't one to obediently await his demise. No matter how small the chance, how faint the hope, he would always try.

To give up without trying was, in Chen Tian's eyes, the act of a coward.

"Hehe, little brat, doesn't it feel good to be bound by these light beams? This old man has been bound by you several times," Duanmu Ya chuckled sinisterly again.

Hearing this, Chen Tian instantly understood that this guy was getting revenge!

Calming himself, Chen Tian still refused to give up, silently activating the 'Immortal Binding Restraint' in his heart, trying to control Duanmu Ya.

However, to Chen Tian's disappointment, no matter how he chanted, Duanmu Ya simply looked at him with a smile, his face showing no pain whatsoever.

Clearly, as Chen Tian had suspected, this old guy had indeed prepared a backup plan.

"Hehe, little brat, don't waste your energy. With my good great-grandson here, your little tricks won't work," Duanmu Ya patted Long Yinglie's shoulder, standing beside him, and said smugly.

In truth, Duanmu Ya's original form was also a Flood Dragon, but later, in pursuit of greater power, he had abandoned his dragon body and transformed into a human.

By seniority, Long Yinglie should be considered his grandson's grandson's great-grandson, separated by many generations.

Logically speaking, with such a distant relationship, there should be no connection between Long Yinglie and Duanmu Ya.

However, to Duanmu Ya's surprise, the first person to come to his rescue in thousands of years was precisely this distantly related Long Yinglie.

In fact, when Chen Tian first entered the whale demon's body, Duanmu Ya had already discovered him. Following his usual practice, Duanmu Ya had intended to kill Chen Tian.

However, just as Duanmu Ya was about to act, he suddenly sensed a trace of Flood Dragon aura on Chen Tian's body.

However, along the way, both Duanmu Ya and Long Yinglie were surprised to find that although Chen Tian's cultivation was mediocre, he possessed many secret treasures and was able to continuously overcome many difficulties.

Seeing this magical scene, Duanmu Ya and Long Yinglie immediately changed their strategy. They were in no hurry to kill Chen Tian, but instead guided Chen Tian to this bone tower, to see if Chen Tian could break through the restrictions here and find the 'Immortal King Altar'.

However, what shocked the two again was that Chen Tian had once again given them a shock, actually breaking through the dangers here and discovering this 'Immortal King Altar'.

Although they were very shocked by Chen Tian's various magical performances, after arriving here, Chen Tian was truly meaningless to them. Therefore, Long Yinglie transformed into the image of an 'Immortal' and appeared in front of Chen Tian, planning to find an opportunity to kill him.

In fact, it was very dangerous just now. If Chen Tian had acted a step later, then he would have already died in Long Yinglie's hands.

But Long Yinglie never expected that Chen Tian had actually seen what the Immortal race looked like, and he could not deceive Chen Tian by simply fabricating a giant image.

So when Chen Tian first saw the 'Immortal' impersonated by Long Yinglie, he immediately recognized that it was a fake and became wary of him.

But what Chen Tian didn't expect was that this guy who pretended to be an 'Immortal' was actually Duanmu Ya's clansman, that is, Long Yinglie, who possessed the early stage of the凝海境 (Ninghai realm) .

In fact, after seeing this scene, Chen Tian had already felt despair in his heart. He knew that he might not be able to escape.

But Chen Tian, who refused to admit defeat, still planned to try.

Although the final result still confirmed his initial idea.

Looking at Chen Tian, who was bound in layers and unable to move, Long Yinglie walked to Duanmu Ya's side and respectfully bowed to him and asked: "Great Ancestor, what should we do with this kid now?"

Hearing Long Yinglie's words, Duanmu Ya also turned his gaze to Chen Tian and circled him once, then said with a strange smile: "If it was just now, then we would just kill this kid. But since this kid has immortal power, then we have to make good use of it."

"Great Ancestor, could it be that you want to summon that person?" Long Yinglie seemed to understand something after hearing this, and was immediately surprised.