Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Hearing Wen Ying's words, the 'Chen Tian corpse' fell silent. An even denser black mist emanated from his body. At the same time, the appearance and size of the 'Chen Tian corpse' began to change dramatically.

Chen Tian's originally fair face transformed in an instant into that of a fierce-looking strongman. Simultaneously, Chen Tian's body stretched out, eventually becoming a small giant fully three zhang tall!

Chen Tian had transformed into Jia Yan in the blink of an eye!

Or rather, from the moment Wen Ying and Ling Zizhe stepped into the stone chamber, they had been facing Chen Tian, who was actually Jia Yan in disguise!

Seeing Jia Yan appear, Wen Ying's expression changed drastically, and she exclaimed in shock, "It's you!"

Wen Ying had seen Jia Yan before. Back then, Jia Yan had killed Yu Wenbao with a single strike, his strength was extremely formidable.

However, Jia Yan had suddenly disappeared later on. Wen Ying had simply assumed that Chen Tian had sent him out to do something else, so she hadn't paid it much attention.

But she never expected that Jia Yan, who she thought wasn't here, would suddenly appear, disguised as Chen Tian.

Even more shocking was that he didn't seem to be afraid of the 'Hundred Poison Insect's' venom. He seemed completely unaffected.

"No… this is impossible… Our Ling family's treasure, the 'Hundred Poison Gu', can bite a Huachuan realm cultivator to death in one bite. You're only at the Gathering Spirit stage, how could you be unharmed!"

At this moment, Ling Zizhe was stunned by the scene before him. His mind began to unravel, and he retreated again and again, as if he was on the verge of collapse.

Wen Ying didn't have time to pay attention to him anymore. Instead, she stared intently at Jia Yan, her eyes flickering. To be honest, she was also a little curious.

When investigating the Ling family, she had learned that the 'Hundred Poison Gu' was incredibly powerful. To this day, no one below the Huachuan realm had been able to survive its bite.

The only Huachuan realm cultivator in the early stage who had survived used a large number of precious natural treasures to concoct an antidote, and even then, he had to cripple both of his hands to barely save his life.

However, after that, he was never able to cultivate again, and the Ling family quickly found him and killed him.

Therefore, if one was bitten by the Hundred Poison Gu, their only fate was death.

But what Wen Ying found strange was that this guy in front of her had clearly been bitten by the 'Hundred Poison Gu', and even the poisonous insect was still hanging on his neck, and the poison had already entered his body for a long time, but judging from his free and easy movements, he seemed to be unaffected at all.

Seemingly unable to bear the shocking scene before him, Ling Zizhe was on the verge of collapse. He pinched a magic seal with one hand and pointed at the 'Hundred Poison Gu' hanging on Jia Yan's neck with the other, shouting, "Return quickly, return quickly!"

If it were normal, the 'Hundred Poison Gu' would immediately fly back upon hearing Ling Zizhe's command, but this time was different. No matter how Ling Zizhe shouted, the 'Hundred Poison Gu' remained indifferent, as if addicted, still clinging to Jia Yan's neck.

Seeing this scene, the last shred of will in Ling Zizhe's heart dissipated. He sat down, his eyes vacant, not knowing what to do.

"Hmph, trash!"

Seeing Ling Zizhe's cowardly appearance, Wen Ying's expression darkened, and she muttered a curse under her breath.

To be honest, Wen Ying was also very panicked at this time, but she knew that now was not the time to panic. So, she tried her best to calm down, flicked her arm, and shook out the soft sword wrapped around her arm, pointing it at Jia Yan.

"You dare… challenge me? Not bad… then I will… first… kill you!"

After saying these words in a disjointed tone, Jia Yan smiled cruelly. Immediately, an even denser black mist burst out from his body, forming a dark cloud that floated above Wen Ying and Ling Zizhe's heads.

Waves of powerful pressure descended from this dark cloud, and when they landed on Wen Ying's body, it was as if she was carrying a mountain on her back, and she couldn't even straighten her waist. The soft sword in her hand fell to the ground with a 'clang', and cold sweat flowed down her cheeks like a waterfall.

Not to mention Ling Zizhe, who was now lying on the ground, muttering to himself as if he had lost his soul, preparing to face death.

Although Wen Ying had long known that Jia Yan had a late-stage Gathering Spirit cultivation, she hadn't expected him to be so powerful. Without even making a move, he could suppress her entire body with just an aura, rendering her unable to move.

Even though Wen Ying was much smarter than the average person, she was helpless in the face of the current situation. With a bitter smile, she knew that this time, the odds were against them.

Jia Yan was emotionless and sneered. Then, he walked towards the two of them. With each step he took, Wen Ying and Ling Zizhe's hearts trembled.

After walking in front of the two, a black light flashed on Jia Yan's left hand, and an extremely large iron hammer appeared. He aimed it at Wen Ying's head and was about to smash it down.

Wen Ying felt bitter in her heart. She closed her eyes, waiting for death to arrive.

"Stop!"

But suddenly, just at this moment, a calm voice came faintly from afar.

Jia Yan's body shook upon hearing the voice. Immediately, he retracted his attack, retreated, and stood quietly to the side.

Wen Ying seemed to recognize the source of the voice as well. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, looking towards the entrance of the stone cave.

Sure enough, Chen Tian was standing there, smiling faintly, in the backlight of the stone chamber's entrance.

Ling Zizhe had been scared out of his wits. After sitting up from the ground, he crawled all the way to Chen Tian's feet, crying and shouting, "Senior, spare my life… I know I was wrong… I won't dare to do it again in the future… Senior, please let me go this time…"

While crying, Ling Zizhe kept kowtowing to Chen Tian. He didn't have any of the demeanor of a young master of the Ling family.

Seeing this scene, Wen Ying sneered in her heart. She finally realized that the person she liked, besides having a refined and handsome face, was just a coward at heart.

Wen Ying felt regret!

Chen Tian seemed to notice the expression on Wen Ying's face, but he didn't reveal any expression. Instead, he bent down and helped Ling Zizhe, who was kneeling on the ground, up, and said with a smile, "Brother Ling, what are you talking about? How could I possibly kill you?"

"What?" Ling Zizhe was shocked when he heard this. He raised his head and asked as if he couldn't believe it, "Are you saying that you're letting me go?"

"Of course!" Chen Tian smiled slightly and nodded.

Faced with this sudden surprise, Ling Zizhe was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He said excitedly, "Thank you, Senior, thank you, Senior. I, Ling, will remember your great kindness for the rest of my life."

"Brother Ling, don't rush to thank me. Although I promised to let you go, at the same time, I also have a condition!"

Chen Tian grinned, revealing a cunning smile!