Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Staring at the two giants that suddenly rose from the ground, the Corpse Fiend was momentarily stunned, at a loss for what to do.

However, Chen Tian remained expressionless, his face stern as he softly uttered again: “Immortal, Appear!”

“What? Could there be a third giant?”

As soon as Chen Tian spoke, Ling Xiaotian was once again greatly shocked, looking at Chen Tian in disbelief.

And the result was indeed as he had thought. Just then, another golden giant condensed behind Chen Tian, its eyes slightly closed, its expression solemn, a golden halo floating behind its head.

The three giants stood quietly behind Chen Tian like three guardians, each exuding a long and profound aura.

“I remember now, when you killed my avatar, these three giants also appeared!”

Although it didn't know what these three giants were, the Corpse Fiend quickly recalled that when Chen Tian killed its avatar, Fang Zhu Zhenren, these three giants had briefly appeared beside him.

Furthermore, with the blessing of these three giants, Chen Tian's strength had increased to an unimaginable and terrifying level, ultimately killing Fang Zhu Zhenren in the early stage of the凝海境 (Ninghai Realm).

Therefore, seeing the three strange and unparalleled giants appear behind Chen Tian again at this time, the Corpse Fiend's expression changed drastically, filled with fear.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiaotian was also shocked. After all, he had been watching Chen Tian's movements from beginning to end, but he hadn't seen these three giants appear until just now.

He had to know that his cultivation was in the mid-stage of the Ninghai Realm, and he was constantly vigilant, so nothing should have been able to escape his eyes.

However, according to what the Corpse Fiend said, there was a moment just now when Chen Tian had released these three giants, and he hadn't noticed it at all.

This was an incredibly astonishing thing. Could it be that the strength of these three giants was far above his?

Thinking this, Ling Xiaotian turned his head to take a look, and found that the戌魔 (Xu Demon) was still kneeling and prostrating, praying to the blue-faced, fanged, and grimacing giant on the far left.

At the same time, Ling Xiaotian also recalled that when the Xu Demon saw this giant appear just now, it had called it 'Demon God'.

Originally, Ling Xiaotian thought this was nonsense, but now it seemed he somewhat believed it. If that was the case, wouldn't that mean the giant on the far right, covered in scales, with a long tail and sharp claws, was the Demon Clan's Demon God?

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaotian's heart suddenly palpitated, and then he focused all his attention on the golden giant in the middle.

If the one on the left was the Demon God, and the one on the right was the Demon God, then what was this giant in the middle?

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The Immortal Clan had been extinct for hundreds of thousands of years, so apart from a very few people in the current cultivation world who knew of their existence, everyone else didn't recognize the Immortal Clan's appearance.

Because the Immortals in their hearts were the immortals depicted on paintings, with fluttering sleeves and graceful postures, not this 'giant monster'.

So it was excusable that Ling Xiaotian didn't recognize this Immortal Clan incarnation for a while.

At this moment, as if sensing Ling Xiaotian's gaze, the Immortal Clan incarnation, which had been keeping its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes, and a golden lightning bolt instantly leaped out, shooting into his eyes at lightning speed.

“Boom!”

As if struck hard by a sledgehammer, Ling Xiaotian's mind went blank. At the same time, the deep-seated fear hidden in the depths of his soul was also stimulated. Looking at this golden giant again, Ling Xiaotian's face was horrified, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Even more frightened than Ling Xiaotian was the Corpse Fiend.

At this time, it could clearly sense that all the auras on the three giants were being applied to it, suppressing it so much that it wanted to escape.

After steadying its mind, the Corpse Fiend tried its best to muster a trace of courage and shouted: “Boy, don't play tricks here. I have lived for thousands of years, what scenes have I not seen? Let me tell you, this trick is of no use to me at all. Do you really think I would believe that you have invited the Demon God and the Demon God?”

Looking at the Corpse Fiend's face constantly sweating but trying to maintain a strong pretense of composure, Chen Tian sighed helplessly and said indifferently: “It seems you still haven't understood. The so-called Demon God and Demon God are not invited by me, because I am the God you speak of!”

With that, Chen Tian raised his hands and formed extremely profound and complex hand seals.

At the same time, the three giants behind him also followed Chen Tian's movements and began to change into one hand seal after another.

Suddenly, circles of ripples as if from ancient times surged out from the three giants. With each change of a hand seal, the aura on their bodies became stronger.

Golden, cyan, and red ripples surged out like a tide, even shaking the nearby space-time to the point of deformation.

Seeing this scene, the Corpse Fiend became even more panicked, but it still gritted its teeth and took out several magic treasures in a row. After activating them one by one, it threw them towards Chen Tian with a gloomy face.

Longswords, giant axes, and several other strangely shaped spiritual treasures, flashing colorful lights, shot towards Chen Tian at lightning speed.

These magic treasures were extraordinary in power, collected by the Corpse Fiend over thousands of years while Fang Zhu Zhenren's avatar wandered outside.

But at this time, the Corpse Fiend was already panicked. It didn't bother to hold back, throwing all these powerful magic treasures, only seeking to kill Chen Tian.

However, what happened next made its heart instantly turn to ashes.

Before these magic treasures could fly close to Chen Tian, they were controlled by the circles of ripples emanating from the giants.

These magic treasures of extraordinary power instantly lost their spirituality, constantly rising and falling with the rhythm of the ripples, as if they were in a turbulent sea.

“This… this is impossible…”

Seeing that the magic treasures it relied on the most were instantly subdued by Chen Tian, a strong look of astonishment appeared on the Corpse Fiend's face, saying in disbelief.

“Monster, monster!”

Seeing this incredible scene, the Corpse Fiend finally lost all will to resist and turned to flee outwards.

At this time, a sneer suddenly appeared on Chen Tian's always gloomy face, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if mocking, he said: “Want to escape? It's too late!”