Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Chen Tian took another step back until he was about thirty feet away from Lin Chen, then he said calmly, "Actually, I started to suspect you as soon as you appeared."

"Oh, really? Junior Brother Chen, I really underestimated you before."

Seeing that Chen Tian had already seen through him, Lin Chen stopped pretending. He grinned, turned his sword, and pointed it at Chen Tian.

Seeing this, Chen Tian couldn't help but sigh. To be honest, before today, Chen Tian had a very good impression of Lin Chen because he thought Lin Chen was a warm-hearted person who had helped him several times.

More importantly, Lin Chen was approachable. Even in front of disciples with low cultivation like himself, he didn't have the arrogant attitude of Pan Xingyu.

However, these good impressions vanished instantly after he appeared just now and beheaded Pan Xingyu with a single sword.

Although it was difficult to accept, Chen Tian had to admit that what Ji Tianyi said before his death made sense. There are no eternal friends or good people in this world, only eternal interests and eternal enemies.

However, Chen Tian was not a sentimental person. After a moment of sighing, the confusion in his eyes immediately disappeared, replaced by a pair of eyes as cold as death.

Because Chen Tian knew that Little Dragon was in Lin Chen's hands!

Little Dragon was Chen Tian's inverse scale. He had to rescue Little Dragon no matter what, and anyone who dared to hurt Little Dragon would pay the price. Even if the other party was Lin Chen, Chen Tian was not afraid because he still had several trump cards he hadn't used!

"Heh heh… I'm not seeing things, am I? Is this kid going to challenge that Spiritual Guidance Realm guy?"

Just as Chen Tian and Lin Chen were in a stalemate, Han Wuming, wrapped in a black robe, suddenly laughed strangely in the sky above them.

Han Wuming was an expert in the Transformation Spring Realm, so with his deliberate concealment of his aura, neither Chen Tian nor Lin Chen noticed his existence. However, he had been watching the movements of the people below from the beginning.

After all, Chen Tian had talent in making talismans, and True Person Lan Yang had already sold him to the Ghost Dao Sect, so Han Wuming had to ensure Chen Tian was safe no matter what.

When Chen Tian was fighting Pan Xingyu just now, Han Wuming couldn't help but want to take action several times, but when he finally discovered that Chen Tian was not only unharmed but also beat Pan Xingyu into a panic, Han Wuming instantly felt interested.

He repeatedly checked and found that Chen Tian only had spiritual power equivalent to the first level of the Spiritual Awakening Realm, while Pan Xingyu was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Awakening Realm.

If it were anyone else, they would have been defeated long ago.

However, although the battle just now exceeded Han Wuming's expectations, it didn't surprise him too much. After all, Chen Tian was able to win entirely because he had a lot of spiritual talismans in his hand.

If he didn't have the spiritual talismans, Han Wuming believed that Chen Tian would definitely be defeated by Pan Xingyu in minutes.

But the current situation was truly beyond Han Wuming's expectations. He never expected that this kid, Chen Tian, would actually want to challenge a cultivator in the Spiritual Guidance Realm!

If this were to spread out, it would probably shock everyone in the entire cultivation world.

After all, although there was only a one-word difference between the Spiritual Guidance Realm and the Spiritual Awakening Realm, the strength difference was vast.

Even someone who had cultivated to the ninth level of the Spiritual Awakening Realm would have no power to fight back in front of a cultivator in the early stage of the Spiritual Guidance Realm, let alone Chen Tian, a little guy at the first level of the Spiritual Awakening Realm.

Han Wuming shook his head helplessly. Although he greatly admired Chen Tian's spirit of not admitting defeat, he only thought that he was brave but lacked strategy. The result of this competition would definitely end in failure.

"Forget it, I'll help that kid when he's about to lose. But for now, heh heh, I'll watch a good show first!"

Han Wuming licked his lips and laughed like a naughty child. Although he had lived for hundreds of years, Han Wuming was still cynical.

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"Junior Brother Chen Tian, I advise you to take back the Beast-Controlling Immortal Talisman. You can't beat me, and I don't want to fight you. I'm just following the order of the Sect Leader to bring you and Little Dragon back to the Immortal Feather Sect. I don't want to hurt you."

At this time, Lin Chen glanced at the Soaring Sky Eagle protecting Chen Tian and shook his head helplessly, advising.

But Chen Tian remained unmoved after hearing these words and said coldly, "Senior Brother Lin Chen, I'll call you Senior Brother one last time. Please don't force me. If Lan Wu wins today, then maybe I'll go back, but unfortunately, I won't go back to Lan Yang."

"Why is that?" Lin Chen put away the smile on his face and asked.

"For no reason. If I were under Lan Wu, I would just be a good-for-nothing."

"But Lan Yang is different. Although I haven't had much contact with him, some of his actions don't seem like he's cultivating immortality, but more like he's cultivating demonism. Especially after discovering my talent in making talismans, the way he looks at me is like a greedy beast, and I'm the fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered by his side."

"He has no humanity anymore!"

"So I know that if I go back again, then the outcome will definitely be worse than under Lan Wu. Maybe I've already been sold now."

Chen Tian said in a cold voice.

Suddenly, the sword body began to tremble violently. After a dragon's roar, a wandering dragon flashing with yellow light flew out of Lin Chen's precious sword.

Lin Chen's sword was also a treasure called the Imperial Dragon-Slaying Sword, which sealed a trace of the dragon's soul inside and could transform into a shape, which was extremely powerful.

The yellow dragon was about thirty feet long. After rushing out of the sword, it swayed from side to side and roared angrily towards Chen Tian with an imposing manner.

Wherever the yellow dragon passed, a swing of its tail broke a towering tree that three people could hug.

Chen Tian's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He hooked his fingers and whistled in his mouth. The Soaring Sky Eagle behind him immediately flapped its wings and flew up, rushing towards the yellow dragon with sharp eyes.

However, Lin Chen looked calm at this time, looked at Chen Tian indifferently, and shouted, "Courting death!"