Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"What? You know about the Ancient Demon Clan?" Han Wuming asked with a hint of surprise upon hearing Chen Tian's exclamation.

Chen Tian frowned and nodded, "Yes, when I was merging with the Immortal Clan's bloodline, I saw some images, and that Demon Clan appeared in them!"

"Oh, I see."

Han Wuming nodded slightly, not suspecting anything, and continued, "After our Ghost Dao Sect's founder obtained the corpse of that powerful Demon Clan member, he sat beside it day and night, absorbing the Ancient Demonic Qi released from it. His cultivation increased rapidly, and he became famous throughout the world, establishing the prosperous era of our Ghost Dao Sect for over seven hundred years. At the same time, he stipulated that anyone in the sect who cultivated to the Transformation Spring Realm could enter the vicinity of the Demon Clan powerhouse's corpse to meditate for three days every fifty years, so I was fortunate enough to absorb the Ancient Demonic Qi as well. As for what happened next, you understand, right?"

Han Wuming didn't continue speaking, but looked at Chen Tian with a strange and eerie gaze.

Chen Tian nodded inwardly, understanding somewhat.

The Ancient Demon Clan and the Ancient Immortal Clan were inherently a pair of entangled enemies. Their souls were innately branded with hatred for the Immortal Clan, and they could sense the Immortal Clan's aura from tens of thousands of miles away.

This Han Wuming had absorbed the Ancient Demon Clan's Demonic Qi, so inadvertently, he also inherited this ability, which is why he recognized that he possessed the Immortal Clan's bloodline.

However, after understanding this, Chen Tian's heart stirred, and as if thinking of something, he not only didn't feel fear, but instead burst into laughter.

Chen Tian's laughter came too suddenly and inexplicably, leaving Han Wuming somewhat bewildered. His expression turned stern, and he said coldly, "Boy, what do you mean by this?"

Hearing Han Wuming's words, Chen Tian stopped laughing, but he no longer had the previous fear and restraint. Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "It's nothing. After listening to your words, I just feel very regretful."

"Regretful about what?" Han Wuming's face became even more gloomy, and he asked impatiently.

Chen Tian slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly said, "Senior, you only know that you can absorb pure Demonic Qi from that Ancient Demon Clan member to help increase your strength, but do you know that there is also a special connection between the Ancient Demon Clan and the Ancient Immortal Clan?"

"A special connection?" Han Wuming's heart trembled upon hearing this, and he asked with a suspicious expression, "Alright, tell me, what kind of special connection is it?"

Chen Tian smiled slightly and said, "The Ancient Immortal Clan was the overlord of the entire world. From birth, they controlled the entire world, but there was a race among them that refused to submit to them and even launched rebellions several times, attempting to challenge the Immortal Clan's authority. The Immortal Clan was annoyed by this and, after suppressing a rebellion, the Immortal Clan was enraged. They placed a hereditary restriction deep within their souls and enslaved them for the Immortal Clan to use."

Speaking up to this point, Chen Tian paused, then looked at Han Wuming and smiled playfully, "Senior, do you know who this race that was enslaved by the Immortal Clan is?"

At this time, beads of cold sweat had already appeared on Han Wuming's forehead. In fact, he had vaguely guessed it when he heard half of it, and now hearing Chen Tian ask him, he seemed finally able to confirm it. He swallowed and said, "You're saying... it couldn't possibly be the Demon Clan, right?"

Chen Tian smiled charmingly and said, "Senior is truly exceptionally intelligent, guessing it right in one go!"

Chen Tian confirmed Han Wuming's thoughts, then seemed to think of something again and continued, "Oh, I remember now, that slave restriction placed deep within the Demon Clan's souls isn't a simple thing either. It is said that no matter how profound the Demon Clan's strength is, as long as the Immortal Clan has a single thought, they can instantly turn them into ashes."

After saying this, Chen Tian stopped speaking and stared coldly at Han Wuming.

Chen Tian wasn't exaggerating. That slave restriction really existed!

After all, the Immortal Clan couldn't feel at ease with the cunning Demon Clan, and they could only feel at ease by placing a restriction in their souls that could instantly kill them.

Although later, when the Demon, Human, and Monster clans joined forces to annihilate the Immortal Clan, they set up a formation to temporarily shield the Immortal Clan's control over that slave restriction, the Demon Clan no longer needed to fear the power of this restriction after the Immortal Clan was completely destroyed, so it gradually faded from people's memories.

That's right, Chen Tian's words did have a certain logic.

Since he had obtained the ability to sense the Immortal Clan's aura, then it wasn't impossible that he had also obtained that Demon Clan's slave restriction at the same time!

So, after thinking of this, how could Han Wuming not be horrified!

His previous composure instantly disappeared, and he stared at Chen Tian, saying fiercely, "Boy, even if I really have the slave restriction engraved on me, so what? I know that you're not a genuine descendant of the Immortal Clan. Do you think you can control that restriction?"

This was Han Wuming's last hope. He could only rely on Chen Tian's incomplete Immortal Clan body being unable to activate that slave restriction.

Looking at Han Wuming's terrified face, Chen Tian's expression instantly turned icy cold, and he said coldly, "That's right, Senior, I really don't know if I can control that slave restriction, so I plan to try it out. Do you object?"

"Boy, you dare!" Hearing Chen Tian's words, the look of fear on Han Wuming's face became even more intense.

He was somewhat regretful, wondering why he had said so much nonsense to this kid just now.

But after the regret, the look of horror on his face instantly turned into a burst of killing intent.

Han Wuming's figure flashed, and he rushed towards Chen Tian at lightning speed. He felt that as long as he could kill Chen Tian now, it wouldn't be too late!