Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Stars shifted, time passed.

As the rising sun in the east dispelled the darkness between heaven and earth, it heralded the arrival of a new day.

Chen Tian also woke up groggily in a haze of exhaustion.

"Pain… pain… pain… so much pain…"

As soon as Chen Tian opened his eyes, a sharp pain immediately assaulted him, causing him to grit his teeth and grimace.

This intense pain came from every part of Chen Tian's body, as if every muscle and every meridian had been shattered.

Chen Tian lay on the ground, panting heavily.

After a while, he recovered a bit of strength and struggled to crawl to his feet.

However, with Chen Tian's movement, another heart-wrenching pain struck him, but this time Chen Tian didn't cry out in pain again.

Biting his teeth, he stood up in one breath.

The sun was bright, but dazzling.

Chen Tian had just opened his eyes and seemed unable to bear the dazzling sunlight, so he couldn't help but use his hand to block it.

Through his fingers, Chen Tian only felt a warm brightness spreading out, and the surrounding air was fresh, making him a little intoxicated!

Taking a deep breath, although his body was still aching, a long-lost smile appeared on Chen Tian's face.

This was the joy of surviving a catastrophe!

"Boy… you're finally awake… Quick… quickly release this old man!"

Just as Chen Tian was enjoying this rare moment of comfort, a noisy voice suddenly entered his ears.

Chen Tian turned his head and saw that Han Wuming was standing there with a gloomy face, and above his head, the octagonal array's slave restriction was still spinning around.

At this time, Han Wuming felt very depressed.

Before last night, he never thought that he would be defeated by a small Qi Cultivation stage kid one day, and even have a slave restriction planted on him.

Although Han Wuming had already cultivated to the late stage of the Transformation Spring Realm, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break this slave restriction.

After trying for a whole night, Han Wuming was already exhausted.

"Hehe, Senior, good morning!"

"Buzz…"

With a buzzing sound, the slave restriction was suddenly activated, condensing purple lightning, which instantly struck Han Wuming, who was covered by it.

These purple lightning bolts were very strange.

They were not aimed at the flesh, but directly struck the soul.

Suddenly, an indescribable pain came from the depths of Han Wuming's soul, making him suffer so much that he wanted to die.

Although his body was still imprisoned by the slave restriction and unable to move, even so, cold sweat permeated Han Wuming's forehead and back, enough to imagine the enormous pain he was enduring!

At first, Han Wuming gritted his teeth and endured it, but in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he finally couldn't bear the pain rising from within his soul and begged in horror: "I was wrong, please, young master, have mercy and let me go!"

Hearing that Han Wuming had finally started begging for mercy, Chen Tian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shot out another golden light, and the purple lightning on the slave restriction instantly dissipated.

Han Wuming also suddenly felt a sense of relief and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

After letting Han Wuming relax for a while, Chen Tian raised his eyebrows and asked him: "By the way, I still don't know your name.

Tell me your name and let me hear it."

"Hmph, how can this old man's name be something that you little…"

Han Wuming was about to blurt out the word "brat" to Chen Tian, but after thinking about it, he was afraid of angering him and suffering the power of the purple lightning again, so he became a little timid in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Han Wuming instantly put on another flattering face and said with a smile: "I am Han Wuming, greetings Master!"

"Wait a minute, I didn't hear wrong, did I?

What did you just call me?

Master?"

Hearing Han Wuming's words, Chen Tian seemed a little surprised.

"Hehe, Master is really joking.

You activated the slave restriction on my body, so I will be your slave from now on, so what's wrong with calling you Master?"

Han Wuming still said with a smile.

Chen Tian couldn't help but feel疑虑.

You know, just now this Han Wuming was still extremely arrogant, but why did his attitude change so drastically after only a while?

Chen Tian stared at Han Wuming again and again for a while, and finally found a trace of sinister color behind the full smile on his face, and he suddenly understood in his heart.

"Hmph, if I guessed correctly, you want to use a delaying tactic to temporarily hold me back, and then look for an opportunity to kill me!"

Chen Tian looked at Han Wuming and snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Han Wuming's heart suddenly panicked.

He didn't expect Chen Tian to be so smart that he could instantly understand his intentions.

That's right, how could Han Wuming, a cultivator in the Transformation Spring Realm, be willing to serve a kid as his master?

So he decided to temporarily please him, confuse him, and then look for an opportunity to break the slave restriction that bound him, and then kill Chen Tian to avenge the resentment in his heart!

But unfortunately, Han Wuming subconsciously regarded Chen Tian as a three-year-old child to deceive, which fundamentally doomed him to failure.

Because Chen Tian, who had already seen the warmth and coldness of the world and the various aspects of the world, would not be deceived by his low-level tricks.

On the contrary, this aroused endless killing intent in Chen Tian's heart!

"It seems that keeping you is useless.

Instead of letting you find a chance to kill me in the future, I might as well kill you now!"

Chen Tian's eyes reflected thousands of piercingly cold lights.

He picked up Lin Chen's Emperor Extremity Dragon Slaying Sword from the ground and was about to walk towards Han Wuming.

Looking at Chen Tian's ice-cold eyes, Han Wuming was sure that he was serious, so his heart suddenly panicked and he hurriedly said: "Young master… young master, I was wrong… I was really wrong, give me another chance, this time I will really and completely serve you as my master and be your slave!

Please don't kill me!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Chen Tian, who had already arrived in front of Han Wuming, paused and asked with a moving gaze: "Is this true?"