Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Seeing Chen Tian rapidly approaching him, Grand Daoist Nan Xian's eyes revealed deep horror, his face instantly turning pale. He never expected that Chen Tian, merely at the early stage of the凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm, would catch up so quickly.

This moment of distraction caused his speed to decrease slightly. Chen Tian, seeing this, flashed a hint of joy on his face. Taking advantage of this excellent opportunity, he immediately took out a purple-gold alms bowl from his storage ring, glared at Grand Daoist Nan Xian, and threw it at him.

As soon as the purple-gold alms bowl appeared, it immediately grew larger in the wind. Before long, it transformed into a hundred-丈 (zhang)-sized object, like a giant mountain, and descended upon Grand Daoist Nan Xian.

"This kid, could he really be trying to kill me? He's crazy! Crazy! This person must be insane!"

Seeing this scene, Grand Daoist Nan Xian's heart was filled with deep shock. He never imagined that Chen Tian, being only at the early stage of the 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm, would dare to attack a cultivator who had one foot in the 筑天 (Zhu Tian) Realm.

One must know that for every realm difference within the 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm, the difference in strength is calculated in hundreds of times. Moreover, the difference between Chen Tian and Grand Daoist Nan Xian was almost three realms. According to common sense, Chen Tian would definitely not have a chance of defeating Grand Daoist Nan Xian.

This was also why Grand Daoist Nan Xian still had the intention to take advantage of Chen Tian after witnessing his various divine abilities.

After all, in the history of the乾元 (Qian Yuan) Continent, there had never been a situation where a 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm cultivator could defeat someone three realms higher.

Although Grand Daoist Nan Xian knew that Chen Tian was somewhat different from other 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm cultivators, he never took Chen Tian seriously due to his profound cultivation.

Before fighting Chen Tian, Grand Daoist Nan Xian had enough confidence to kill him, and even if he couldn't kill him, he was confident that he could retreat safely.

However, seeing Chen Tian's actions at this moment, Grand Daoist Nan Xian was stunned. He never expected that Chen Tian would have murderous intentions towards him.

"Impossible, he must be crazy! Want to kill me? You're ten thousand years too early!"

After a moment of panic, Grand Daoist Nan Xian finally calmed down. No matter what, he was still a cultivator at the late stage of the 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm. How could he surrender so easily?

At this moment, he once again took out the 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword, chanted a few incantations, and suddenly threw it forward. Instantly, the volume of the 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword soared, and before long, it also reached a hundred 丈 (zhang) in size, carrying a fierce aura as it met the purple-gold alms bowl that was covering him.

However, after releasing the 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword, Grand Daoist Nan Xian didn't bother to witness the final outcome. Instead, he went all out and rushed towards the outer perimeter of the altar.

At this time, he and Chen Tian were still trapped in the stone pillar forest of the altar, surrounded by immense resistance.

Moreover, these stone pillars were very strange. Being in them was like being isolated from the world. They couldn't contact the outside world, and outsiders couldn't see what was happening inside.

Although Grand Daoist Nan Xian was very confident in his cultivation, after witnessing Chen Tian's actions just now, a hint of fear suddenly arose in his heart. He actually had a feeling that his life was in danger.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, he felt that it was better to get out of this ghostly place as soon as possible, and then gather some helpers. At that time, he would definitely tear Chen Tian into pieces!

"Boom!"

Just as Grand Daoist Nan Xian was fantasizing, a violent roar suddenly came from behind him. Immediately, his face turned pale, and his throat felt sweet, as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, fortunately, the mouthful of blood was forced back down his throat. "Damn it, who exactly is this kid? He can even damage my 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword!"

The 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword was Grand Daoist Nan Xian's natal magic weapon. Since he cultivated to the 聚灵 (Ju Ling) stage, he had been wearing this sword, constantly refining it with true essence for thousands of years, making its power increase day by day, almost reaching the level of a immortal treasure.

However, at the same time as the roar erupted, the connection between the 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword and Grand Daoist Nan Xian was completely severed.

Therefore, although Grand Daoist Nan Xian didn't look back, he still knew that the reason for this result could only be that the 未央 (Wei Yang) Sword had been damaged by Chen Tian.

A cultivator who was only at the early stage of the 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm could actually damage a quasi-immortal treasure, which made Grand Daoist Nan Xian's fear of Chen Tian even deeper.

Grand Daoist Nan Xian didn't look back, but continued to accelerate towards the exit.

Grand Daoist Nan Xian had completely lost his confidence. In his heart, Chen Tian was like a demon, opening his giant mouth and chasing behind him. As long as he relaxed slightly, he would definitely be buried in this bloody mouth.

Therefore, Grand Daoist Nan Xian was eager to escape from this stone pillar forest as soon as possible and summon his helpers after he got outside.

Because he knew that this was his only way to survive.

However, this Grand Daoist Nan Xian, after all, possessed the cultivation of the late stage of the 凝海 (Ning Hai) Realm. Coupled with the fact that he was risking his life at this time, the distance that had just been chased close was pulled away again.

Seeing that the exit was less than a hundred 丈 (zhang) away, even the always calm Chen Tian couldn't help but start to worry.

Chen Tian knew that the feud between him and Grand Daoist Nan Xian had been completely forged, and there was no possibility of reconciliation.

Therefore, if he couldn't kill him here, then the day he went out and found helpers would be the day Chen Tian died.

And how could Chen Tian let all this happen?

Thinking of this, a firm look suddenly appeared on Chen Tian's face. Then he closed his eyes and silently recited a sentence, and two rays of light, one red and one green, rushed out of his body.

As soon as the two rays of light, one green and one red, rushed out of Chen Tian's body, the red wind wall surrounding him instantly dissipated.

Losing the protection of the wind wall, Chen Tian's movements also stopped. He stood in place, quietly looking in the direction of Grand Daoist Nan Xian's escape, and didn't chase anymore.

Although Grand Daoist Nan Xian had been fleeing for his life, he was also paying attention to Chen Tian's movements at all times.

When Chen Tian had just closed the distance, his heart was panicked, but now Chen Tian's actions greatly exceeded his expectations.

'What's wrong with this kid? Why isn't he chasing? Could it be that he knows he can't catch up with me and gave up?'

For a time, many questions arose in Grand Daoist Nan Xian's heart.

However, soon, he put all this behind him, because less than ten 丈 (zhang) in front of him was the exit.