Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

"Just a rat!"

Someone among the four shouted something.

One person picked up the bone spur in his hand and charged towards Chu Tian.

"Ghost Shadow Thorn!"

With an angry shout, the bone spurs shot toward Chu Tian.

The remaining three people looked at Chu Tian with sinister smiles on their faces.

"I didn't expect to see the remnants of the human race now."

"I thought they were extinct five million years ago, but I didn't expect to encounter one today."

"Human flesh and blood is a delicacy, but it's a pity that there is only one. If a man and a woman come together, they can be locked up and cultivated. In the future, there will be a human race that cannot eat anything!"

The three people smiled and looked at Chu Tian with greed in their eyes.

At this time, Chutian seemed to have become a delicacy in their eyes.

But in the next second, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

A cold light flashed in Chu Tian's hand, and a silver sword appeared in his hand.

The next second, Chu Tian slashed with his sword.

The runes on the sword shone together like stars.

"Pfft~"

A burst of blood spattered out, and the man who was attacking Chu Tian was cut in half, his whole body broken into two pieces.

Seeing this scene, the three of them could not help but tremble.

"Plop~"

The body that was split in half slowly fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the layer of wrinkled skin on this man's body.

Those cracks continued to extend and expand, and finally began to fall off like a cracked wall.

When all the skin had finished falling off, a skeleton appeared in front of Chu Tian, ​​with jet black flames still burning in its eyes, and a black bead in the middle.

"No! No! The Holy Cloth given to me by Lord Insect Lord! My Holy Cloth!"

The ghost kept shouting and used his fingers to keep the peeling skin close to his side.

But the moment he touched it, his skin turned into piles of dust.

The ghost's body also began to change, and his bones began to decompose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He grabbed the arm and dropped it, losing connection with his body, and then slowly turned into a pile of white ashes.

Then came his ribs, then his chin, and then his entire head turned into a pile of white bone powder.

The ghost's entire body turned into piles of pure white ashes, piled on the ground, making the remaining three people tremble.

"You, who exactly are you!"

Facing the three people's questions, Chu Tian ignored them at all and instead looked at the information just given by the system.

"Species: Clothworm

Cultivation: Reverent Saint Realm

Status: normal

Detailed information: It can attach to the body of any race and help it disconnect from the way of heaven. At this point, the way of heaven can no longer control the person's life and death, and it can achieve a near-immortal life.

But once the clothed insect is taken off in the realm of heaven, the power of heaven will immediately corrode the host of the clothed insect and erase it from the world."

"Note: This clothesworm has lived for 5 million and 61 years."

Looking at this explanation, Chu Tian vaguely understood something.

No wonder these traitors can live for such a long time. It turns out that they have disconnected from the way of heaven.

But if it is said that as long as one disconnects from the way of heaven, one can live forever in this world, then is he also immortal?