Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"Half an incense stick's time? That's enough!" Hearing the voice from the immortal sword, Chen Tian nodded slightly, his eyes full of confidence.

It turned out that the one who spoke just now was the Six Realms Immortal Venerable, who was residing in the Xuanjin Immortal Sword. Chen Tian intended to rely on his power to deal with these tens of thousands of cultivators!

"Very well, in that case, this Immortal Venerable will sell his life for you once!" After hearing Chen Tian's decision, the Six Realms Immortal Venerable's voice came out again, but there seemed to be a hint of excitement in his tone: "Hehe, this Immortal Venerable hasn't had a good killing spree for tens of thousands of years. These people will be treated as sacrifices for me as a sword spirit."

After saying that, the Six Realms Immortal Venerable stopped speaking. At the same time, a strong killing intent, like a whirlwind, surged out from the Xuanjin Immortal Sword and swept towards the surroundings.

Before transforming into a sword spirit, the Six Realms Immortal Venerable was a great power in the ancient immortal world. His strength had already broken through the Zhutian Realm and reached an extremely terrifying level. Although he has become a sword spirit now and his strength has been greatly reduced, he still doesn't take this group of cultivators seriously.

Although Wolf Lang's men numbered in the tens of thousands, their strength was not high. Most of them were below the Gathering Spirit Stage, and the total number of cultivators above the Transformation Spring Stage was only a thousand.

Although a thousand cultivators above the Transformation Spring Stage were enough to shock the entire cultivation world, it was simply a fantasy to fight against the Six Realms Immortal Venerable and Chen Tian's anger.

Feeling the fierce killing intent constantly surging out from the Xuanjin Immortal Sword, even if Wolf Lang and the others were stupid, they finally noticed something was wrong at this time.

They seemed to be frightened, forgetting to continue attacking, and just stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the Xuanjin Immortal Sword shining with dazzling light!

"Hmph! Seeking death!"

Seeing the petrified Wolf Lang and his group, a ruthless sneer appeared on the corner of Chen Tian's mouth. Then, he stopped talking nonsense, flew up, and came into the air to hold the Xuanjin Immortal Sword tightly. After glancing coldly like a Nine Nether Fiend God, he suddenly slashed his sword horizontally. Immediately, a hundred-foot-long purple sword light shot out with the force of a tiger's roar, and flew towards Wolf Lang and the others!

It could be seen that this purple sword light contained extremely great power. Although it had not yet been cut down, the majestic momentum that arrived in advance had already shaken the entire Fengming Mountain. Some of the weaker cultivators on Wolf Lang's side had their blood churning under this sword force, and eventually died with blood flowing from their seven orifices.

Only then did Wolf Lang and the others react. In horror, they hurriedly raised the magic weapons in their hands to resist.

Wolf Lang raised his left hand and slammed his chest, then spewed out a stream of natal essence blood and sprinkled it on the wolf-headed long knife in his hand.

"Awoo…"

Accompanied by a loud wolf howl, the long knife instantly transformed into a snow-white giant wolf with a body length of tens of feet, tightly protecting Wolf Lang's body under it.

On Wolf Lang's left and right, the remaining six Sea Condensation Stage cultivators turned pale and hurriedly took out magic weapons such as bronze tripods, giant bells, or long mirrors to resist.

Looking at the bursts of brilliance flashing on these magic weapons, it was obvious that they were all extraordinary. If it were normal times, they would not be willing to take them out at all, but now, they couldn't care so much. They only knew that if they continued to hold back, the end would be death!

Filled with fear, tens of thousands of defensive magic weapons formed an extremely magnificent and spectacular mask, protecting everyone under it.

At this moment, the purple sword light finally fell like a heavenly god descending.

"Boom…"

This was an indescribable and violent sound, as if the entire world was trembling under this sound. The impact force generated between the sword light and the defensive magic weapon swept in all directions with a destructive force, instantly turning the three small mountains near Fengming Mountain into flat ground.

In the dust raised all over the sky and the constantly collapsing boulders, the power brought by this sword light was finally exhausted. Looking at Wolf Lang and the others again, all that came into view was a patch of blood red.

On the ground, there were thousands of corpses lying scattered. Their eyes were still wide open, but lines of blood flowed down from their pupils, mouths, noses, and even ears, and they were活活震死(literally translated, 'vibrating to death', meaning killed by the shockwave) by the sword light just now!

Most of these corpses were disciples of the Spirit 引灵 Stage and Spirit Activation 启灵 Stage. Their cultivation was the lowest, so they were the first to die in this round of attacks.

However, those cultivators with slightly higher strength were not dead at this time, but they were not much better off. The bronze tripods, giant bells, long mirrors, and other treasures they took out were all震毁(destroyed by the shockwave) in the attack just now, losing any spiritual light and becoming a pile of scrap iron.

"Awoo… Awoo…"

Even the giant wolf that protected Wolf Lang transformed back into a giant knife after letting out a cry of sorrow, and then fine lines appeared on the knife, eventually breaking apart.

This attack caused heavy losses to Wolf Lang and others.

"This… this is impossible… How could a small early Sea Condensation Stage cultivator have such power?"

Wolf Lang was shocked, and the other cultivators who came with him were also shocked at this time.

They originally thought that attacking the Immortal Demon Gate was an easy task, but who would have thought that a Chen Tian would suddenly appear, not only causing them heavy losses, but also killing thousands of cultivators with a wave of his hand!

They had never seen such a shocking feat before. In their memory, only old monsters in the Zhutian Realm could do this.

Thinking of this, their expressions became even more astonished, and they stared at Chen Tian in disbelief, thinking in horror: Could it be that this man in front of them is actually a Zhutian Realm expert who is hiding his cultivation?

Although this idea was terrifying, it was the only reason that could explain the current situation.

"Haha… happy! … Happy! So many tonics can help me recover some energy."

At this moment, the Xuanjin Immortal Sword in Chen Tian's hand trembled involuntarily. Then, the blood of the dead cultivators on the ground seemed to be summoned by something, and it kept湧现(surging) out of their bodies, forming a blood spring and injecting it into the Xuanjin Immortal Sword.

This weird scene couldn't help but make people shudder.

After seeing this scene, Wolf Lang and the others' scalps went numb. Although there were still more than 9,000 people left, a feeling of fear involuntarily涌现(surged) in their hearts.

After the blood of the thousands of dead cultivators was all absorbed into the Xuanjin Immortal Sword, the Six Realms Immortal Venerable's slightly satisfied voice came out again: "Boy, I can still fire two swords, you must seize the opportunity!"