Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

“Hey, Big Brother, Second Brother, look quickly, someone's coming, and they're alone! Today we can finally do business again!”

The three of them were of similar age, all in their early thirties, and looked extremely alike, clearly three brothers.

Although it was impossible to accurately distinguish them by appearance, fortunately, they wore different colored clothes. The one who had spoken just now was the youngest of the three, dressed in a red, close-fitting outfit, exposing his belly. A large, eight-foot-long blade was slung across his shoulder, his face fierce and menacing.

“Shhh, Third Brother, keep your voice down, or you'll scare away the prey.” Seeing the red-clothed strongman's rash demeanor, the eldest of the three, a man with a full beard, immediately reprimanded him. He wore a blue brocade robe and looked stern.

Hearing the blue-clothed man's rebuke, the red-clothed strongman felt somewhat aggrieved, but he obediently shut his mouth and stopped speaking.

Seeing that the strongman had finally quieted down, the blue-clothed man breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to the refined man in a green robe, standing between the two, and asked, “Second Brother, same as always, you make the call here. This person, do we rob him or not?”

The man in the green robe was clearly the most intelligent of the three. From beginning to end, he had ignored the two men's loud bickering, focusing intently on the target rushing towards them, his eyes gleaming.

After pondering for a moment, he frowned and said, “Big Brother, Third Brother, this person is a bit strange. If possible, I think we should avoid targeting him.”

The red-clothed strongman was clearly an impatient person. After complaining, he immediately stood up, grasped the large blade in his hand, and charged towards the approaching figure.

Seeing him like this, the remaining two exchanged glances but ultimately stood up and rushed out together.

Although the red-clothed strongman was somewhat reckless, what he said wasn't unreasonable. Mount Yueli had already sunk into the sea, and no one would be able to enter and collect demon cores for three years. If they didn't take this opportunity, they would really be drinking the northwest wind.

Besides, the people who came to Mount Yueli to collect demon cores were all cultivators from small sects. How powerful could they be? The three of them all had mid-stage Spirit Guiding cultivation. Three against one was a piece of cake!

Thinking this way, the green-robed man dispelled his concerns and followed the other two, blocking the other person's path in the air.

“Oh ho, judging by the speed this kid is flying, he seems quite strong. That's good, he must have obtained many demon cores in Mount Yueli, and now they'll all be ours.”

Watching the other person fly closer and closer, the red-clothed strongman's face immediately revealed a greedy look, then he took a step forward and shouted at the top of his lungs, “I opened this mountain, I planted these trees, if you want to pass this road, leave the toll…”

“Scram!”

Before the red-clothed strongman could finish speaking, a thunderous roar that shook the heavens rolled over like a thunderbolt, containing immense power. When it reached them, it caused the blood in their bodies to boil uncontrollably, and they all spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Run, run quickly!”

The green-robed man was the first to recover, then, as if he had seen a ghost, he fled back at the fastest speed of his life.

After his reminder, the other two also woke up from their shock and fled back behind the green-robed man without hesitation.

However, before they could fly far, a golden stream of light flashed past them at an extremely terrifying speed, and the force it stirred up struck the back of the slowest red-clothed strongman, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the owner of the light stream didn't intend to kill them. After giving them a small lesson, it disappeared from their sight like lightning.

The three, still in shock, looked at the receding stream of light, their faces filled with horror, especially the red-clothed strongman, who opened his mouth wide, and after a long time, finally squeezed out the words: “Is this person a monster?”

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Mingdong City is located about eight hundred miles south of Longzhong City.

Compared to the deserted Longzhong City, Mingdong City seemed bustling and lively, because it was far from the war, so most of the people who fled from Longzhong City settled here, causing the originally unknown Mingdong City to gradually expand in scale and its power to rise steadily, becoming a veritable 'Famous Throughout the Land'!

Although it was far from the demon territory, in order to prevent the demon race from invading, some guardian formations and restrictions were still set up around Mingdong City, leaving only a small gate under the city tower for the convenience of everyone's travel, and even this small gate would be closed at night, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

But on this day, a golden stream of light suddenly rushed in at an extremely terrifying speed. Although it had not yet arrived, the air waves it stirred up shook the entire Mingdong City upside down, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Such an anomaly instantly attracted the attention of the cultivators stationed in the Ming Dynasty Great Wall. In an instant, more than a dozen streams of light rose from the ground, rushed out of the city gate, and looked at the anomaly in the distance.

Leading them was a green-robed old man with early-stage Spring Transformation cultivation. He had a headache after seeing this anomaly, knowing that the person who came was strong and far above him.

However, even if he had a headache, due to his duty, he had no choice but to step forward and shout loudly: “Please stop, whoever is coming!”

As soon as the green-robed old man finished speaking, the dozen or so Spirit Gathering stage cultivators standing behind him took out their flying swords and pointed them in the direction of the light stream.

Seeing this scene, the golden stream of light, which had been rushing all the way, finally stopped about ten zhang in front of the green-robed old man.

The golden light dissipated, revealing a young man in white with a stern face.

It was Chen Tian, who had traveled all the way from Mount Yueli!