Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"Pan Linghai, I, Chen Tian, swear here and now that if I don't kill you today, I, Chen Tian, am not worthy to be human!" Chen Tian was finally enraged, shouting through gritted teeth.

"Chen Tian?" Pan Linghai's lips curled into a smile as he heard this, saying, "So, your name is Chen Tian. Tsk, tsk, who would have thought that someone as cautious as you would reveal your real name."

"There's nothing strange about that," Chen Tian said, his gaze icy. "Because what does it matter if I tell a dying man all my secrets?"

Hearing this, Pan Linghai was momentarily stunned, but then he burst into laughter, saying, "What an arrogant attitude! It seems you won't be honest unless you're taught a lesson."

With that, a cruel smile appeared on Pan Linghai's face. He focused his hands, instantly conjuring a blood cone.

This blood cone was about three inches long, entirely blood-red, its sharp tip gleaming with a piercing cold light under the sunlight!

Seeing the blood cone in Pan Linghai's hand, Chen Tian's expression changed in alarm, and he hurriedly erected a spiritual energy barrier in front of him.

"Heh heh, did you think I wanted to attack you?" Pan Linghai said, playing with the blood cone in his hand, looking at Chen Tian with amusement.

Chen Tian didn't know what he meant, but he obviously didn't want to care. His face darkened, and he said coldly, "Pan Linghai, if you want to kill me, then just do it! Why so much nonsense? I'm not afraid of you!"

Although Chen Tian said this, he secretly injected another bit of spiritual energy into the light barrier, because Chen Tian was a little worried, not knowing if he could withstand this attack with his current strength!

Hearing Chen Tian's words, Pan Linghai grinned and said, "Alright, I'm coming! You better be prepared!"

This Pan Linghai didn't know what he was thinking, actually remembering to give Chen Tian a warning in advance!

However, very quickly, the spiritual energy around him surged, and then with a flick of his left hand, the blood cone shot out like lightning.

Seeing this, Chen Tian's heart panicked. He braced his hands against the light barrier, doing his best to resist.

But what Chen Tian found strange was that, just as he had prepared everything, the blood cone did not shoot towards him as expected.

This made Chen Tian greatly surprised, so he hurriedly looked up, wanting to see what had happened.

But with this one look, the flames of anger in Chen Tian's eyes grew even more intense, because he discovered that Pan Linghai had not shot the blood cone at him at all, but at Wang Yue, who was defenseless on the other side.

Just as Chen Tian had looked over, the blood cone happened to shoot in front of Wang Yue, and then shot through his left shoulder like a hot knife through butter, blood gushing out into the air like a fountain.

"Ah!"

After Wang Yue screamed miserably, his body swayed, about to fall to the ground.

However, Pan Linghai obviously wouldn't let him go like this. With a wave of his hand, a strand of red light fell from the demonic cloud, wrapped around Wang Yue's body a few times, and then suspended him in mid-air.

And this was far from satisfying Pan Linghai, because what he wanted to see was Chen Tian's desperate expression.

The more painful and desperate Chen Tian was, the more satisfied and excited Pan Linghai became.

That's why he had been constantly searching for anyone related to Chen Tian along the way, just wanting to find a few people who Chen Tian valued, and then torture them, hurt them, make Chen Tian despair, and make Chen Tian suffer!

Previously, He Yutang and others obviously had nothing to do with Chen Tian, so Chen Tian didn't care about their life or death at all.

But this Wang Yue was different. Since he was a child in the Xianyu Sect, he had taken extra care of Chen Tian, and before in Dingxiang Town, he once again killed Zhan Tianhu for Chen Tian, vowing to prevent Chen Tian from being harmed.

It can be said that Wang Yue is one of the very few people who truly care about Chen Tian, and it is precisely because of this that Chen Tian is so angry to see Wang Yue being tortured.

However, Chen Tian's anger at this time was exactly what Pan Linghai needed. He got great satisfaction, this was a kind of revenge!

Looking at Wang Yue, who was bleeding non-stop and looked dejected, Chen Tian was anxious, but he knew that sitting and waiting for death was not an option, Chen Tian had to take action.

After making up his mind, Chen Tian no longer hesitated, and with a flash of his figure, he wanted to rush over.

However, just as he moved, Pan Linghai flashed, but took the lead to come in front of Wang Yue, took out a dark long sword, and held it against Wang Yue's neck.

Seeing this, Chen Tian was startled, stopped his movements, and shouted, "Pan Linghai, what are you trying to do?"

"What am I trying to do?" Pan Linghai grinned and said, "I want to see you in even more pain, even more sad, so I plan to treat your Senior Brother Wang well!"

With that, Pan Linghai licked his lips, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he slashed down at Wang Yue's body as fast as lightning.

"Ah!"

A more miserable howl than before sounded. One of Wang Yue's arms was cut off by Pan Linghai, and blood flowed non-stop.

"Tsk, tsk, look, why is there so much blood flowing? No, if too much blood flows, you will die, but if you die, I will have nothing to play with. How about this, I'll stop the bleeding for you!"

Pan Linghai smacked his lips, then with a flip of his hand, a scorching flame appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, he quickly pressed the flame on Wang Yue's bleeding wound!

"Ah! Devil, you will not die a good death!"

The flame contained extremely high temperature. Under its scorching, although the bleeding was stopped, the skin around Wang Yue was burned, and a heart-wrenching pain instantly hit Wang Yue.

However, Pan Linghai ignored him, but looked at Chen Tian, and smiled sinisterly: "Okay, Chen Shidi, I have already cut off one of your Wang Shixiong's arms, next it is up to you to choose, should I continue to cut off his other arm? Or should I cut off his leg?"

Pan Linghai's tone was full of provocation and mockery!