Chapter 6: The Immortals Use Bricks and Tiles

  Chen Pan didn't know how strong the cultivator was, nor did he understand how cultivators were divided into levels. His younger brother Chen Jun had once said that if a cultivator reached the level where they could fly in the sky, with just one move of their hand, they could end the lives of over a thousand people. The person before him was clearly at that level.

  A cultivator who can fly in the sky, plus the already prepared formation, his own 5,000 elite soldiers will definitely be unable to withstand it, otherwise this person would not have appeared so boldly.

  Although the current situation is terrifying, many barbarian warriors were not intimidated and attacked the figures in the air with their bows and arrows. However, the arrows fell down about two meters away from the figures and ended up injuring many of their own people instead.

  Chen Ping just wanted the soldiers to try and attack, but seeing this situation immediately ordered: "Everyone disperse and run for their lives, every one who can escape is a bonus." Upon receiving the order, everyone immediately scattered in all directions like birds and beasts. However, they didn't get far before it was as if they had crashed into an invisible wall, and they all fell off their horses.

  "Haha, you mortals are truly naive. The methods of the immortal family are not something you can understand. Why don't you surrender and let me collect your vital energy? It will reduce your suffering." Seeing everyone fall, the figure laughed wildly, but stopped abruptly after a few laughs, because one person crashed into the edge of the formation and although their horse was left behind, they themselves flew out of the formation.

  This man was Chen Pan, and at this moment his entire body was enveloped in a faint white glow. This layer of white light protected him from the influence of the formation, but Hu Lin had no way to do so, so he stayed inside the formation.

  He fell with a thud, Chen Pan hastily scrambled to his feet and ran far away. Now was not the time to figure out why he could get out. He only ran over ten steps before stopping, his heart churning with emotions.

  Five thousand elite cavalrymen followed me out, but in the end only I returned. How can I explain this? Even if it is later found that there was interference from above and I could not stop it, to abandon my subordinates and flee for my life alone would be seen as cowardly behavior by the barbarians. Not only would I lose face, but also my family members would be looked down upon. My father Chen Feihu might even be attacked by his political enemies and dismissed from office because of this.

  Moreover, even if he retreated a step further, he couldn't accept it in his heart. These soldiers could charge forward regardless of life and death for just one command from him, but now he didn't care about their lives. Of course, the main reason was that this person could fly in the sky, while he could only run with two legs. Without the Fire Qilin, it would be easy to catch up to him in no time. Chen Pán thought and thought, and felt that he had no chance of escaping.

  He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran back towards the magic array. After all, since heaven had brought him into this world, it wouldn't let him die so easily. Moreover, a layer of white light had mysteriously appeared on his body, perhaps there really were gods secretly protecting him.

  Seeing Chen P'an go and come back, those soldiers were very excited, with eager eyes looking at Chen P'an, thinking that since Chen P'an went out and came back, he must have a way to lead everyone out of trouble.

  The figure in the air burst out laughing: "Haha, think you can't escape, so you've given up? Good, knowing when to yield, it seems like you're hiding secrets on your body. Why don't you kowtow and acknowledge me as your master?"

  "Alright, I'll follow you as my master. If you let me stay, how will you have me serve under you?" Chen Pan replied without hesitation, thinking that if the other party agreed, it wouldn't be a bad thing either. After all, he also wanted to cultivate immortality, and although this person didn't seem like a good immortal at first glance, having someone was better than having no one.

  That figure smiled faintly: "Just said you know the current situation, and immediately became stupid. Several thousand good horses, how can I let them go?"

  "Then get out of here!" Chen Pan raised a middle finger at him, then picked up the fallen long-handled axe and struck with all his might at the edge of the formation.

  "With a loud clang, the large axe chopped down as if on metal, and under great force, the axe handle snapped in response. Chen P'an dropped the axe handle and ran to the edge of the formation, crazily attacking, but his fists struck only air, that white light treating the formation as if it were nothing."

  "Haven't you resigned yourself to your fate yet? I didn't think you had a treasure on you that could ignore my formation. Hand it over obediently, and this immortal will spare your life." Seeing Chen P'an's futile efforts, the shadowy figure was thrilled.

  "Spare your grandmother from raising bears!" Chen Pan cursed loudly, the figure hesitated, clearly not understanding what Chen Pan was cursing about.

  All he could do was try his best, Chen Pan immediately frantically operated the axe technique, the only mysterious place on his body was this axe birthmark, since the axe technique was taught by the axe birthmark, maybe it would have an unexpected effect.

  The vortex went crazy, and the white light indeed reacted, quickly gathering on Chen Pao's right hand and emitting a dazzling glow. At this moment, Chen Pao suddenly thought of the appearance of the black hole reflecting energy before his death in his previous life.

  "Do you still want to struggle? Without cultivating immortality, one will always be an insignificant ant. Pitiful!" Seeing Chen Pan's actions, the figure spoke out in ridicule, not hurrying at all. This formation had a great deal of harm towards outsiders, and the longer it lasted, the weaker the person inside would become.

  "Give me a break!" Chen Pong roared, punching the dense black fog with his fist. The white light emanating from his fist was intense, like boiling water splashing on snow, and the black fog instantly dissipated. Under the erosion of the white light, an opening several dozen meters long and wide appeared at the edge of the formation.

  "Hurry, run out and scatter to escape!" As soon as the formation was broken, Chen Pan immediately gave a loud order, and the soldiers turned over and mounted their horses, rushing out of the mouth like flying. Chen Pan also jumped onto Hu Lin's back and rushed out of the formation.

  That figure originally had the upper hand, but didn't expect a sudden change to occur. By the time he reacted, more than half of the 5,000 soldiers had already escaped. Hastily activating the formation, the dark fog immediately swept towards the remaining soldiers, killing several hundred of them, but the others managed to break free and escape. The dead soldiers all turned into red pellets that flew into the figure's hands.

  "You damned ant, I'll make you unable to live or die." The figure put away the red dan and immediately chased after Chen Pong. He was also very helpless, as a master of array techniques, he wasn't very skilled at personal combat, now that several thousand people had scattered like birds and beasts, he couldn't possibly chase them all down one by one, he could only focus on the main culprit who had ruined his plans.

  Hu Lin's speed was extremely fast, like a whirlwind, instantly leaving everyone else in the dust. However, that cultivator's speed was even faster, chasing after him like a shooting star, and occasionally killing soldiers who were fleeing in the same direction. When there were no more soldiers between them, the figure angrily shouted: "I'll see how you can run now, look at my treasure!" After finishing speaking, an object appeared in his hand out of thin air and was thrown at Chen Pan.

  This treasure flew quickly and instantly smashed onto Chen Pong's back.

  "Ahh!" A miserable cry, Chen Pan fell off his horse, and as he rolled down, he also saw the treasure clearly, which turned out to be a golden brick.

  He's raising bears for his grandmother, does he think even gods use brick tiles? Chen Pan cursed silently in his heart and then fainted.