Chapter Ten: Immortal!

  The ghost was repelled, and the strange man was also severely injured. He let out a loud "wow" as a large mouthful of black liquid spewed out.

  The middle-aged man was also visibly injured, his face pale. He took out a few pills from his pocket and swallowed them, and after a while, his complexion slowly improved.

  "With the war spirit condensed, the ghost soul is indeed formidable. Fortunately, you are not the true master of this treasure, otherwise today I would have been defeated and severely injured. Now that the ghost soul has broken, accept your death!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and a bolt of lightning struck down.

  The strange man suddenly lifted his head and let out a shrill cry: "I'd rather die today than let you escape. Corpse Demon's Dissection Technique! Dark Troops, lend me your power, ten thousand horses galloping forth, Battle Soul, come out for me!" In an instant, the strange man's aura increased several times over, his body emitting rolling black smoke, and countless ghostly spirits flew out of the black banner, each holding weapons and riding warhorses, charging towards the middle-aged man like a fierce cavalry charge.

  Chen Pan was shocked, these ghosts were all black, but their attire was very familiar. Although he had never been to the front line, as a soldier, he naturally knew a lot about the enemy country's situation, and these ghosts were all dressed in the uniforms of Liao Guang's cavalry.

  It seems that the country of Liao had to sacrifice 10,000 soldiers in order to get this strange person to take action, resulting in Father's political enemy An Qi suffering a great defeat. Sacrificing 10,000 soldiers yet winning the war, Chen Pan couldn't say whether it was right or wrong, he just thought about these 10,000 soldiers being killed and sent into the black banner by their own lord, and his heart couldn't help but feel some chill.

  "You dare to resist with such a dirty flag? Now I don't even need to take action, let's see how long you can last." The middle-aged man immediately withdrew his move and retreated quickly.

  This strange man was clearly using a two-loss strategy, and it was unwise to fight hard. But he retreated quickly, and those ghosts chased even faster. Tens of thousands of ghosts, reliving their former glory, thousands of troops and horses, swallowing the air like a tiger, surging forward, unstoppable.

  On the other side, the strange man also underwent a terrifying transformation. Holding the black cloth banner, he was like a balloon that had opened a small mouth and continued to shrink. In just a short while, his entire body had shrunk by nearly half, becoming withered and dry. Moreover, as time passed, the speed of his withering accelerated. This was a contest against time, and watching the middle-aged man's precarious situation, Chen Pan also felt a chill run down his spine.

  Just as the war soul was about to approach, the middle-aged man pinched a spell and spat out a mouthful of blood, instantly speeding up a lot, but slowed down in a while, and was caught up by the war soul again.

  Just as the middle-aged man was about to suffer a severe blow, a black cloth suddenly fell from the sky, and the thousands of horses and soldiers instantly disappeared. The strange person had been sucked dry, leaving only one palm that also turned into flying ash in an instant after the black cloth fell. Without the support of magic power, the oil-paper umbrella also shrunk into a ball and fell from the sky.

  Chen Pan let out a long sigh of relief, he had finally won. If that strange person had supported him for just a few more seconds, the middle-aged man would have probably been seriously injured or even killed.

  The strange man died, and the middle-aged man hurried over to pick up the two treasures left behind by the strange man. He put them in a small cloth bag. What surprised Chen P'an was that the small cloth bag, which was only the size of a palm, could easily hold the two large treasures.

  What technology is this? Space technology? This is too advanced. Chen Pan's eyes widened with excitement, and he regained the fervor of his research from his previous life. For a moment, he even forgot that he was still tied up, and began to ponder what kind of scientific technology was used in this small cloth bag.

  The middle-aged man collected the treasure and escaped, giving Dan medicine to Tang Gu's disciples to take, and he himself sat down to meditate and heal his injuries. The effect of this Dan medicine was very good, and those Tang Gu disciples soon made a significant recovery, and before long they were able to get up and move around, starting to clean up the battlefield.

  "What kind of person are you!" A Tonggu Valley disciple suddenly shouted, pointing his long sword at a man tied up like a caterpillar in front of him.

  This man was naturally Chen Pan, who had been thinking about the problem for half a day and couldn't think of anything. He was suddenly shouted by Tang Gu's disciple, and he suddenly remembered his situation, immediately opening his mouth to shout: "Don't, don't, I'm an ordinary old hundred names, I'm a good man who was kidnapped by this demon. Good fellow, don't be excited!"

  Hearing a commotion from this side, the Tonggu Valley disciples gathered around, and the middle-aged man also finished his cultivation and walked towards this side.

  "Master Zhou, this person is lurking around suspiciously, I don't know if he's an accomplice of that demon." The Tang Valley disciple who discovered Chen Pan immediately bowed to the middle-aged man.

  It turns out that this immortal's surname is Zhou! Chen Pan hastily explained: "I'm not a bad person, I was kidnapped by that demon, if I were his accomplice, how could I be tied up here unable to move?" But in his heart, he cursed: This group of disciples are really stupid from childhood, their brains must have been pinched by the door. Does anyone with a mother who raises bears have an accomplice tied up on the side waiting for death?

  This week, the immortal nodded and said: "Let him go, there is no true energy flowing in his body, he is not a cultivator, should not be lying." After hearing this, Tang Yu's disciple put away his sword and went forward to untie Chen Pan's ropes, but after struggling for half a day, they still couldn't get them off.

  "Make way, I'll do it. This rope is also a magical artifact, called the Binding Heavenly Rope. Fortunately, that demon didn't think of this thing earlier, otherwise, if he had brought out both the ghost spirit and this at the same time, I reckon we would have been done for today." Zhou Shenxian stepped forward, pinched a spell seal, then pointed at the rope on Chen Pan's body, and the rope immediately fell off, leaving Chen Pan to marvel once again at the magical powers of cultivators.

  Finally escaped, Chen Pan immediately stood up, but didn't think that his legs softened and fell down again. Zhou Shenxian took out another elixir pill and gave it to Chen Pan to take, and a warm current suddenly spread from his abdomen, and the state of his body instantly disappeared.

  Laozi unexpectedly ate the immortal pill, and Chen Pan stood up with a satisfied expression, exercising his limbs. Having been tied up by this rope for half a year, it's fortunate that he had cultivated the Pan Jue, otherwise his nerves would have probably rotted long ago.

  "This is some traveling money, it should be enough for you to get home, be careful on the road." Seeing that Chen P'an was unharmed, Zhou Shen Xian took out a few pieces of gold and handed them to Chen P'an.

  Chen Pan was taken aback, go home? His own home is in the North Wilderness, this is the East Pole Xuanzhou, separated by tens of billions of kilometers. In this era, there are no flying ships and no transmission devices, let alone a mortal like him walk back! His grandma raised bears, you think I'm Tang Sanzang traveling to the west to retrieve scriptures? Even if it's Tang Sanzang traveling to the west to retrieve scriptures, they at least have a few disciples who are more powerful than ordinary gods. What about him? He's just a bit stronger than an average mortal, but if he encounters a demon, he'll probably die in a foreign land.

  Chen Pan's face didn't change, but his mind was racing extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had thought of a countermeasure. He didn't care if it would work or not; he just decided to take a gamble. With that, he took another step forward, slightly bent his knees, stretched out both hands with force, and then knelt down on the ground, tightly embracing one of Zhou Shenxian's feet. He squeezed out a few tears with all his might and let out a loud, mournful cry: "Immortal!"