Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

Chen Gong was beaten to a pulp, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, determined not to give up until the very last moment. Liu Xing and the others had also lost much of their energy. Seeing that Chen Gong was no longer able to withstand the blow, Liu Xing took advantage of his unpreparedness and pinned him down beneath the Chaos Tower.

"Chaos...Chaos Tower..." Seeing the extremely familiar Chaos Tower gradually getting bigger, falling from the sky, and pressing himself to the bottom of the tower, Chen Gong's face changed drastically, and he uttered a few unclear words.

"How did the Chaos Tower end up in Liu Xing's hands?" This was the first question that came to his mind.

"Liu Xing survived the Chaos Tower's sea of ​​thunder. Could it be that he turned a disaster into a blessing, refined the sea of ​​thunder, and gained the Chaos Tower's recognition as its master? How is this possible!" Thinking of this, Chen Gong felt that he was too fanciful.

He didn't have time to think. The Chaos Tower had already pinned him down. His conch shell, a magical weapon known for its defense and incomparably strong resistance, held the tower in place while he cowered inside, daring not to move. Meanwhile, he desperately poured his mana into the conch, creating a stalemate.

"Blocked!" Chen Gong was delighted.

"Crack!" Before he had time to be happy, the phantom of the Dharma image on the outer layer of the conch had shattered, and the heavy pagoda fell on the conch body. He only needed to put in a little more force to break the conch.

"Oh no! My life is over!" Chen Gong sighed sadly, his heart dead.

"Master Liu, do you really want to kill us all?" Chen Gong shouted anxiously.

"Hmph, it's okay if you don't want to die. Release your consciousness and let me plant the seal!" Liu Xing stopped exerting force and let the pagoda press firmly on the conch, forming a trap at the bottom of the tower, trapping Chen Gong at the bottom of the tower.

"What is a seal? Could it be a mind-controlling restriction?" Chen Gong's eyes lit up immediately when he saw a glimmer of hope, and he asked hurriedly.

"That's right, you killed my Qian'er and committed a grave crime. You were doomed to die today, but I'm sparing you because you're not the main culprit. But while the death penalty may be waived, the punishment you face cannot be escaped! From now on, you will serve me wholeheartedly! I'm not discussing this with you, I'm giving you an order!"

"This..." Chen Gong was filled with hatred. Becoming a slave from now on was more painful than killing him.

Thinking of his extraordinary talent, he had reached the late Nascent Soul stage at just over 600 years old, a very young age. With some more opportunities, even a breakthrough to the Spiritualization stage would be possible. Now that the Ascension Channel had reappeared, it was the perfect time for him to seek immortality.

"How hateful, how hateful! It was the old bastard Wei Wei who harmed me and caused me to suffer this disaster!" Chen Gong hated Wei Wei so much that he did not dare to blame Mr. Sun and could only scold Wei Wei who had informed on him.

"Forget it, forget it, I'll cultivate immortality in the next life!" Chen Gong was disheartened. He mobilized the magic power in his body and prepared to self-destruct.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, are you really going to give up this great opportunity?" Nangong Yan couldn't help but warn him, seeing the situation was not looking good.

Nangong Yan pummeled Chen Gong with a truly brutal beating, and her anger subsided considerably. Chen Gong possessed exceptional talent, and she valued his talent. If he were willing to surrender, he would surely be a great help to her in the future. However, Chen Gong was also stubborn, preferring death to submission. Unaware of the seal's magical power, Chen Gong simply believed it was a means of control, unaware that it held a profound opportunity to propel him even higher and further.

"Hmm?" Chen Gong could hear the dissuasion in Nangong Yan's voice. He was awakened by this wake-up call and calmed down as if he had been enlightened.

"It's clearly a dead end, why does she say it's a great opportunity?" After Chen Gong calmed down, his mind became much clearer and he began to think carefully.

"Could there be another secret behind the seal planted on me?" Thinking of this, he suddenly woke up.

"Grandmaster Liu is so young, yet he has already achieved such a high level of cultivation. He has even obtained a treasure like the Chaos Tower from the upper realms. His promotion to the Divine Transformation stage is a foregone conclusion. So, what's wrong with following a Divine Transformation stage expert?"

Thinking back to the magical effects of the Chaos Tower, he personally experienced the tempering of the Nascent Soul Trial Field, which had greatly enhanced his own spirit and mana. It was not certain that this treasure could continue to help others improve. Once his mind was opened, Chen Gong had many speculations and ideas.

The reason why Liu Xing didn't explain it clearly to him was, firstly, to test his willingness, and secondly, why should he tell the details to someone who was not his own?

"I'm not worth the other party's efforts to win me over. At most, I'm just an insignificant chess move. But for me, it's a life-or-death decision." Chen Gong thought.

"What's so difficult about dying? Life is not easy!" Chen Gong sighed inwardly.

"I'm going to die anyway, so why should I be afraid? The most I can do is be refined into a human pill and become nutrients for others to advance. Besides, I've been dealing with Grandmaster Liu for so many years and I know his character very well. Although his personality may be a little extreme due to the sudden change, his nature is definitely not bad. If I follow him, I'll have a better chance of surviving." The more he thought about it, the clearer it became. Chen Gong seemed to have grasped something key and suddenly saw the light.

"Master Nie's master doesn't seem to want me to die. He beat me mercilessly just now, but now he comes to persuade me. It seems that his hatred for me has disappeared. This is a good thing. The beating was not in vain. I will have one less big enemy in the future." Chen Gong thought silently, and looked at Nangong Yan gratefully.

Nangong Yan saw Chen Gong looking at her gratefully, and knew that he had figured it out. She deliberately snorted coldly and turned her head to look elsewhere, but the stone in her heart was also put down.

"Since you are so determined to die, I will grant your wish!" Liu Xing seemed to have run out of patience. He shouted angrily and, standing on the top of the tower, used a Thousand-Pound Drop. The power of the Chaos Tower suddenly increased tenfold. Chen Gong's conch magic weapon instantly deformed and was about to collapse under the pressure.

"I agree! I agree! Stop it! Stop it!" Chen Gong, having figured it out, immediately begged for peace. The Chaos Tower's might was enough to crush him into a meat pie, and since he wanted to live, he naturally didn't want to die unjustly.

"Hmph, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Release your spiritual sense and don't resist!" Seeing the other party surrender, Liu Xing stopped the pagoda's attack. He then unleashed a secret technique, and a seal carrying the power of lightning slowly flew towards Chen Gong.

Chen Gong stared at the seal, as if facing a ferocious beast. He was extremely nervous. If the seal was successfully implanted, he would be at its mercy, and he might not even be able to choose his own death. Chen Gong struggled internally, his body trembling slightly, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Come on, I'm going to die!" Chen Gong growled in his heart, closed his eyes, and let the seal enter his mind and be deeply imprinted on his soul.

Liu Xing could feel Chen Gong's spirit trembling and his silent struggle, but he held it in, daring not to resist. The seal fused seamlessly with his spirit, controlling every vital point in his spirit and continuously influencing his subconscious, planting the seed of his unwavering will to disobey his master.