I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 280 "It's so serious, it scared me."

"Want to take a look."

A big hole was completely blasted into the sky of the fourth-grade continent "Jiang Taiping Continent", and in the endless and majestic spiritual energy, Badan carried Zhao Yishi all the way up.

Chen Yu looked at the scene in front of him and murmured with some longing.

This was the first time he witnessed such tremendous power. He could clearly sense that his trump card, the ninety-second-grade combined killing move, was completely unable to resist this power. It was just like how no matter how powerful a mortal was, he could not defeat an immortal.

This is a difference in quality and has nothing to do with grade.

He really wanted to see who Bataan's opponent was and what the battle was like, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

The passage between the fifth-grade fairyland and the fourth-grade continent has been broken. At this time, as long as one can pass through this hole, there is no need to ascend, and one can directly sneak into the fairyland. However, the countless cracks that constantly flash around the hole are not something that an ordinary cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage can withstand.

Even if a cultivator is at the peak of tribulation, once he touches the space crack, he will be killed without a complete body.

Only someone like Badan, whose cultivation suddenly soars to above that of an immortal, can pass through this death zone.

Some regrets.

The fourth-grade continent was a place he could reach only with the title of "Heavenly King", and the fifth-grade fairyland was completely out of reach for him now, and it was not something he could touch for the time being.

Although he didn't know who Bataan's opponent was, he still hoped in his heart that Bataan could win the battle.

perhaps
And at this time——

Many powerful people in the fifth-grade fairyland subconsciously looked towards the east. They could clearly feel that the sky of the "Demon Forest" had collapsed. An extremely powerful force temporarily broke the shackles of the heavenly laws of the fourth-grade continent and the fifth-grade fairyland.

This power came from the fourth-grade continent "Jiang Taiping Continent", but how could anyone on the fourth-grade continent have such power?

etc.
This familiar aura belongs to the Immortal King Badan!
Didn't he get immortal cancer and seek the fortune of the Yin Emperor in vain? He was even trampled and humiliated by his long-time enemy, the demon clan leader. In the end, no one knew where he went and he had been missing for many years. How come he suddenly appeared now, and his cultivation seemed to have only dropped a little?

Without much hesitation.

At that moment, many powerful men disappeared instantly and rushed towards the demon forest. For them, at this level of cultivation, witnessing these powerful men fighting with all their might is a great opportunity.

For example, you can comprehend your own way through the battles of these powerful beings, or learn how these powerful beings use and match entries. Especially in this kind of life-and-death battle, all kinds of trump cards will be thrown out. Even if you learn nothing, it is still a rare feast.

This is lively.

A must see.

Watching the fun is not only the nature of the human race, but also the nature of all other races such as the barbarians, dragons, monsters, etc. No matter how high or low their cultivation level is, they will all have the desire to watch the fun, and this cannot be changed.

And when they arrived.

What you see is a towering giant whose whole body is scarlet and made of stone. He is wearing armor covered with ferocious horns and holding a huge Fang Tian Hua Ji. He is suspended in the air, overlooking the entire demon forest.

Next to him, there was a smaller giant whose face could not be seen clearly. He was also a barbarian.

"It's really him."

The strong men who had already arrived had found the best viewing position. They activated the talismans and arrays to protect themselves from being affected by the battle. Then they started talking to each other: "It was the Badan who knelt in front of the demon clan leader to ask for the fortune of the Yin Emperor. The video of that year was widely circulated. The words of the cowardly Badan have become a proverb among the naughty children."

"Okay, those mortals are just watching the fun and don't understand, but can you not understand?"

A white-haired old man next to him said expressionlessly: "Back then, the demon clan leader swore in front of the demon clan's sacred object, the Fairy Water Well, that as long as Badan kneeled down, he would definitely give Badan the fortune of the Yin Emperor."

"You know, the tradition of the demon tribe is that once you make a promise or vow to the Fairy Well, you must fulfill it no matter what the cost. That's why Badan knelt down. What happened? The demon tribe leader actually broke his promise."

"Shouldn't Batan be the one who deserves to be ridiculed the most in this matter?"

"To put it bluntly, when you encounter a disease like Immortal Cancer, if the demon clan leader promises to give you the fortune of the Yin Emperor as long as you kneel down in front of the Immortal Water Well, will you not kneel?"

"will not."

The middle-aged man who had just spoken said seriously: "Everyone knows that Badan and the demon tribe leader are mortal enemies. Why would you believe that the other party is willing to save your life at this time, even if it is an oath to some fairy water well?"

"I have always believed that all rules can bring the most benefits when they are broken."

"The demon tribe has been deliberately promoting this tradition to the outside world, just to use the breaking of a promise to bring huge benefits to the demon tribe one day in the future. So since the demon tribe began to publicize this tradition, it has been preparing for breaking the promise. But I didn't expect that the demon tribe leader would use such a trump card passed down from generation to generation for such a small matter."

"It can be seen that the demon tribe leader hates Badan very much. He is willing to pay such a huge price just to make Badan kneel before him."

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The white-haired old man remained silent with an expressionless face. He did not refute or speak. He and Badan had been friends for many years. They had known each other for a very long time. He had forgotten how many years of friendship they had had, and he only remembered that when he was young, he and Badan had traveled together in the secret realm of Tiandao.

He sat on Badan's shoulders and killed his enemies along the way.

Badan is a physical practitioner and he is a magic practitioner, they are a good pair. The treasure on Badan's wrist now is the one he just lent to Badan.

He always knew what kind of humiliation Badan was enduring. Badan was a carefree man who always said he wanted women but never put them into action. He was generous to his friends and very reliable.

Everyone may have a very reliable person around him or her. When you entrust a task to him or her, he or she will definitely complete it well. Badan is such a person.

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Several years ago, Badan and the demon tribe leader formed a mortal feud. The demon tribe leader began to hunt down Badan's friends and relatives. In order to protect them, Badan cut off contact with all of his friends.

And today, he came to see Batan off for the last time.

The old man stood high in the sky, a hint of turbidity flashed in his eyes, and his body trembled slightly. He came here in disguise today, not because he was afraid of being discovered by the demon tribe leader, but because he was afraid of being discovered by Badan.

He didn't want Badan to find out that his good friend was watching him die without helping him.

He didn't dare to take action because he was afraid of death.

He has his own family behind him. Once he dies, his family will fall into decline in an instant. Many people depend on him to survive and live in the fairyland under his protection. He has countless reasons not to die.

soon.

As more and more powerful people came from afar, the sky above the demon forest, which was quite deserted in the past, suddenly became lively.

"Tsk, tsk."

A cold laugh suddenly sounded in the demon forest.

Then, a young man wearing a white robe, with one hand behind his back, white hair and two horns on his head, slowly walked into the air, stood at a higher position, looked down at Badan and sneered, "Who did I think it was? Isn't this a cowardly Badan?"

"Why, do you still want to kneel down and beg me?"

"Didn't I tell you last time that as long as you capture all your friends and send them to me, I will definitely give you the fortune of the Yin Emperor? I swore to the heavens, and you still don't believe it?"

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Badan did not speak, but slowly swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and spiritual energy surged out, setting up a soundproof array to isolate spiritual consciousness, and said hoarsely: "Zhao Yishi, all the higher races in this world are greedy for life and afraid of death when they are young."

"This is our nature. For an advanced race like us, we will have extremely powerful strength once we grow up. Therefore, our nature makes us more afraid of death when we are young and avoid all dangers."

"You are like this, and so was I when I was young."

"But you are different. Your bloodline is higher in rank than mine, which means that you will not be able to break free of the shackles by yourself after you reach adulthood. If there are no external factors, you will continue to sink like this for the rest of your life."

"My master used his own life to help me break through this shackle. Today, I will use my life to help you break through this shackle."

"Maybe this is inheritance."

"At that time, I didn't understand why my master, who could still live for a few hundred years even though his time was running out, would take the initiative to seek death. Now I understand."

"Next"

"Look carefully and remember this sissy's face. He will be the enemy you will need to spend your entire life killing."

Badan's voice was hoarse and smooth, without too many emotional waves. In fact, he knew in his heart that this was a very selfish act, which was equivalent to forcibly kidnapping Zhao Yishi, destroying Zhao Yishi's existing life, and forcibly tying him to the road of revenge.

Yes.

He didn't understand it before and even hated his master for it.

But later he gradually understood that this was the fate of the barbarian genius.

Ordinary barbarians do not have the qualifications to let their loved ones die for them and thus break the shackles, so the shackles of ordinary barbarians will not be so difficult to break.

"grandfather."

Zhao Yishi's voice was filled with panic and fear as he said, "I..."

Before Zhao Yishi could finish his words, Badan roared and swung the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand down fiercely. Almost in an instant, it was dark.

A huge space crack was torn open, and the dark light in the crack enveloped the entire demon continent.

The power of this attack was almost the strongest attack Badan had ever made in his life. He put all his means into this attack, which contained the shame and grievance he had always felt.

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The gap between the two sides has gradually widened over the years.

The demon tribe leader just snapped his fingers lightly, and suddenly countless light spots floated out from the demon forest, forming a seemingly fragile colorful light shield. However, this light light shield easily blocked Badan's strongest attack.

Then he snapped his fingers again.

The light shield then turned into a spear and stabbed towards Badan's chest in a way that could not be captured by spiritual sense.

As blood splashed across the sky, Badan's body fell heavily to the ground from the air.

One hit, defeat.

The two mortal enemies had fought for countless years in the past, and there had never been a clear winner, but today, Bataan was defeated with just one blow.

"It seems that the demon clan leader gained a lot from the last Tiandao event."

A man watching nearby said with some jealousy: "The last Heavenly Dao Edict only nominated the name, but did not mention any specific reward. Now it seems that it was just not mentioned in the Heavenly Dao Edict."

"Pull it down."

A woman next to him whispered, "Badan obviously came to fight with the intention of dying, but the demon tribe leader not only mobilized the power of the entire tribe, but also mobilized the tribe's treasure. It's like using the power of an entire tribe to fight against Badan alone. How can they win?"

"It's easy to tell that Badan was forcibly burning his life to drive the power. At the end of his life, he wanted to find the demon tribe leader to end it all. He didn't plan to leave alive. As a result, the demon tribe leader didn't even dare to accept a one-on-one fight. You guys are still admiring such a villain. It's shameful."

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As soon as she finished speaking, several people around her looked at the woman with strange expressions. Everyone knew that the demon clan leader was a very narrow-minded person. As long as he knew about anyone who mocked him, even if they were mortals, he would send people to deal with them.

There are many people here and if these words were to leak out, this woman would probably have a hard time surviving.

The woman snorted coldly, then waved her sleeves and disappeared into mist. When she reappeared in another place, she had turned into a bearded man. He was actually a man, but he came to watch the fight in disguise.

He is also a good friend of Batan.

He knew very well that Badan came here to die today and to wash away his shame with his own blood. The Fang Tian Hua Ji was lent to Badan by him, and he had no intention of using it. He could not die. If he died, many people would have to die.

but.
Even though he had prepared himself mentally and wanted to send his friend off as calmly as possible, he still couldn't help but get angry when he saw this scene. Why? Why are you not even willing to fight Badam in a duel, and not even willing to give Badam a decent death!

"That's it?"

The demon clan leader, who looked effortless from beginning to end, slowly landed above Badan, looked at the huge pool of blood below him, and chuckled, "Seeing you coming here so aggressively, I thought you had mastered some killer moves, but it turns out you're still using the same old tricks."

"I have been looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come to me today. It really puts my mind at ease."

"Cough cough."

Badan, who fell to the ground with serious injuries, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Although his whole body had turned to stone, he still had blood, but the proportion was not that much. But after all, his body was huge, so he still had a lot more blood than a normal monk.

He looked at the demon clan leader standing high in the sky with relief in his eyes and smiled.

"and then?"

"Do you think I would be unwilling? It's nothing more than using the racial treasure. When I was holding the racial treasure of the barbarians, I didn't see you being so arrogant. It's just that my barbarians are not here today. Otherwise, do you think you can be so relaxed?"

between words.

He staggered and struggled to get up from the ground, ready to launch a final counterattack.

As he climbed up, countless trees fell down and even the ground was shaking slightly.

He came here today to seek death.

But you have to die in battle, you can't be killed, there is a fundamental difference between the two.

at this time--

Badan was suddenly stunned. He noticed that the Barbarian Chieftain was floating above the demon forest not far away. His eyes lit up and he laughed heartily: "Good, good, it seems that this battle before death will be a little more enjoyable."

"Master Patriarch, can you lend me the Barbarian Tribe's most precious treasure?"

however.

The barbarian chieftain did not react at all when he heard this. He just stood in the air with an indifferent expression.

"Clan leader?"

Badan was a little confused and called out again: "I am Badan, the Immortal King Badan."

"Not anymore." The Barbarian Chieftain finally said indifferently: "It is impossible to lend you the treasure of our race. The Barbarians and the Demons have signed an agreement not to fight for a thousand years." "The two sides have already negotiated peace. This is a joint decision made by the top leaders of the Barbarians and the Demons."

"Talk about peace?"

Badan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes, which had been relieved, suddenly filled with endless anger. He stood up with all his strength and shouted, "Are you kidding? How can we negotiate? How many people of our barbarian tribe have been killed by the demon tribe?"

"My brothers, my friends, and my lover all died at the hands of the demons."

"As a result, you guys want to make peace with the demon tribe!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

"They are your relatives. This is the hatred between you and the demon tribe." The Barbarian Chief paused for a moment before saying expressionlessly, "It has nothing to do with the Barbarian tribe. I hope you can understand the bigger picture. You will soon face a disaster. Don't extend your hatred between you and the demon tribe to the Barbarian tribe."

"Many people from the barbarian tribe have died over the years because of this. This matter has been going on for long enough. Let's stop here."

"Big picture?"

Badan, who had originally been relieved and actively sought death in order to wash away his shame and break the shackles of Zhao Yishi, now stood there, looking at the extremely unfamiliar barbarian chief in a trance and muttered: "What a strange word, the tune is a bit high, you think too highly of me."

"I am the only Immortal King of the Barbarians."

"I am the strongest among the Barbarians, but I have never coveted the position of the Barbarian Chief. I will do whatever you ask me to do. I don't think too much. I just feel that I fight and kill outside all day long, and my achievements are not as great as yours."

"Back then, I had immortal cancer and needed the luck of the Yin Emperor, but you refused to give it to me, saying that the Barbarians had more important plans."

"I can understand that."

"I could have just robbed it, but I left anyway. The demon tribe leader asked me to kneel down and beg him. I did, but he lied to me."

"I just want to ask you one thing."

"I am obviously the strongest among the barbarians, why do you think I am not important at all? Wouldn't the strength of the barbarians drop sharply without me?"

The Barbarian Chieftain, who had remained indifferent, suddenly laughed: "You really like to disguise yourself as always. If I hadn't been weakening your reputation, you would have been the Barbarian Chieftain a long time ago."

"Compared to taking the position of patriarch yourself, you prefer to be pushed to the position of patriarch by the crowd amid cheers, and finally wave your hands helplessly and say okay."

"That's just your character."

"You want both the face and the substance."

"as well as."

"I hope you understand that it's not you who is strong, it's the Barbarians' racial treasure. Without the racial treasure, you, Badan, are no longer the Immortal King, but as long as the Barbarians have the racial treasure, they can create another Immortal King."

"Let me introduce to you the new Immortal King of the Barbarians, Sankui."

The words fell.

A giant wearing huge armor slowly emerged beside the barbarian chief, holding a scarlet hammer in his hand. This hammer was the racial treasure of the barbarians. The moment the giant appeared, he weighed the scarlet hammer in his hand ostentatiously and grinned.

"Badan, do you remember when you gave me advice at the Barbarian Arena last time, saying that I didn't have enough combat experience and couldn't handle the important task of being an Immortal King?"

"now what?"

"Now that I have become the new Immortal King of the Barbarians, I have to admit that the power of this clan treasure is really strong. I used to think that your strength really depends on your own strength, but it turns out that you only rely on the clan treasure."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The long-haired man in white clothes who had been watching from high above couldn't help but clap his hands with satisfaction and said, "Wonderful, really wonderful, so satisfying, so satisfying!!"

"I suddenly feel that it's meaningless to have been fighting with you for so long. Look at me, the entire demon race obeys my orders, but you are not even welcomed by your own race."

"You have to remember one thing."

"It's meaningless for a dog to be strong."

"Yes."

Badan stood there in a daze, muttering, "But so what? Is it right to kill my uncle and seize power like you did?"

"if not."

The demon clan leader, the man in white, sneered, "If I don't kill him, he will have to kill me. The most ridiculous thing in the world is that a person with supreme power is willing to be a subordinate."

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Badan staggered and stood there, letting his blood stain his exposed stone skin red. After a long silence, he whispered, "Zhao Yishi."

"what?"

Zhao Yishi, who was catching up on the plot, responded subconsciously, and then said hoarsely with red eyes: "Grandpa, don't worry, I have memorized the faces of each of them. When I return, I will tell Chen Yu about this matter and let Chen Yu kill them later!"

"Let them go down and be buried with you."

"Ugh."

Badan's words suddenly froze, and he sighed. He suddenly found that Zhao Yishi's shackles seemed a little difficult to break, but then he shook his head: "I suddenly don't want to die anymore."

"what?"

Zhao Yishi was stunned again: "How can I not die? Grandpa, is there no price for you to improve your cultivation like this?"

"Have."

Badan said softly: "Originally he would have died, but if he had a ray of Yin Emperor's luck, he could have survived and even killed some people."

"My original plan was to put a perfect end to my life here."

"Let me, Batan, die here, but live in everyone's heart."

"only."

"I suddenly feel a little aggrieved. I want everyone here to die here."

"I have already planned everything, but they insist on ruining my plan. These people won't let me die in peace."

He talked to himself for a long while, and after a pause, he whispered again: "You often mention Chen Yu, do you have a good relationship with him?"

"It's okay, not much contact, but he is a very good person."

"Ah."

Badan nodded, suddenly took a deep breath, and then, in front of everyone's astonishment, he slowly bent his knees and knelt on the ground, facing the empty east, and roared with a ferocious and angry voice.

"Master Chen!"

"Please lend me the luck of the Luyin Emperor today. If Badan survives in the future, he will always remember this favor!"

The words fell.

The chief of the demon tribe, the chief of the barbarian tribe, and other powerful people who came to watch the battle were slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked towards the empty east. That was the place where Badan had just broken the shackles. At this time, there were still many space cracks and no one could stand.

Teacher Chen?

I have never heard of a person named Chen in the fifth-grade immortal world. Who did Badan ask for help?

After just a few breaths, under the gaze of everyone, nothing happened and everything was calm.

"Scared me."

The demon tribe leader, who was still uneasy at first, laughed when he saw this: "You made a big deal out of it. You scared me and even lent you a bit of Yin Emperor's luck. Badan, Badan, don't you think your face is too valuable?"

"You are a dying man, what favor can you repay?"

"Even if you use the luck of the Yin Emperor, you will die. You only kneeled once in your life, but now you kneel twice. You want to put on a big show for everyone before you die."

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Badan didn't say anything, but just knelt on the ground facing the east in a trance. He didn't know whether Chen Lu would lend it to him. If not, his reputation would be completely ruined.

An immortal king who has been invincible throughout his life.

In his later years, due to the fate of the Yin Emperor, he knelt twice, but was rejected both times.

But he wanted to take a gamble.

He was somewhat unwilling to die like this, unwilling to accept that the demon clan leader mocked him so unscrupulously, unwilling to accept that the barbarians dared to make peace with the demon clan, and even more unwilling to accept that the person who once cautiously asked for his guidance in front of him was now showing off in front of him with the clan's treasure in his hand.

He knew that his friends would definitely disguise themselves and come to see him off, and he didn't want to die in such humiliation in front of his friends.

He wanted to take a gamble.

The white-haired old man in the crowd had red eyes, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he looked at Badan who was kneeling on the ground. He was almost unable to control his emotions.

He didn't want to see his friend being humiliated like this.

He wanted to rush forward and fight alongside his friends.

If it were any other friend, he might not have such emotion, but Badan was too sincere to people, to everyone. As a result, no matter how cunning a person was, after becoming close friends with Badan, they would always be moved by his sincerity.

In this world, there is only one power that can move everyone, and that is sincerity.

A person who is sincere enough is like a magnet. Everyone is willing to make friends with him.

Perhaps he was being too obvious.

A woman beside him held his shoulders, shook her head slightly, and spoke through her spiritual consciousness.

"If you die, the demon tribe will send a large army to massacre the Kang family."

"There is no point in making fearless sacrifices. If there is a slight chance, then give it a try. But right now, there is no chance of winning. This is a battle that is bound to be lost."

The old man's mouth opened and closed slowly a few times unconsciously, and he felt a sense of powerlessness sweeping over his body. He looked at Badan who was kneeling in the distance with eyes full of guilt and unwillingness.

Old friend
Don't blame him. He is no longer the passionate Xiaokang who fought with you to conquer the world. He has become the clan leader and has his own people to protect. If he were alone, he would not do this.
at this time--

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the crowd.

In the empty east, there was a meteor emitting colorful light, shooting towards Badan, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared into Badan's body.

"The fortune of the Yin Emperor is actually the fortune of the Yin Emperor!"

"What kind of person is Master Chen? He actually has the luck of the Yin Emperor, and he is actually willing to lend it to Badan."

"It's called a loan, but in reality, how is it any different from giving it as a gift?"

The crowd was in an uproar, discussing in disbelief, could it be that this Master Chen was from the "Chen Family" in the west? But the strongest person in that family was not named Chen!
And along with this ray of Yin Emperor's luck, it sank into Badan's body.

The wound that had penetrated Badan's abdomen suddenly healed quickly, visibly to the naked eye.

The extremely disordered breath on his body, which had been caused by forcibly lifting it up, gradually calmed down.

Badan, who was kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, felt the changes in his body and suddenly laughed. Then he slowly stood up and threw the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand lightly into the distance. It went straight into the ground, and the tail end was shaking rapidly.

"Thank you, Master Chen."

Chen Lu was really willing to lend it to him, and lent it to him when he needed it the most. Needless to say, this kindness is beyond words.

We only met once and had a drink together, but I was willing to lend him such a precious thing.

His life.

It is enough to gain the trust of so many friends.

So next.

Badan straightened his back gradually, his eyes full of bloodthirsty madness, and looked at the current Immortal King standing above the demon forest not far away and grinned again: "Today I will let you know that if something is not yours, it is not yours even if you take it by chance."

Immediately afterwards——

The scarlet giant hammer in the hands of the current Immortal King suddenly began to tremble rapidly, and it was obvious that it was about to break away.

"what have you done!"

The current Immortal King of the Barbarians roared with fear and anger on his face, and at the same time, spiritual energy surged out wildly, trying to hold the giant hammer firmly in his hands, but the next moment, the scarlet giant hammer broke away and shot into Badan's palm.

And it made a buzzing sound, as if expressing its excitement and joy.

"Xiao Hong."

Badan looked at the giant hammer in his hand in a daze: "I'm sorry, I won't hand you over so easily this time, no matter who the opponent is."

"It's been a while since you've had watermelon, right?"

"It's the same old rule. You eat the flesh and I eat the skin."

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