Overriding the Heaven

"Heh, against corpse tide, he probably can only last a few breaths of time."    

"I don't know if Xu Muran's words from before are effective."    

"Of course it's effective. Then if we have to ascend to the Immortal Stage, we will also have to take Chu Yan's life!"    

"This fellow is acting recklessly, to think that he would try to pull his comrade along."    

"In front of the corpse tide, one person's strength is equivalent to a mantis trying to block a chariot!"    

"This guy is dead for sure!"    

"We can't let him die at the hands of those zombies."    

"That's right, cut off his head, then we can directly enter the Purple Vine Martial School!"    

In a blink of an eye, all the cultivators who were rushing towards corpse tide exchanged glances. All of them could see the killing intent directed at Chu Yan.    

Previously, if he had to kill Chu Yan, the difficulty would be very high.    

Facing such a powerful enemy, no one was willing to take the lead.    

But now it was different.    

Facing these rolling corpse tide, no matter how strong he was or how rich the spirit energy was, it was impossible for Chu Yan to last for long.    

More importantly, his companions were destined to drag him down.    

In the eyes of these cultivators, if Chu Yan wanted to save his comrades, then he would definitely be dragged down to death by his companions!    

But at this moment, a loud bang came from the front.    

This boom could not help but be loud, as if it could pierce through layers of space and directly crash into one's brain and heart.    

In the blink of an eye, all of these cultivators that were rushing forward felt their hearts pounding, and it was as if a memory fracture had appeared in their minds.    

Just as they were wondering where this voice came from, a shocking scene occurred.    

Not far in front of them, a door formed from piles of bones was slowly rising.    

Countless souls of the dead were circling around the door.    

At this moment, the world seemed to have become filled with ghostly shadows, gloomy and cold to the bone.    

The aura of death and the smell of despair filled the air, causing people to tremble with fear.    

"What … What the hell is this?!"    

"What the hell is going on!"    

"That door, that door came from the corpse tide!"    

Compared to the corpse tide, the aura of death that rushed out at this moment scared the souls of this group of cultivators to death.    

This was the instinctive fear of death.    

They only felt that their blood had turned ice-cold at this moment.    

It was as if a voice in his heart kept saying to them: Run away! Run!    

However, before they could even take a step forward, the Gates of Hell violently trembled.    

In an instant, a landmine had been cleared and a hurricane had been swept away.    

All of the rushing corpse tide s were instantly sucked into the Gates of Hell.    

At this moment, the Gates of Hell was like a gateway to another world.    

All the zombies that passed in front of it were sucked in.    

Instantly, an almost miraculous scene appeared at the scene.    

The long corpse tide seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall at this moment.    

All the zombies in front of him were rushing towards the Gates of Hell.    

It was like a bottle filled with water. A hole had been drilled into the bottom of the bottle, and the water inside had flowed out from the hole.    

This scene left the group of cultivators dumbstruck.    

Xu Muran's mouth had also opened to a point that ordinary people were not able to reach.    

At this moment, even the small tongue in his throat could be seen clearly.    

Although Chu Yan had messed up his rhythm and ruined his plans, at this moment in time, he could guess that the reason why Chu Yan suddenly appeared in such a hurry was most likely because of this gate.    

"If this door is Chu Yan's doing …" Once he thought about it, Xu Muran's expression became extremely ugly.    

Not to mention that he could now summon two to three thousand cultivators behind him.    

Even if he could call for ten times the amount, if it weren't for the celestial mood stage, as long as this door was present, he would have died for nothing.    

At this moment, as the zombies were continuously devoured by the Gates of Hell, the sound of chewing suddenly came from inside.    

"Crack, crack ~ ~ ~"    

"Crack, crack ~ ~ ~"    

Even if he was chewing on broken bones.    

The sound was so loud that it even surpassed the sound of the corpse tide running and caused the earth to shake.    

The group of cultivators' faces instantly changed from white to green.    

Within that gate, there was actually someone eating zombies.    

Could it be that there was a demon god inside?    

When they thought of this, everyone felt a chill down their spines and their knees went weak.    

The cultivators who were originally rushing forward and wanted to take the chance to kill Chu Yan suddenly stopped in their tracks. All of them were startled and uncertain as they looked forward, but none of them had the guts to take a step forward and see what was going on.    

Chu Yan was standing in front of the corpse tide. The Gates of Hell was like a whirlpool, dragging the roaring zombies inside.    

But in reality, Chu Yan didn't feel that it was good at all.    

Every time the Gates of Hell was used, it was equivalent to helping the person behind it recover his strength.    

Before that, he had already tried to snatch the control of his body when Chu Yan was awake.    

Only that time it didn't work.    

However, from that attempt alone, it could be seen that the power of the one from the Gates of Hell had already been restored to the point where he could threaten Chu Yan.    

Therefore, from then on, if it wasn't an opportunity that he had no other choice, Chu Yan would definitely not use the Gates of Hell lightly or borrow that person's power to kill his enemy.    

But this time, there was no other way.    

Although the corpse tide's target wasn't Lin Miaoran and the others, they didn't think that was the real deal.    

However, everyone was on the road in front of the corpse tide.    

At that time, he would definitely be torn into pieces by the corpse tide.    

Therefore, Chu Yan could only use the Gates of Hell to send this rolling zombie to another world.    

Furthermore, Chu Yan did not think that even if he did not use the Gates of Hell, he still had other methods to deal with the current situation.    

The zombies crawling out from the bottom of the Immortal Path were clearly much stronger than the ones that he had encountered before.    

If the zombies from before were compared to wood, then these zombies now were all made of steel!    

When devoured by the Gates of Hell, the zombies were packed, clashing, and even rubbing against each other to create dazzling sparks.    

At this moment, all of corpse tide were in front of Chu Yan.    

However, his pressure also continued to increase with the flow of time.    

Zombies were like a tide, constantly being swallowed into the Gates of Hell.    

Gradually, Chu Yan felt as if his chest had been pressed down by a rock.    

As more and more zombies were devoured, the number of stones on this rock also increased.    

After a while, Chu Yan even found it hard to breathe.    

Although he was still clenching his teeth and persevering, at this time, Chu Yan's mind was already starting to wander.    

Finally, his body staggered.    

Although Chu Yan recovered his wits in time and readjusted his posture.    

However, Xu Muran, who had been observing him in shock and bewilderment, suddenly had a look of pleasant surprise in his eyes.    

"A good chance!" This fellow can't hold on any longer! "