Chương 688: The Undying Scripture Through Tribulations

"Yup! I clearly saw Brother Chen's head being cut off by that person. Can he still live if his head is chopped off?" Many people trembled when they thought of the previous scene.

Chen Sheng was beheaded. His head rolled far away, and blood splattered all over the ground. He was alive now? Why did he feel that it was unbelievable?

"The destiny is in my hands. I, Chen Sheng, am immortal. Even if my head is cut off, I can still come back to life. Before my great cause is accomplished, I'm immortal."

Chen Sheng's eyes were filled with excitement as he said, "My brothers, I don't believe that ordinary people like us who have nothing can't create a future that belongs to us. Are nobles and ministers really born to be nobles? Nobles are nobles, and poor people are poor people. I can't accept this. I don't believe that this is all predestined by the heavens!"