Accidentally invincible!

"Hahaha, nine heads originally, now it's become eight. No, that head still has half left, so it should be called eight and a half."

Lin Fan laughed loudly, crushing the Spirit Stone to quickly recover the Mana he had lost.

Although his Mana was abundant,

to take on four opponents at once was still being a bit domineering, even a little forced. The four before him weren't ordinary Demon powerhouses; they were tyrants, each dominating their own territories.

If not for the Immortal Treasure protecting him,

he might have already met a tragic end.

A Demon powerhouse who had lived for thousands of years wasn't so easy to deal with.

"Damn it, attack him together! He just activated the Immortal Treasure and consumed a great deal of energy. This is our territory, overflowing with demonic energy. Just by breathing, we can replenish it, but he will eventually run out of Mana," roared the Dragon Emperor.

In an instant,

the four Demon Emperors attacked again.

The Northern Desolation Snow Plain Lion King.

The Dragon Emperor of the Northern Desolation's Dragon Burial Valley.

The Sky Dominator, the Heavenly Eagle Dragon.

And a Demon Ape that didn't like eating bananas and had eight and a half heads.

Their battle shook the entirety of the Northern Desolation, with many powerhouses sensing the overwhelmingly terrifying aura emanating from it.

To ordinary Demons,

this kind of fight was entirely beyond what they could handle. The sheer pressure alone could crush them into nothingness, leaving not even a trace behind.

The fight raged on, darkening the skies and shaking the heavens. Blood rained down from the Heavenly Vault. Lin Fan was strong, having pushed the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body to its pinnacle, making his physical body overwhelmingly powerful. Yet, under the onslaught of true Demon powerhouses, he still sustained injuries.

But relying on Limb Regeneration and Quick Recovery, he fought recklessly, his battle spirit blazing like a raging inferno that grew even fiercer, spreading across heaven and earth.

Days later,

the area finally calmed down.

No traces of Mana remained, no shockwaves rippled outward, and no blasts of Immortal Techniques echoed.

What was left was utter devastation—ruin and despair that resembled the depths of Hell. Deep pits spewed molten lava, creating abysses dotted across the landscape.

On a giant boulder,

Lin Fan stood tall, the Mixed Element Golden Gourd suspended above his head. The gourd's golden river water flowed over him, forming an impenetrable defense.

"In the end, it was still a bit forced."

He hadn't killed the four Demon Emperors, not even one of them. But this battle had made a fierce statement, ending in a draw where both sides suffered, each with victories and losses. If they'd continued, he couldn't have dealt with the four Demon Emperors, but neither could they have done anything to him.

With an Immortal Treasure protecting him, he was unrivaled in this world.

At this moment, his body bore cracks—scars left from the battle. Yet, as his Mana flowed and with the support of his Innate Divine Ability, his body steadily healed.

"Demons, mark my words. If you dare open the Demon Pit in the mortal world again, I swear to guard this place and fight you for the rest of my life!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it rippled outward like a shockwave, spreading and reverberating. Perhaps the entire Northern Desolation's Demons had already heard his proclamation.

The four Demon Emperors who had fought Lin Fan had long retreated to secret places to recover.

Their injuries were worse than Lin Fan's, especially the Dragon Emperor, whose Dragon Ball had been shaken to its core, seriously affecting him and requiring a lengthy recovery.

They had finally glimpsed the terrifying power of that Immortal Treasure.

It was no ordinary Immortal Treasure.

How else could it possess such dominance?

It was undeniably among the Immortal Treasures of Immortal Treasures, an existence that couldn't be opposed.

Lin Fan gazed into the distance, his expression gradually growing deep. He knew the Demons wouldn't give up so easily. During this recovery period, he could already sense numerous auras probing in from every direction.

They were gauging his condition.

But they didn't make a move.

These Demon powerhouses wanted to reap the rewards without effort but also had to consider whether their own strength was enough to face Lin Fan.

On this day,

Lin Fan prepared to leave. He hadn't delved deeper into the Northern Desolation. While his strength allowed it, this remained Demon territory. Without overwhelming power, he didn't want to recklessly put himself in danger.

Suddenly,

a terrifying aura swept in from the distance.

Lin Fan's expression turned solemn, his brows furrowed. He could feel the overwhelming power of the incoming aura.

The Heavenly Vault split open, and a massive hand surged from the distance. He had no idea who it belonged to, but just from its sheer size and power, it was clear—this was no ordinary opponent.

"Not good."

Lin Fan muttered to himself, instantly activating his Innate Divine Ability to flee toward the Demon Pit, hoping to escape the area.

But something unexpected happened.

The Demon Pit's entrance collapsed, seemingly affected by the massive hand's power, crumbling and blocking his escape route.

"Who the hell are you?"

At a time like this, hesitating was the most foolish thing one could do. Since one path was blocked, he could only find another. The Northern Desolation was connected to the world of Immortals, but the journey was simply too far.

In an instant,

an unstoppable force swept over him.

Lin Fan activated the Mixed Element Golden Gourd, the golden river water and its radiant glow enveloping him in protection. The force collided with it, stirring up tremors but failing to harm Lin Fan in any way.

"Who are you, and what do you want?"

He turned back and demanded.

The massive hand was horrifying, as if it belonged to some ancient existence displeased with him, intent on suppressing him on the spot. Wherever the pitch-black hand passed, everything crumbled to dust.

At the Taiwu Immortal Sect,

Wei You was forcibly using the Calculation Skill.

She faintly sensed something wrong with the Rebellion of Heaven Four Saints Armor, but the impression was vague and unclear.

How could this be?

If the Rebellion of Heaven Four Saints Armor truly suffered an unavoidable calamity, she should have felt it immediately.

But now, she only had a faint sense of it.

"Fan Er, where exactly are you?"

Wei You's face was filled with anxiety as she hurriedly walked out.

Once outside,

she learned that the disciples who entered the Demon Pit had returned.

When Ye Donglai saw Wei You, he intended to flatter her respectfully, but she interrupted before he could speak.

"Speak, where is my son?"

"This... this…" Ye Donglai stammered, trembling under Wei You's imposing aura. "The senior brother said he was going to the Demons' territory to avenge our fallen junior brothers."

The Northern Desolation...

Wei You's expression changed drastically. She immediately understood the situation.

Only the powerful Demons in the Northern Desolation could possess the strength to break her Rebellion of Heaven Four Saints Armor.

No,

she had to go to the Northern Desolation to find him.

Otherwise, he would surely perish there.

"Senior Sister, what are you planning to do?" the Sect Leader urgently asked. He had just arrived and overheard Ye Donglai's words, naturally realizing Lin Fan had gone to the Northern Desolation.

And for Wei You to react so strongly,

it must have to do with the Rebellion of Heaven Four Saints Armor.

"I'm going to the Northern Desolation," Wei You declared.

The Sect Leader said, "Senior Sister, you won't make it to the Northern Desolation in time! Without a Demon's passageway, even with your cultivation, it would take at least a year to get there."

"And have you considered what state things will be in after a year?"

He absolutely couldn't let Wei You go to the Northern Desolation.

The place was too dangerous.

Besides, he wasn't just speaking emptily. No one could predict what would happen in a year—it would already be too late.

Wei You was indeed anxious but recognized the truth in his words. Even with all her urgency, it wasn't enough.

What now?

What could she do?

The Sect Leader consoled her, "Senior Sister, he has to rely on himself for this. His strength is considerable—even a powerhouse of the True Immortal Realm may not be able to do much to him. Moreover, with his cultivation at this level, his Immortal fate must be extraordinary, his fortune abundant—nothing will go wrong."

Wei You calmed down slightly.

"I'm going out for a while," Wei You said.

The Sect Leader urgently asked, "Senior Sister, where are you going?"

"To the mortal world—and to Kunyu Mountain."

Before her words had fully landed,

she vanished from where she stood. If the Demon Pit in the mortal world still existed, she could reach the Northern Desolation in the quickest possible time.

Back in the Northern Desolation.

Lin Fan hadn't yet shaken off the massive hand pursuing him, but fortunately, it hadn't been able to harm him.

Thankfully, he had the Immortal Treasure.

Otherwise, things would've gone terribly wrong.

He held the Supreme God Talisman in his hand, intending to summon help, but he knew how far the Northern Desolation was from the Taiwu Immortal Sect. If the Crazy Old Man could sense it and rush here, everything would already be over by then.

So instead, he used the Supreme God Talisman to counterattack.

Golden light surged.

Trying to suppress the massive hand.

Yet the hand was outrageously powerful. The Supreme God Talisman had limited effect, especially as the talisman was already damaged and unrefined. It couldn't be used recklessly to prevent unforeseen consequences.

Perhaps irritated by its prolonged failure to subdue Lin Fan,

the owner of the hand grew even more aggressive. With a flick of its fingers, Lin Fan's expression changed drastically. The Void before him suddenly fractured, and before he could react, he was engulfed in it.

Just as he thought of turning back,

the fracture abruptly sealed shut.

He was disoriented.

Flung into unknown Void.

The Mixed Element Golden Gourd shielded him, ensuring he remained unharmed.

In the blink of an eye,

everything before Lin Fan changed. When he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by mountains on all sides, as though trapped within a massive array.

The ground beneath his feet was paved with blue stones, carved with countless intricate patterns.

Mysterious and profound.

Like some kind of ancient symbol.

"Where is this?"

Lin Fan didn't dare move or drop his guard. This place was too mysterious, but he knew that all of it stemmed from that massive hand.

"I don't know which senior is playing a joke on me. If I've offended you in any way, I humbly ask for forgiveness."

He cupped his fists and bowed toward the surroundings.

Secretly praying.

Let this not be the lair of some ancient Demon powerhouse, or he was doomed. After all, he had intruded into Demon territory and fought a battle with four Demon Emperors that made quite a commotion.

Drawing an ancient Demon's attention wasn't far-fetched.

Buzz! Buzz!

At that moment, the strange space began to stir.

Then, a face formed from demonic energy floated in the distance.

"A Human cultivator, you are quite bold," the face spoke slowly. Its eyes were hollow, but somehow, Lin Fan could feel an oppressive gaze locking onto him.

This was a time to cower if needed.

Being strong meant you could be unrestrained.

Of course, that only applied to others who were strong—not him. The one who could act without restraint was this unknown existence.

"Senior, you've misunderstood. I have no courage at all. I don't even dare to kill a chicken," Lin Fan said humbly.