Accidentally invincible!

"Let go of me, you brat!"

Bai Qiu roared furiously.

The situation was quite awkward at the moment.

Could he admit that he was completely pinned down by this talisman to the point of being unable to move?

"Sect Leader, just stay put for now. I can handle my own matters."

Lin Fan stood his ground against the crowd, delivering a punch brimming with overwhelming power. Having cultivated both the Immortal and Martial Paths, he had reached the True Immortal Realm through cultivation, while his Martial Arts abilities were also exceptional. Thanks to merit, his True Yuan had significantly increased in strength.

Although it couldn't completely match his current level of cultivation,

it provided immense support in other ways.

The divine skills he had mastered were now second nature, executed with a frightening ease and devastating power. Coupled with his Ninth Grade Spirit Root, he wielded abilities more fearsome than most.

"You brat..."

Bai Qiu was deeply troubled. This wasn't a time for rashness! How could one person possibly take on multiple True Immortals, all Sect Leaders of prominent Immortal Sects no less? These weren't your run-of-the-mill True Immortals.

The two were on completely different levels.

Lin Fan could feel some pressure; these Sect Leaders were staggeringly powerful, their mana vast and unending, while their divine skills brimmed with profound mysteries. Each attack bore the stamp of their Sect's Divine Abilities.

As the conflict grew fiercer,

injuries began to appear on Lin Fan's body, but the Sect Leaders clearly fared worse.

Even they hadn't anticipated Lin Fan's shocking strength.

Despite their collective effort to suppress him, they couldn't seize the upper hand.

How on earth was someone capable of cultivating to this level?

The battle between such powerhouses created massive aftershocks, wreaking havoc on the mortal world. Even in far-off regions, people could sense the frightening ripples emanating from the clash here.

Terrified and confused,

many mortals thought Immortals had descended in anger to destroy them.

The next day—

Drip!

Drip!

Lin Fan's arm was stained crimson with blood, which dripped slowly from his fingertips.

"Gentlemen Sect Leaders, we've been at this for a while now. Shouldn't it be enough? At times, a gesture is all that's needed. If we continue, I might have to start risking my life."

Though bloodied, he was in excellent condition.

His Innate Divine Ability allowed him to recover stamina,

and the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body not only augmented his strength but also granted extraordinary physical regeneration capabilities.

Even if the fight dragged on, Lin Fan knew he'd be just fine.

"Dad..."

At that moment,

an old man with a crazed demeanor arrived, tearing through the sky in a rush. Upon seeing Lin Fan's blood-soaked arm, he opened his mouth in panic, as if witnessing something utterly horrifying.

"I'll kill you all!"

The crazed old man raised the Blood Pool with intent to smash the Sect Leaders into oblivion.

"Don't cause trouble! Come back," Lin Fan stopped the old man.

"Hmph!"

The old man, clearly obedient to Lin Fan, shot a murderous glare at the others before trotting obediently to Lin Fan's side.

In the intervening moments,

Lin Fan's injuries had already healed.

The Sect Leaders from the Immortal Sects spoke, "We will not let this matter rest. Bai Sect Leader, he is a disciple of your Taiwu Immortal Sect. You must give us an explanation."

With that, the Sect Leaders departed one by one.

It wasn't that they didn't want to continue entangling with Lin Fan,

but his strength had exceeded all their expectations.

He was simply too powerful.

Especially with his possession of an Immortal Treasure, which left them all stunned.

Lin Fan had held back during this fight, not even utilizing the Eternal Divine Furnace. Otherwise, several of them might have fallen here.

But he hadn't gone that far.

A beating was sufficient; there was no need to kill anyone, at least not yet.

Lin Fan retrieved the Supreme God Talisman.

Now free, Bai Qiu sighed in exasperation, "Do you realize you've just reached the point of no return? Your immortal cultivation was going so well—why meddle in these affairs?"

"Besides, Martial Arts is a thing of the past. Now that you're reviving it, are you sure you're not being used as someone else's pawn to accomplish this task?"

The Sect Leader of an Immortal Sect certainly had insights beyond ordinary comprehension.

They always considered multiple angles.

Lin Fan said, "Sect Leader, even if I'm someone's pawn, so what? At least I chose to be of my own free will."

"Sigh!" Bai Qiu let out a long sigh. "If you weren't a disciple of Taiwu Immortal Sect, I wouldn't side with you. By spreading Martial Arts, you're affecting the interests of far too many. And some of them are connected to the Immortal Realm. The moment the Immortal Realm hears you're spreading Martial Arts in the mortal world, no one will let you off the hook."

"Do you really think they're throwing themselves at you like this just for petty reasons?"

"It's because of what's been passed down since ancient times."

Bai Qiu didn't even know what more he could say.

Thankfully, communication between the Cultivation World and the Immortal Realm had been severed. Otherwise, things would get much more complicated.

Even the Taiwu Immortal Sect wouldn't be able to protect Lin Fan.

Lin Fan laughed, "Alright, alright. No need to be so tense. I know what I'm doing, and I understand the troubles I might face in the future. But I have no regrets."

"Sect Leader, don't you think what I'm doing is quite constructive?"

"Breaking convention, allowing Immortal and Martial paths to coexist—it's only through their collision that we can ignite a more magnificent flame."

Bai Qiu was full of doubts.

He couldn't help but wonder—

had Lin Fan destroyed his brain somewhere out there?

Especially seeing Lin Fan's expression, full of optimism and forward-looking anticipation, Bai Qiu was left speechless.

A headache brewed within him.

When they returned, he'd surely have to summon Senior Sister—even if she was in seclusion, he couldn't let Lin Fan run wild any longer.

"Can you come back with me now?" Bai Qiu asked.

Lin Fan waved him off, "No, I can't return for now. I need to go elsewhere to continue spreading Martial Arts."

Bai Qiu studied Lin Fan intently, his expression serious. Lin Fan wasn't joking—this was a far more complex issue than it seemed, one far beyond ordinary comprehension.

Even if Bai Qiu explained its severity, it would be futile.

If Lin Fan had the capacity to listen, this situation wouldn't have arisen in the first place.

Days later—

The Martial Arts Stele Lin Fan left at Taihang Mountain had become the most sacred site in the hearts of Martial Artists, a place where no one dared create trouble.

After all, before leaving, Lin Fan set up an array around the Martial Arts Stele, imbued with a True Immortal aura. Only a fool would dare provoke it.

Ancient Immortal Sacred Land—

"Senior Brother, holy crap! Something huge has happened! Something really huge!" Liu Yuanhei ran in a panic.

Qing Chenfeng frowned, "Junior Brother, why are you so flustered? As the Saint Heir of the Sacred Land, you need to compose yourself. You represent the Sacred Land, after all."

Liu Yuanhei exclaimed, "No, Senior Brother, you don't understand! Lin Friend has placed a Martial Arts Stele in the mortal world to spread Martial Arts! Earlier, our Sect Leader and some other Sect Leaders went to the mortal world to fight him."

"Holy shit!" Qing Chenfeng's eyes widened, his eyeballs nearly falling out of their sockets.

It had been quite some time since they last saw Lin Fan,

but they'd often hear tales of him from afar.

To hear that he was now spreading Martial Arts and fighting Sect Leaders from major sects? Qing Chenfeng was utterly dumbfounded.

What in the heavens...

How audacious could one get?

"What happened in the end?" Qing Chenfeng asked.

Liu Yuanhei replied, "What do you think? The Sect Leader came back with an icy expression, stayed briefly, and then left again. I don't think this is anywhere close to being resolved."

"Sigh, this is a mess."

Qing Chenfeng blinked helplessly, unsure of what to do. With their level of strength and status, they couldn't offer much help—or a say in the matter.

The situation was simply too high-stakes.

Perhaps the reality was even more complicated than it appeared.

Ao Wudi, the emperor of the Sky Dragon Clan, floated lazily in the air, half-asleep.

"That brat's remarkable."

As a member of the Sky Dragon Clan, an ancient lineage, Ao Wudi knew more than nearly anyone. Martial Arts had indeed been a glorious path in the past, but it had mysteriously vanished over time.

The reasons behind its decline were numerous and highly obscure, some shrouded in layers of secrecy.

To untangle the truth meant plunging into an abyss from which one couldn't return—it was a matter of life and death.

And now, Lin Fan had stirred up a storm.

The Kunxu Palace was in turmoil as well.

Cheng Lingsu hadn't seen Lin Fan in a long time, but her thoughts lingered on him constantly.

Now,

news from the outside world reached her.

Lin Fan had clashed with Immortal Sect Leaders in battle—a revelation that made her anxious and worried.

"Junior Sister, no need to be so concerned. He'll be fine. But as your Senior Brother, let me speak frankly—don't take offense. You and he don't belong to the same world. Even being near him is incredibly dangerous."

"Honestly, I never imagined he'd stir up such massive trouble. He practically tore the heavens down."

Hao Tianhua had crossed paths with Lin Fan multiple times. Though he hadn't witnessed the latest events firsthand, he could tell how his Junior Sister felt about Lin Fan.

Dammit.

It wasn't easy to accept seeing his precious Junior Sister stolen away by some audacious "wild boar."

Still, if Lin Fan had played it safe, kept things steady, and formally courted her, even Hao Tianhua would've begrudgingly approved—the guy was undeniably outstanding.

But now...

It was inappropriate.

Too inappropriate.

At Taiwu Immortal Sect—

All the True Disciples had heard about what Senior Brother Lin had done outside.

When the news hit, every single one of them gaped in disbelief.

Like they'd just seen a ghost.

Damn it.

How could such a colossal upheaval happen in the blink of an eye?

In the secluded area—

Bai Qiu stood before the tightly shut stone door, hesitating. After mulling it over, he finally decided to notify his Senior Sister.

This matter had spiraled out of control.

As a Sect Leader, Bai Qiu had absolute authority and believed he could handle the situation. But he was terrified.

Should things go south,

his Senior Sister would find out, and she'd undoubtedly punish him severely—in front of everyone, if need be.

Squeak!

The stone door creaked open.

"Senior Sister, we've got a situation."

The chamber was thick with pure Spiritual Energy, interwoven with the Immortal Dao Laws. An ordinary cultivator could greatly benefit just from a single breath of this atmosphere.

Swish!

A flash of light illuminated the chamber.

Wei You, who had been in seclusion for over a year, opened her eyes. Her gaze was piercing, making even Bai Qiu uneasy.

"Lin Fan isn't dead, but he's created quite a stir by promoting Martial Arts in the mortal world. He has offended the entirety of the Immortal Dao. I believe the Demon Path will soon step into this mess as well."

"Senior Sister, you need to have a serious talk with him. This can't go on."