Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 593 - 0585 The Situation Seems a Bit Dire

Futu Sacred Land.

A Taoism established by the Immortal Emperor Futu upon his ascension, its illustrious reputation reverberates throughout the Immortal Realm, rivaling even the ancient, mighty factions. It is an aspirational haven for countless Immortals.

In the central region, a towering statue a thousand feet high stands tall and majestic.

Countless disciples kneel and prostrate themselves before the statue.

The statue depicts none other than the Immortal Emperor Futu.

As an Immortal Emperor Level existence, it is only natural for countless disciples to bow in reverence—this act feels more akin to faith than mere devotion.

"Immortal Emperor Futu, your disciple bows in utmost sincerity, hoping you will bless me to advance my cultivation further." A disciple kowtows earnestly. Instead of focusing on daily cultivation, his routine consists solely of bowing, bowing, and more bowing, hoping the Immortal Emperor would bestow benefits upon him, forcibly elevating his cultivation. How delightful that would be.

Crack!

Rumble!

A dull, resonating sound echoed through the air.

The disciple was overjoyed—had the Immortal Emperor sensed his sincerity?

He raised his head to look.

What he saw with just one glance shattered his mental composure and sent an icy chill coursing through him.

The thousand-foot statue was fracturing, with chunks of stone crashing down from above. Bewildered cries erupted as everyone fled the scene in panic, scattering in all directions.

"The statue is breaking apart!"

"The statue of the Immortal Emperor Futu has cracked!"

They were all at a loss—why had such a catastrophe occurred amidst their pious worship?

An elder of the Futu Sacred Land gazed upon the shattered statue, his eyes widening in shock. Unable to suppress the blood rising in his throat, he spat out a mouthful of crimson, his strength drained entirely as he collapsed feebly to the ground.

"The Emperor has fallen..."

This statue was inherently linked to Immortal Emperor Futu; the moment of his demise would result in its shattering.

He couldn’t dare to believe it.

Who could possibly slay Immortal Emperor Futu? How could such a thing occur?

Throughout the Immortal Realm’s four corners and the Central Heavenly Court, countless powerful figures of great factions could sense from the cataclysmic changes in the heavens that something extraordinary had transpired.

An Immortal Emperor had fallen.

Otherwise, such upheaval in the cosmos would never manifest.

It didn’t take long.

Those prodigies who had personally witnessed the events relayed reports of what had transpired.

The news left everyone in utter shock.

It was someone cultivating the Forbidden System who had slain Immortal Emperor Futu.

The most affected by this were, without a doubt, the Yin Yang Immortal Emperor, the Pure Yang Immortal Emperor, and the Dongcang Immortal Emperor.

It was these three, together with Immortal Emperor Futu, who had declared Lin Fan, a cultivator of the Forbidden System, as an outlaw, mobilizing the entire Immortal Realm to hunt him down.

And now, Immortal Emperor Futu was dead.

This...

The news was spreading rapidly.

The entire world was shaken.

Waves of shock began thunderously rumbling within every heart.

The very foundation of the Immortal Realm had utterly transformed.

...

At this moment.

Within a secluded cultivation site.

A solitary figure stood atop a mountain peak, staring up at the Heavenly Vault. He had been standing there for a long while, unmoving.

Immortal Emperor Futu had brought him tremendous gains.

Mana dropped: twenty million. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

In addition, a wealth of Immortal Techniques and Divine Skills.

Even Tao Level Divine Powers were included.

This allowed Lin Fan to reap immense rewards. His strength surged repeatedly, and his mana had accumulated to an unprecedentedly vast depth.

"The emperor’s throne has a seat, and none shall obstruct me."

"Breakthrough!"

As the words left his lips.

A terrifying aura erupted from Lin Fan’s body, stirring the winds and clouds, piercing through the layers of the Heavenly Vault. The resonance of the Great Dao roared in acknowledgment—a new Immortal Emperor was born.

He was unlike the others.

While others advanced step by step through painstaking cultivation, he focused entirely on amassing mana. His current reserves were so immense that ordinary Immortal Emperors no longer posed a threat to him.

Encountering one would merely result in a single punch obliterating them.

Soon after.

The Heavenly Vault began amassing seven-colored tribulation clouds, brimming with destructive energy. A single glance was enough to discern that this was an Emperor Tribulation—a mandatory trial for anyone striving to become an Immortal Emperor.

However, his Emperor Tribulation was unlike those faced by others.

Lin Fan gazed calmly at the seven-colored tribulation clouds, his eyes devoid of ripple, entirely dismissive of its significance.

"Disperse!"

He uttered softly.

There appeared to be no particular authority in his voice.

It hadn’t yet reached a point where his words carried the weight of absolute law.

But within that single word lay the unshakable power of a newly ascended Immortal Emperor.

Rumble!

The just-formed tribulation clouds dissipated as though they had never existed.

The Emperor Tribulation: This is too much! At least let me give it a shot—don’t just shoo me away! I quit pretending now.

The sky gradually brightened again.

Everything returned to stillness.

"That battle was exhilarating." A smile curved Lin Fan’s lips. His mood was especially cheerful—he hadn’t experienced such an intense fight in a long time.

Now, his cultivation had reached the Immortal Emperor Level.

Henceforth, he could roam unchallenged in the Immortal Realm. Even when encountering other Immortal Emperors, he had no reason for concern—at most, they’d have an epic battle. The outcome might remain uncertain, but he firmly believed that his chances of prevailing were overwhelmingly high.

Such was the extent of his confidence.

Feeling the might of an Immortal Emperor.

With a thought, his divine sense traversed across countless Voids, reminiscent of how the Immortal Emperors before him had crossed vast distances with mere spiritual force to slay him.

Now, he could achieve the same.

What’s more, he could now sense the will of the Great Dao.

This was a good start.

The Immortal Realm rumor had it that the Immortal Venerables had vanished entirely, but he was confident he could become the next Immortal Venerable. Though that path was fraught with hardships, he was certain victory lay within reach.

Whoosh!

Lin Fan stepped forward, entering the Void and vanishing in an instant.

With his current cultivation, no place was unreachable—it was all merely a step away.

"I want to go home."

In a remote mountain wilderness, a middle-aged man looked around, dazed and disoriented. His thoughts were muddled. He had been living well in the world of cultivation when the heavens suddenly shifted, leaving him reeling. Dizzy and disoriented, he awoke to find himself in an unfamiliar environment.

He had no idea where he was.

But he could tell this was no benevolent place.

After sensing the surroundings.

He discovered that the energy within this realm was vastly different from that of the cultivation world.

At first, he felt some excitement, but that excitement soon dissipated entirely.

Because he encountered enemies.

As a True Disciple of the Martial Ancestor, his understanding of Martial Arts far surpassed that of others. Apart from a few senior sisters, he had never bowed his head to anyone—until he was ruthlessly oppressed.

Thankfully, his martial prowess managed to pull him through. Fighting strategically, he eventually escaped to this desolate and uninhabited area.

Finally certain of his safety.

He began longing for the world of cultivation once more.

He felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

I want to go back—this place is far too dangerous.

"Found you."

Suddenly, a voice rang out. It sent Zhou Qiang into a cold sweat. He had only just arrived in this strange place—there was no chance he could have provoked enemies yet. But sometimes, luck wasn’t on your side.

When he arrived in this unfamiliar realm, he had descended from the sky and landed directly atop someone’s dining table. In his confusion, he was caught and mercilessly beaten.

Eventually, he found an opportunity to escape.

But he hadn’t anticipated that these people would relentlessly pursue him, completely unwilling to let him go.

To them, Zhou Qiang was undoubtedly suspicious. Falling from the sky and appearing out of nowhere, he surely held great secrets. Their intentions were simple: capture him, uncover how he had arrived, and find out what had caused it all.

Perhaps, they speculated, it could lead to an immense opportunity of unimaginable proportions.