CHAPTER 587: CHAPTER 0579: WAITING FOR THE IMMORTAL EMPEROR TO ARRIVE

"So it really is him."

Immortal Zuo saw Lin Fan reveal his true face, but he wasn’t particularly agitated. He had already made some guesses before, and now that the truth was confirmed, he appeared very composed.

"He’s grown stronger again."

From Lin Fan, he sensed a peculiar and enigmatic aura.

It was unfathomable.

To be honest,

he found it difficult to accept this fact.

"So it’s you."

The elder, hearing what Lin Fan had just said, coupled with his appearance, instantly understood who this person was. All at once, a powerful and oppressive aura erupted from the elder’s body.

"How audacious! You dare to show yourself here after cultivating the Forbidden System of the Immortal Realm? Are you treating us as if we don’t exist?"

Among all those wanted across the Immortal Realm, only Lin Fan held such notoriety.

It had to be said, the gap between individuals was truly immense. While others were still wondering how to become famous, Lin Fan had already achieved it—albeit through being wanted—but that kind of notoriety was far more extraordinary.

"Hahaha..."

Lin Fan laughed heartily. "Forbidden System? Today, Lin Fan stands here; if any of you heavenly talents are dissatisfied, feel free to trouble me. But let me be clear upfront: I’ve always followed the principle of ’if you don’t provoke me, I won’t provoke you.’ But the moment anyone dares to touch me, even if you’re a righteous Immortal, I will show no mercy."

"So before you make a move, you better think it through."

He originally intended to keep his identity hidden, but now that his cultivation had reached the Immortal King Realm, he couldn’t help but feel his confidence swelling. Moreover, staying low-profile had been his strategy in the early stages, but it was no longer necessary now.

Even if it were an Immortal Emperor,

he was certain he could wage a battle against them.

At this moment,

a wave of commotion surged among the heavenly talents.

Wang Jun whispered, "Brother Zhan, he actually dares to appear here. If we make the first move, we’re sure to gain renown."

He was brimming with eagerness.

War King glanced at Wang Jun after hearing this, glaring at him coldly.

Then, he quietly stepped away, putting some distance between them, as if to tell everyone: I have nothing to do with this idiot—this guy must have rocks in his head.

What kind of mind could come up with such thoughts?

If Lin Fan hadn’t utterly crushed Saint Fu, the War King might have entertained the idea of tangling with Lin Fan.

But after witnessing Saint Fu being subdued,

he had completely abandoned the notion.

Wang Jun was puzzled: "Brother Zhan, what’s wrong?"

"Stay away from me; I’m afraid you’ll get me killed," the War King stretched out his hand to stop Wang Jun from approaching. In a situation like this, he couldn’t be more of a bystander, unwilling to get entangled in any conflict.

After suffering multiple losses at Lin Fan’s hands,

he had placed Lin Fan in the most loathed corner of his heart.

Even in his sleep, he dreamed of killing Lin Fan.

But now,

he had no more thoughts of vengeance. Once the gap became insurmountable, all that was left was despair. Overthinking it would only be a tormenting exercise in futility.

Wang Jun, still perplexed, said, "Brother Zhan, there are so many of us here. How could we possibly be afraid of him alone?"

"If Brother Zhan were to take the lead and call for action, we could certainly take him down. By that time..."

War King didn’t want to hear another word of his nonsense.

He moved far, far away from him.

Immortal Ling looked at Lin Fan with a perplexed expression. She was indeed shocked by his actions. She couldn’t fathom what this man was thinking. Some actions, when excessively domineering, could truly defy all comprehension.

"Friend Lin, what do you mean by this?" the Heavenly Court Young Emperor appeared and asked.

Lin Fan smiled. "Ah, so it’s Young Emperor Daoist. Nothing much; I just heard that the Immortal Emperors of the Immortal Realm are all hunting me. I figured running and hiding didn’t suit my style, so I came out to have a chat with you all."

"Basically, I just want to see how many will come to capture me."

He held no particular grudge against the Heavenly Court Young Emperor.

But there was one issue that needed to be addressed.

The Heavenly Court was dangerous. The last time they opened a Secret Realm, many heavenly talents died. Something was definitely wrong.

"Friend Lin, I believe this is all a misunderstanding. Why don’t you come back to the Heavenly Court with me? As the Young Emperor, I can help resolve this matter on your behalf," the Young Emperor offered.

"Haha, thank you for your kind intentions, Young Emperor Daoist, but there’s no need. Recently, four Immortal Emperors tried to capture me. This isn’t something anyone else can stop. As for the so-called Forbidden System, it’s merely the path of Martial Arts. If possible, I’d love to spread the Martial Arts Truth to others," Lin Fan said with a smile. Whether or not those Immortal Emperors would come looking for him, he didn’t know yet. For now, that wasn’t important. What mattered was figuring out which of these people would dare strike first.

Just then,

a heavenly talent stepped forward and roared, "Fellow Daoists, this man cultivates the Forbidden System of the Immortal Realm and has already been wanted by several Immortal Emperors. Why don’t we take him down and present him to the Immortal Emperors?"

"With our combined strength, capturing him should be no trouble at all."

This heavenly talent exuded extraordinary charisma, with immortal light swirling around him, as if he had walked out of some immortal paradise. His strength was indeed impressive, and he had decent influence. His words resonated with many.

Even the elder presiding over this gathering of a hundred heavenly talents was ready to make a move against Lin Fan.

Though he hadn’t acted yet,

it was only because he was pondering something important.

"Indeed, Ye Tianjiao’s words make sense."

"If we act together, we stand a very good chance."

The crowd, stirred by the suggestion, grew increasingly eager to act.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, was growing somewhat impatient.

"Is there anyone among you who will step forward? If not, then scatter. Today, I will slaughter..."

He stopped mid-sentence, about to say he would slaughter an Immortal Emperor.

But on second thought,

saying such a thing might be too outrageous, potentially scaring this group into submission. It was better to hold back for now.

"Everyone, attack!"

At this moment, Ye Tianjiao took the initiative, launching a palm strike at Lin Fan. Immortal Techniques erupted, and a gigantic palm materialized, as if attempting to seize the entire area. The unleashed force caused the surrounding space to fracture.

Immediately afterward,

several heavenly talents moved simultaneously.

Their goal was simple: suppress Lin Fan.

Of course,

many heavenly talents chose to quietly observe, exercising caution. In their minds, anyone bold enough to show up must have a reason; if Lin Fan lacked true strength, he wouldn’t dare stand before them with such confidence.

"A lot of cowards, it seems,"

Lin Fan remarked, standing in place. No matter how the surrounding pressure struck him, he didn’t budge an inch, nor did he feel the slightest concern. Their strength was simply too insignificant.

He waited,

and waited for the Immortal Emperors to appear. His target was the Immortal Emperors. There were matters to be settled here, once and for all.

Just as the heavenly talents’ Immortal Techniques were about to touch Lin Fan,

a black hole materialized around him.

An immense suction force erupted.