CHAPTER 588: CHAPTER 0580: THE SLAUGHTER OF THE EMPEROR BEGINS

"Damn it!"

"Not good, how did it come to this?"

The situation on-site changed drastically. When their Immortal Techniques touched Lin Fan, they were instantly devoured by the black hole.

Immediately after.

Something even more terrifying happened—their bodies lost control and were dragged toward him.

Even with their Immortal Dao Laws protecting them, it was of no use.

Under that overwhelming suction force, the Immortal Dao Laws crumbled inch by inch, unable to shield them.

If they couldn’t resist this force...

Then their situation would become dire.

"This guy is unbelievably strong."

Ye Tianjiao’s face turned grim. He repeatedly crafted Hand Seals, each one an ancient secret from a Sacred Land, carrying the power to change heaven and earth, or destroy it entirely.

But even these were worn down by the suction force.

Not even the slightest effect.

"Elder, save us!"

Ye Tianjiao cried out loudly, seeking help from the old man who presided over the Gathering of the Hundred Prodigies. With their current abilities, they simply couldn’t contend with Lin Fan. Their only hope was to rely on the elder.

"Stop this at once!"

The elder roared. The prodigies gathered here all held extraordinary status and were the future of the Immortal Realm. If this person continued suppressing them unchecked, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just moments ago.

He had already reported the situation here.

It wouldn’t take long before overwhelming reinforcements arrived.

Lin Fan turned his gaze to the elder, noticing that the Divine Skill he was wielding had some merit—it piqued his interest. But to him, the elder’s techniques amounted to no more than feeble resistance. He didn’t take them seriously at all.

"Old man, you’re far too weak."

As soon as the words left his mouth.

He struck out with a single palm toward the elder.

To the elder, it felt as though the earth shook and mountains trembled. The surrounding heavens seemed to flip upside down, and an inexplicable pressure crushed him.

His heart was filled with overwhelming terror. Who was this youth, and why was he so powerful?

"Do you know who I am?!" the elder roared.

Normally, such words were uttered when one could barely hold their ground.

"I don’t care who you are." Lin Fan flipped his palm—within his grasp was a fractured cosmos. Though the elder stood far away, in an instant, he appeared within Lin Fan’s palm. Lin Fan’s five fingers closed in, transforming into a prison, utterly subduing the elder.

The elder roared in rage, disoriented by Lin Fan’s methods. He had never imagined he would be defeated so swiftly.

Every Divine Skill that Lin Fan practiced had been honed to its peak, to a realm where the essence of the Dao itself was comprehended. His abilities were already beyond ordinary imagination; every movement carried immense power.

The elder, while undeniably strong...

Still couldn’t bridge the chasm between him and Lin Fan.

"Seal!"

In an instant.

Screams pierced the air.

The prodigies who had taken action were instantly subdued by Lin Fan.

All around, other prodigies stared at the scene in shock. Even those who had been seated with calm confidence bolted upright, their faces filled with disbelief as they watched this horrifying spectacle unfold.

It was as if they had seen a ghost.

"How could this be?"

Everyone shared the same thought.

They once took pride in their own exceptional talents, but in the face of this scene, all their confidence crumbled. The only thought left in their minds was: How could this be possible?

"So formidable..." Immortal Ling was stunned by Lin Fan’s techniques. Beside her, the elder shared the same sentiment—they had both underestimated Lin Fan’s capabilities.

Wang Jun finally understood why Brother Zhan kept his distance from Lin Fan.

It turned out he had been truly foolish.

Looking back, if he had been among those who had jumped forward to challenge Lin Fan, the outcome seemed too horrifying to even imagine.

After concluding secluded cultivation, Left Immortal’s Sword Intent had grown powerful enough to split the Heavenly Vault itself. But now, as he saw Lin Fan burn away the sword intent, all he wanted was to approach him and say:

My apologies, I was wrong to disturb you.

He chose not to appear. Instead, he fled further into solitude in retreat.

The difference between them was already crystal clear, with no battle needed to illustrate it. The gap was dauntingly vast.

He now planned to return and immerse himself in further cultivation.

The Heavenly Court Young Emperor sighed deeply. There had been a time when he considered himself evenly matched with Lin Fan. But now, the disparity was starkly evident.

And just as he prepared to emerge and exchange words with Lin Fan...

An astonishing pressure descended from the Heavenly Vault.

What had been relatively calm skies suddenly shifted violently. Winds surged, clouds churned, and an overwhelming aura detonated across the heavens.

Soon after.

A deep, reverberating voice imbued with boundless authority resonated.

"So, you dared to show yourself here?"

The voice was like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth. Countless beings heard it, their hearts filled with fear as they prostrated on the ground.

From the distant Heavenly Vault, a Futu Tower emerged. Its dazzling radiance pierced layers upon layers of dimensions, illuminating the infinite Void. The imperial aura overwhelmed all spirits, causing palpable shock among the gathered prodigies.

"The Immortal Emperor has arrived."

None of them had anticipated that the Immortal Emperor would be drawn here.

Instantly, many prodigies rejoiced inwardly. If the Immortal Emperor truly arrived, then Lin Fan’s fate would be sealed. Though he possessed the strength to subdue them, before the Immortal Emperor, he was no different from an ant.

Let’s see how you keep your arrogance now.

Wang Jun gleefully approached Brother Zhan, saying, "Brother Zhan, we have nothing to fear now. With the Immortal Emperor here, surely we won’t need to worry about him anymore?"

This time, Brother Zhan didn’t leave. He wholeheartedly agreed with Wang Jun’s words—that was precisely the sentiment. The Immortal Emperor’s presence fully stabilized the situation in everyone’s hearts.

They thought: No matter how powerful Lin Fan is, it won’t make any difference.

Could he possibly survive an encounter with the Immortal Emperor?

Moments later, an imposing figure appeared in the heavens. The moment it appeared, the Great Dao thundered. Its colossal frame overshadowed the heavens and earth, commanding awe—none could ignore its presence.

"Greetings to the Immortal Emperor."

Countless prodigies saluted reverently.

Even those hailing from major factions recognized the need for utmost respect at the sight of the Immortal Emperor’s arrival.

The prodigies felt waves of envy; who wouldn’t wish to ascend to the status of Immortal Emperor? But the path to imperial supremacy was incredibly treacherous. For them, perhaps only divine fortune could grant even a chance at such heights.

Yet even the thought of it seemed impossibly distant.

Lin Fan raised his head to look at the newcomer. Back when he had teamed up with the Mouse Emperor Immortal, facing such a figure had indeed felt burdensome. At that time, Lin Fan couldn’t stand against an Immortal Emperor. But now, he felt he had the strength to do so.

"Ha, so it’s you, Futu Immortal Emperor. What about the other three Immortal Emperors? Did they not come with you?" Lin Fan spoke frankly.

Futu Immortal Emperor lowered his brow, a gleam of golden light flashing in his eyes. He looked at Lin Fan as if gazing upon a mere ant, not sparing him even the slightest recognition.

"Do you know your sins?"

The angry roar reverberated through the heavens.

It possessed an aura of enforcing Laws through mere words, though his cultivation wasn’t yet at that ultimate plane.

"Haha... What a laughable question. Your words are nonsense. Since you’re here, let’s fight. You came alone, which shows your confidence. So, let’s see if this time I, Lin Fan, can slay an emperor."

In an instant.

Lin Fan erupted with boundless battle intent. Countless heavenly phantom shadows curled behind him, and the Divine Powers he cultivated surged to their peak.

To battle an Immortal Emperor... he had anticipated this for a long time.

If he could slay even one Immortal Emperor, it would mark the beginning of his reign across the Immortal Realm.