CHAPTER 590: CHAPTER 0582: THE MAJESTY OF IMMORTAL EMPEROR FUTU

"Immortal Emperor Futu, is this all you’re capable of?"

"Burning Sky Destruction."

Lin Fan unleashed a Heavenly Dao-level divine power, its might boundless, shaking the heavens and earth, even stirring the will of the Dao.

The interwoven net failed to envelop the roaring fiery flames.

In the blink of an eye.

A phoenix’s cry echoed through the heavens and earth, a flaming phoenix soared forth, the ancient and feral Emperor of Flames spread its wings and engulfed Immortal Emperor Futu entirely.

"Futu Suppression."

The furious voice of Immortal Emperor Futu erupted as the Futu Tower spun, sending out countless beams of light, each containing world-ending power, tearing the Heavenly Vault as though it were mere paper.

Boom!

The roaring flames gradually dissipated, and the void that had just radiated dazzling brilliance slowly returned to tranquility.

Immortal Emperor Futu appeared somewhat disheveled.

His body was scorched, and even his Supreme Treasure Robe had been burnt to tatters, dim and lifeless.

"Damn it."

Immortal Emperor Futu was incredulous. His cultivation was earth-shattering, unrivaled across the Nine Wastelands and Ten Regions; how many could ever wound him? Yet today, the young man he once could crush on a whim now relied on Heavenly Dao-level divine skills to leave him in such a sorry state.

The anger in his heart blazed uncontrollably.

An Immortal Emperor’s rage shook the heavens, the Heavenly Vault turned chaotic, as even the heavens seemed swayed by his wrath.

"Haha, who would’ve thought the power of an Immortal Emperor is no more than this? I’d advise you to bring out your real strength, or else you might become the first Immortal Emperor to die by my hand. By then, you’ll be the laughingstock of the Immortal Realm."

Lin Fan stood amidst the heavens and earth, his figure peerlessly majestic, his movements filled with boundless dignity, a far cry from his former self.

"Damn it!"

"Truly damn it!"

Immortal Emperor Futu raged furiously, his robes vibrating, and in a single motion, his five imperial fingers clenched, spilling blood. The golden blood exuded a rich fragrance and was imbued with supreme Dao Intent.

The blood fell onto the Futu Tower.

The Futu Tower radiated red light that illuminated the skies, its overwhelming aura fully unleashed. Those peerless Tianjiao in the distance, sensing this oppressive force, couldn’t help but vomit blood uncontrollably.

Fear filled their eyes.

Even at such a distant range, they couldn’t withstand this oppression.

The might of an Immortal Emperor—how terrifying could it possibly be?

"You wretched brat, today this Emperor will slay you! Futu Dragon, appear! Kill him for me!"

This Supreme Treasure, the Futu Tower, was forged entirely from the essence of the Futu Dragon. After countless years of refinement, it had long possessed the potential to ascend as a Dao Weapon.

Once the Immortal Venerable path opens, upon the Emperor’s ascension, the Futu Tower could fully become a Dao Weapon.

"Roar!"

A dragon’s roar reverberated across the four directions.

The Futu Tower behind Immortal Emperor Futu softened and then transformed into a massive yellow Futu Dragon, its length spanning immeasurable miles, its colossal body extending into the boundless void. Each breath it took swallowed vast quantities of celestial energy, and its exhalations were thunderous Dragon Breath shaking the heavens.

"You’ve got some moves. Seems I’ll have to slay a dragon today."

Lin Fan stood on the earth, stomping fiercely, unleashing an infinite surge of power. The void fractured, countless cracks spreading instantly to encompass the entire world.

"Fatian Xiangdi!"

"Dragon Form Treasure Skill!"

"Heavenly Demon Supreme Body!"

Lin Fan roared as he unleashed divine skills while activating the Martial Arts Ultimate Body. His body swelled continuously. With himself as the epicenter, waves of mana radiated outward.

The Martial Arts Power was utterly irresistible.

His form expanded to a height of ten thousand feet as the Futu Dragon roared and charged toward him. He swung a massive palm at the Futu Dragon’s colossal head.

Just the dragon’s head alone was as vast as a mountain.

Boom!

With one strike, the impact rippled outward.

Mountains shattered instantly, reduced to flat plains. The Tianjiao fled frantically, screaming in terror; staying would mean certain danger, and death would come without them even knowing its source.

The battle between Lin Fan and Immortal Emperor Futu brooked no holding back.

It was truly a clash between apex beings.

When this force erupted, its power spanned countless dimensions. The might of an Immortal Emperor could annihilate a radius of ten thousand miles in the blink of an eye, transforming it into the Immortal Realm’s Purgatory.

The dragon roared furiously.

Lin Fan grabbed the Futu Dragon’s horns, roaring as he flung it downward, its vast dragon body subjected to immense force, crashing onto the earth as if it were a colossal dragon whip, leaving a bottomless chasm stretching to infinity.

The Futu Dragon roared in agony, sound waves spreading outward as the dragon’s cry carried devastating power and completely engulfed Lin Fan. Lin Fan’s body trembled, his blood boiled, and the sound waves possessed destructive energy, shattering the void like a fragile mirror, as cracks appeared on Lin Fan’s body.

"Break apart for me!"

Lin Fan grabbed the Futu Dragon’s mouth, his ten fingers imbued with slicing power. Crack, crack—the dragon’s jaws were torn apart, and the cracks extended across its entire body. Torrents of Dragon Blood transformed into a rain of blood, pouring across the Immortal Realm’s lands.

A single drop of Dragon Blood bore immense weight, creating pitless craters as it struck the ground.

Some Tianjiao screamed in despair.

Though they tried to escape, they could not anticipate the Dragon Blood descending from the heavens. They channeled mana to form defensive barriers, but those were instantly overwhelmed, their bodies destroyed, even their Divine Souls corroded by the Dragon Blood.

The scene was horrifying, sending the Tianjiao fleeing in all directions. To them, this was akin to an apocalyptic nightmare.

Immortal Emperor Futu bellowed in rage, summoning the spinning Futu Tower. Yet, the once pristine and radiant tower now appeared dim, lacking its former brilliance.

"You..."

Immortal Emperor Futu was driven to near self-destruction by Lin Fan’s actions.

Immortal Emperor Futu now grudgingly acknowledged Lin Fan’s strength, both capable of dueling to this point. His power was already demonstrably equal to that of an Immortal Emperor.

This only solidified Immortal Emperor Futu’s resolve to kill Lin Fan at all costs.

If Lin Fan weren’t eliminated, once he ascended to become an Immortal Emperor, it would spell doom for all of them.

"If you have any other tricks, use them now!" Lin Fan shouted at Immortal Emperor Futu, surveying the surroundings. Clearly, he hadn’t anticipated the colossal impact of their clash—the area had been stripped barren, devoid of life. Sharp, oppressive energy continued to intersect the atmosphere.

For centuries to come, this battleground would undoubtedly be remembered as a perilous land.

Among the surviving Tianjiao.

One after another, they were stunned, crying out in terror.

They’d spread word of this battle far and wide, making everyone aware that cultivators who practiced the Forbidden System of the Immortal Realm were now capable of contending with an Immortal Emperor.

Originally, in Lin Fan’s estimation.

Immortal Emperor Futu should have been beside himself with fury.

But instead, Lin Fan observed Immortal Emperor Futu seated cross-legged, hands forming intricate seals, seemingly lost in cultivation.

But Lin Fan knew it wasn’t cultivation.

Immortal Emperor Futu was preparing to unleash a devastating ultimate move.

Indeed.

At that moment.

An enigmatic aura emanated from Immortal Emperor Futu’s form. It spread outward, influencing the heavens and earth, extending infinitely, even affecting mysterious dimensions beyond.