Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 251 - 0248: You Have No Idea How Much They Love Each Other

Chapter 251: Chapter 0248: You Have No Idea How Much They Love Each Other

Could it be that this old man is truly destined to die here?

As soon as this thought emerged, the True Immortal Demon felt a chill run down his spine.

When the opponent hadn’t summoned his treasure, relying solely on the peak of his cultivated Divine Skills to compete with him, he was unable to kill him. But now, with the treasure revealed, his hair stood on end.

It wasn’t that the opponent’s strength was particularly terrifying.

Instead, it was this treasure that brought him an immense sense of crisis.

Lin Fan was startled by the power of the Mixed Element Golden Gourd. Though the mana was not his own, defeating a strong enemy through a treasure didn’t seem to be a disgraceful act.

I possess an Immortal Treasure; do you?

If not, well, my apologies—your luck is somewhat unfortunate.

Lin Fan activated the Immortal Treasure. The Golden Immortal Qi spread out, and streams of Golden River water cascaded from the mouth of the gourd.

The True Immortal Demon let out a terrible cry. His body suffered severe damage, his Divine Soul trembled, and signs of rupture appeared on his flesh. One of his arms was instantly severed by a flash of golden light.

"Heavenly Demon Supreme Body!"

The True Immortal Demon roared furiously as a towering phantom of a Demon God materialized behind him. With an earth-shattering yell, two colossal Demon Fists hurtled toward the Mixed Element Golden Gourd, obliterating everything in their path.

"Golden River Dragon Transformation!"

With a flick of his finger, Lin Fan commanded the Golden River to coalesce into a Golden River Dragon. Its deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, and each drop of the river weighed tens of thousands of kilograms. As for the weight of this golden dragon, it was beyond description.

But...

Its power was evident for all to see.

BANG!

The Golden River Dragon shattered the Demon Fists, pierced through the Demon God’s body, and twisted around it, annihilating the phantom completely.

Thud!

The True Immortal Demon spat out blood, his face as pale as paper. He staggered backward several steps, staring in horror at the radiant golden gourd suspended in midair.

"This cannot be a Dao Artifact—it’s an Immortal Treasure! How could you possibly possess an Immortal Treasure?" he shouted hysterically. It wasn’t that he had lost to the opponent; he had lost to the treasure in the opponent’s hands.

With such a treasure in hand...

Even if other True Immortals arrived, the outcome would be the same. Unless the treasure was destroyed, it would be impossible to injure the opponent.

"Do I need your permission to wield this Immortal Treasure? I really don’t feel like chatting with an old geezer. If you were a beauty, perhaps I’d indulge in some small talk with you. But as for now, I’ll send you off on your journey."

Lin Fan activated the Immortal Treasure once more. The Mixed Element Golden Gourd rapidly rotated, its size swelling as it descended to crush the True Immortal Demon.

"No... Fellow Daoist, spare me one last chance!"

The True Immortal Demon cried out desperately. His path of cultivation had been arduous, and to reach such heights, he had become a major figure in the world. Though many greater powers could suppress him without recourse, he was at least someone others would address respectfully as "Senior" or even "Forefather."

To be slain by a True Immortal’s power? He could accept that.

But to die beneath an Immortal Treasure?

How could he resign himself to such a fate?

If you’ve got guts, fight me barehanded. Using external power—what skill is that?

BANG!

The Mixed Element Golden Gourd crashed down, annihilating the True Immortal Demon completely, wiping his Divine Soul from existence. Any dreams of escaping to ascend, to possess another body and be reborn—he had better abandon them now.

Killed.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan summoned back the Mixed Element Golden Gourd, letting it float effortlessly around him. The Golden River waters transformed into a coiling Golden River Dragon that encircled his body.

"The mana consumption is staggering... Immortal Treasures are truly extraordinary. Even with over thirty thousand years’ worth of mana reserves, I’m barely able to wield it with any connection at all. I haven’t even refined the innate array within it. If I were to fully refine the array, wouldn’t it drain me completely in one instant?"

He could feel that the Mixed Element Golden Gourd consumed far more mana than the Supreme God Talisman.

Of course...

The Mixed Element Golden Gourd wasn’t necessarily as precious as the Supreme God Talisman. The latter is a naturally formed talisman nurtured by the heavens and earth of the Immortal Realm—how could they be the same?

But who knows?

The Mixed Element Golden Gourd was a treasure birthed by the Nine Heavens Seven-Colored Vine, so it definitely counted as an innate heavy treasure.

His state wasn’t great.

First, he had to recover.

As for losses in battle, he’d deal with them later. As long as he hadn’t lost mana, everything else could be addressed afterward.

Producing a Spirit Stone, he crushed it with a swift motion. Dense Spiritual Energy gathered around him as he absorbed it to replenish his mana.

His methods could only be described as extravagant.

Common practitioners would restore their mana by slowly absorbing the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth. None could afford the indulgence of using Spirit Stones directly like Lin Fan. Naturally, the recovery speed was far quicker.

It didn’t take long.

His mana was restored.

"Seniors, instead of contending for the Divine Medicine, why have you appeared here? I don’t believe I’ve provoked any of you," Lin Fan remarked, noticing a group of powerful figures watching him with burning gazes, as if they wanted to swallow him whole.

Oh, no, wait... Their focus wasn’t on him—it was on the Mixed Element Golden Gourd protecting him.

Coveting my Immortal Treasure?

Sigh!

Truly, just a flock of greedy fools.

He noticed that distant battles were still ongoing, and the Divine Medicine conflict remained fiercely contested. It appeared that his fight and the aura of the Immortal Treasure had drawn them over.

To be honest, he was feeling a bit drained now.

But was he worried?

Sorry—not even slightly. If you panic, others won’t.

"You claim you haven’t provoked us? Then why did you kill my elder from Prison Demon Mountain?" the old man’s fiery gaze burned as he spoke. He was the Mountain Master of Prison Demon Mountain. Seeing one of his elders perish at the hands of this youth, how could he hold back his fury? Without hesitation, he struck out, unleashing a beam of Demonic Light.

Lin Fan didn’t flinch.

BOOM!

The Golden River shielded him, neutralizing the Demonic Light’s impact and producing only faint ripples.

An uproar erupted.

Everyone present watched with wide-eyed shock. To easily resist the Mountain Master’s attack—what kind of treasure was this, with such unbelievable power?

"Why must Senior be so aggressive? I truly had no idea he was from your Prison Demon Mountain. He saw me as a youth and sought to kill me, leaving me no choice but to eliminate him. If you must blame someone, blame his skills for being inadequate," Lin Fan replied calmly.

At that moment, one of the powerful figures spoke up: "The little friend makes a valid point. Prison Demon Mountain sought to kill him, and you expect him not to resist? That’s rather excessive, don’t you think?"

"What do you mean by that? Are you siding with him to curry favor and covet his treasure, planning to take him down when he’s unprepared?" the Mountain Master roared.

In the distance, the battle for the Divine Medicine raged on. The corpse of the Heavenly Demon remained formidable, its mana vast and unyielding, holding its ground despite being surrounded. Upon sensing the use of an extraordinary treasure, several figures had rushed over to investigate. If they couldn’t claim the Divine Medicine, perhaps they could seize something else.

And then, suddenly...

A streak of black light pierced the sky, tearing through the void. The Golden River Dragon swirled, intercepting the black light.

"Lin Fan, you imprisoned my son! I demand blood for blood!"

A figure appeared—it was none other than Xiang Junchen’s father, the Demon Ancestor of the Red Dust Demon Sect.

"Demon Ancestor, must you be this rash? Your son is thriving right now. Paired with Long Shangpo’s granddaughter, they’re practically a match made in heaven. As a father, you should feel gratified. And recently, Brother Xiang told me he’s considering carrying the pregnancy himself, giving birth to a child—perhaps a boy or girl, the fruit of their union."

"You’ll soon have a grandchild to dote on."

Lin Fan grinned complacently. At this moment, he felt no fear toward the Demon Ancestor. Why should he? With two supreme treasures of the Immortal Realm protecting him, alongside the Reverse Cang Four Saints Set, worst-case scenario, he’d simply flee.

"Silence!" The Demon Ancestor roared in fury, completely losing his composure under Lin Fan’s provocations.

The surrounding powerful figures murmured among themselves.

"Long Shangpo’s granddaughter is quite the character. Producing offspring... would the child even look presentable?"

"Didn’t you hear? Xiang Junchen is considering carrying the pregnancy—a phenomenon exceedingly rare but not impossible among heavenly beings. Upon reflection, it makes sense. Xiang Junchen’s remarkable appearance, with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes, is unparalleled. Perhaps for the sake of the child’s constitution, he chose to bear it himself."

"The Red Dust Demon Sect sure knows how to play. Ordinary folk could never pull off such extremes."

The Demon Ancestor had been utterly provoked. His gaze toward Lin Fan now brimmed with boundless killing intent.

To have a major player of the Demon Path obsess over your demise was unquestionably a grim predicament.

Lin Fan, however, remained indifferent.

"Demon Ancestor, no need for anger. Though Brother Xiang is still adjusting, I believe feelings grow stronger over time. Long Shangpo’s granddaughter has done remarkably well, sharing intimacy with Brother Xiang multiple times daily. Their bond—it’s admirable, isn’t it?"

"As his father, you ought to be sincerely wishing them well, not sulking angrily here."

Lin Fan’s words flowed effortlessly.

The surrounding figures of great power looked both amused and incredulous. Listening to this—was this even something a human could say?

If they themselves were in such a situation...

They would’ve long since lost their temper and attacked.

"Die!"

The Demon Ancestor snapped, no longer holding back. His palm struck down fiercely toward Lin Fan, carrying terrifying might. A colossal palm descended, unleashing overwhelming pressure that made the realm quiver violently.

Lin Fan understood well that the Demon Ancestor was fundamentally different from the prior True Immortal Demon. This was a terrifying existence. The earlier True Immortal Demon had been grievously injured by the Heavenly Demon’s corpse, and the Demon Ancestor possessed comparable power.

Lin Fan didn’t dare underestimate him, preparing his strongest defense.

Simultaneously, he hurled the Hell Spear while invoking the Dragon Form Treasure Skill to augment it. The spear transformed into an Ancient Buddha Dragon, exuding primordial energy as it roared and clashed with the Demon Ancestor’s gigantic palm. Both shattered upon impact, dispersing into smoke and vapor.

The onlookers gasped in shock.

"Something feels off. Did anyone notice? The mana fluctuations when this guy uses Divine Skills are oddly weak. Yet how could they destroy the Demon Ancestor’s palm?"

"The Divine Skill he just employed... isn’t that from the Demon Clan?"

"Not the Demon Clan—it’s a fusion, a Demon Demon Divine Power."

The Demon Ancestor squinted as his failed strike gave him no pause. He raised his hand, and with a flick of his five fingers vibrating in a cryptic rhythm, demonic qi soared into the heavens, morphing into countless lights that rained down with terrifying sharpness.

Swish!

Swish!

The might was devastating, and the void itself was torn apart.

Lin Fan prepared to escape. Though he could deal with the Demon Ancestor, the sheer number of other powerful figures nearby, all watching with covetous eyes, made directly challenging them all a dangerous prospect.

And then, suddenly...

A beam of white light swept across the heavens, intercepting the Demon Ancestor’s slashes in a brilliant flash.

"Demon Ancestor, this disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect may not be yours to slay as you please. Perhaps you could grant me this favor and let the matter rest?" A figure then emerged beside Lin Fan—it was Sect Leader Bai Qiu.

"Sect Leader, you also came to fight for the Heavenly Demon’s Divine Medicine, hmm?" Lin Fan said with a grin.

Bai Qiu truly wanted nothing more than to slap Lin Fan into oblivion.

What nonsense are you spouting?

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