Accidentally invincible!

"Come on out already. What's the point of hiding? You've concealed yourselves well, but you can't escape my eyes." Lin Fan shouted to the surroundings, though he was still getting used to the Heat Perception of his Innate Divine Ability.

It was making his vision blurry.

Xiang Fei said, "They're here for me. I didn't expect them to actually follow me all the way to the Eastern Desolate Domain."

"Brother Xiang, it turns out you've got some stories behind you. Just what did you do that was so terrible it drove them to chase you here? You're not secretly guilty of something monstrous, are you—like…" Qin Yang couldn't even finish the thought, like barging into someone's bridal chamber and "finishing things" on their behalf.

That sounded pretty plausible.

The more honest someone looks, the more likely they're secretly lewd.

He was convinced Xiang Fei was exactly that kind of person.

Xiang Fei said, "Brother Qin, could you maybe try, just a little bit, to be serious? Just a little bit would suffice."

Then he turned his gaze to Lin Fan.

The meaning was crystal clear.

He didn't need Qin Yang to be incredibly proper, just as proper as Brother Lin was.

Lin Fan interjected, "Who are these people? Their concealment Divine Skill is quite impressive."

Xiang Fei focused and said, "The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends and Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits—a mysterious faction. It's said to be the Taoism of an Immortal Venerable. They're masters of concealment, capable of killing without anyone realizing, and specialize in assassinations."

"This sounds tricky. How did you offend them?" Lin Fan asked.

Xiang Fei replied, "It's a long story. I didn't provoke them. Someone wants me dead, but I have no idea who. I just didn't expect them to keep pursuing me even after I came to the Eastern Desolate Domain."

Lin Fan thought Xiang Fei's predicament was quite tragic.

Tailed by assassins,

but not even knowing who sent them.

If he knew, that'd make things easier. Retaliate in kind—hire killers against killers. Whoever pays more wins the game.

At that moment,

the surroundings were eerily silent. Even though Lin Fan had declared he'd already discovered them, no one appeared, as if refusing to believe they'd been exposed.

"Why bother with this pretense? I've already said I've found you. Why don't you believe me?"

"The Immortal Realm doesn't have to be all about killing and fighting. There's room for social etiquette too. I see you've come from so far away—surely you're a bit tired and hungry? Why don't we sit down and talk this through?"

"Maybe we can work something out, don't you think?"

Lin Fan called out to the surroundings.

But there was still nothing but dead silence.

He had no choice.

Lin Fan raised his hand, flicked his fingers, and *whoosh!* *whoosh!* A few cold rays shot off in all directions.

The areas those rays targeted seemed empty,

but muffled sounds confirmed hits.

Several figures materialized, all wearing iron masks. Their faces were hidden, but judging by their expressions behind the masks, they were definitely stunned. It was as though they hadn't expected that their opponent had genuinely discovered them.

"I already explained it so clearly. Why don't you believe me?" Lin Fan said casually.

Xiang Fei focused his attention. Though these assassins didn't seem particularly powerful individually, their Divine Skills were formidable, capable of silently taking lives. Any moment of carelessness could lead to disaster.

Not to mention,

they operated with an eerie synchronicity, unleashing a terrifying aura when combined.

"Brother Lin, be careful. These people belong to the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits." Xiang Fei warned. Having crossed paths with them before, he knew just how deadly they could be.

Lin Fan replied softly, "Leave it to me."

Then,

he clasped his fists toward the six assassins who had appeared. "This man is my brother. Since you've been commissioned to kill him, that's just business, and business is perfectly reasonable. But since it's business, then it's negotiable, isn't it? You agree?"

Qin Yang said, "Brother Lin, what kind of nonsense is this? They're here to kill us! What's there to discuss? Anyway, we've refined the Holy Weapons pretty thoroughly—let's just take them down and be done with it."

"Don't talk. Watch me." Lin Fan replied.

At this moment, he intended to resolve this matter for Xiang Fei. Jumping straight into a fight where only one side survives might be exciting, but he wanted to see if taking a more indirect approach could yield better results.

Qin Yang was helpless.

What was there to see?

From the killing intent emanating from these people, it was obvious they were here for a decisive kill.

One of the iron-masked figures spoke in a low voice. "Heavenly Spirits carry out missions with precision. Our target is him. Uninvolved parties may leave. We never take unnecessary lives."

Principles, huh?

Lin Fan liked principled people the most.

"That's all you've got to say?" Lin Fan asked, then grinned. "Do you believe me when I say I know who you are, your names, and the Divine Skills you practice?"

The six assassins remained motionless.

Their killing intent was locked on Xiang Fei.

The moment they struck, they planned to take him down with their deadliest moves.

"Don't believe me?"

"Good, good. I like skeptics—it shows you're professional."

Lin Fan sighed wistfully.

Xiang Fei stared at Lin Fan in shock, not understanding what he was trying to pull. He couldn't fathom these Heavenly Spirit assassins, cold-blooded and obsessive about their targets, being swayed by mere words.

Moreover, Lin Fan claimed to know their names—an impossible statement.

Each Heavenly Spirit assassin's identity and name was a closely guarded secret, unknown even among their own faction, let alone outsiders.

Lin Fan pointed at the lead Heavenly Spirit assassin. "Let's start with you. Your name is Ji Chong. Whatever alias you go by now, your real name is Ji Chong."

The Heavenly Spirit assassin, who had been accumulating killing intent and preparing for a deadly strike, suddenly trembled all over as if he'd seen a ghost.