Accidentally invincible!

Everyone was stunned.

What outrageous arrogance.

The Golden Winged King hadn't even declared he wanted to fight, yet you proactively asked for a battle. Just how confident do you have to be to act so domineering?

"Alright, I'll grant your wish." Faced with provocation, how could he endure it? The Golden Winged King examined Lin Fan closely, analyzing the situation. Although the man's abilities were yet unknown, judging from appearances:

His physical body is decent.

His mana is passable.

His speed is average.

Everything about him is just average. And average is easier to handle—someone like this could never be his match.

"Golden Wing Brother, be cautious. He's carrying the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow he snatched from me," reminded Left Immortal, who didn't even feel embarrassed bringing it up. After all, everyone already knew about it—saying it aloud changed nothing about the way people thought.

The Golden Winged King replied arrogantly, "Rest assured, Left Brother. Once I subdue him, I'll definitely return the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow to you."

"Then I'll thank Golden Wing Brother in advance," Left Immortal clasped his fists ceremoniously.

Lin Fan felt it was time to boost his reputation with something positive. People kept calling him a "hand demon," which sounded so disgraceful. If word spread, wouldn't it affect his image?

At this moment, the immortals were chatting among themselves.

"What do you think? Who's going to win?"

"The Golden Winged King will win, for sure. That hand demon is bound to be suppressed. After all, the Golden Winged King is the direct descendant of the Ninth Orthodox Lineage, one in ten thousand, immensely powerful, with cultivation at the Supreme Immortal level. His Divine Skills are terrifying beyond measure."

"Right, I heard the Golden Winged King was once ambushed by two Daluo Golden Immortal experts. Not only did he not run away, but he forcibly subdued both of them. Such achievements are earth-shattering."

"That's nothing. The Golden Winged King was once pursued by an Immortal Monarch and managed to escape unharmed. Who else could possibly do that?"

Many were optimistic about the Golden Winged King's victory.

As for the hand demon? It'd be better if someone just finished him off quickly. A lunatic who specializes in targeting Flower List Immortals like him is simply too dangerous. Who knows which fairy might be the next unlucky victim?

The Golden Winged King raised his hand. "All irrelevant personnel, back off immediately. Any accidental injuries won't be my responsibility."

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Upon hearing this, the surrounding immortals scrambled far back. Battles between experts were terrifying to the extreme, and the residual energy alone could easily obliterate everything nearby.

In a split second—

The Golden Winged King spread out his five fingers and uprooted a distant mountain range, lifting it through mana control. The mountain transformed into a colossal dragon, shaking heaven and earth. With a swing of his arm, the mountain descended ferociously toward Lin Fan.

His mana was unbelievably dense.

Every inch of the mountain was infused with mana, making it incomparably sturdy. If Lin Fan failed to break through it and was crushed underneath, he'd be reduced to meat paste for certain.

"Five Burial Fist!"

Just as the mountain closed in, Lin Fan unleashed his fist technique. A torrent of fist intent surged forth, as though tearing through the heavens and earth. With a crisp crack, the mountain shattered into fragments, scattering in all directions.

Massive boulders rained down, creating enormous craters upon impact with the ground.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As the mountain disintegrated, countless golden glints shot forth, piercing through the fragments and filling the sky.

"Hmm?"

Lin Fan froze in surprise. He hadn't expected his opponent's tactics to be so sharp—relentless, one wave after another.

He raised his palm and shattered the incoming golden glints.

These golden glints contained the Immortal Dao Law.

Looking up—

The Golden Winged King radiated golden light, resembling a blazing sun. His golden wings spread wide behind him, glinting with a metallic sheen.

"What a dazzling golden bird," Lin Fan remarked in awe. At the same time, he eyed the Golden Winged King's immortal treasure with immense interest. What an extraordinary item.

The Space-Time Golden Wings.

But thus far, the wings hadn't demonstrated anything related to space-time.

Could it be that this guy was also one of those crafty types?

Was he holding back, planning to unleash it at a critical moment?

Hmm.

Quite possible.

Seems like I'll need to stay vigilant later.

Lin Fan took a step forward. The void shattered, and he vanished from his original spot, leveraging the Martial Arts Ultimate Body to its fullest extent.

"Such speed!"

The Golden Winged King was visibly startled. Clearly, he hadn't anticipated such rapid movement from his opponent. Left, right... no, behind!

He responded instantly, forming an Immortal Technique with his fingers and slamming a massive palm toward the void.

Boom!

Lin Fan hadn't expected the Golden Winged King to be so sharp. The two clashed midair, unleashing a terrifying ripple that even caused the Dragon Nest to tremble.

But the Dragon Nest was incomparably robust.

Even if Immortal Monarchs or Immortal Kings fought here, they wouldn't be able to damage it in the slightest.

"Impressive. Your strength isn't bad—better than the likes of the War King or Left Immortal," Lin Fan complimented, essentially hijacking the praise the Golden Winged King should've given him.

By rights—

It should've been the Golden Winged King saying, "For you to hold your own against me at this level without falling, you must have some skill."

But now—

Lin Fan wasn't giving him that chance at all.

Off in the distance—

Left Immortal clenched his fists tightly, yet his expression remained calm without any sign of fluctuation. To him, no matter what insults were hurled, they were all meaningless unless Lin Fan managed to subdue the Golden Winged King first.

Otherwise, everything was just empty talk.

"Hmph. A battle of words. Let's see how long you can keep it up," the Golden Winged King muttered coldly. Then, with a swish, he vanished completely, activating the full power of his immortal treasure.

Space-time, huh?

Not even Immortal Kings can fully wield such powers. But as for him—what level of mastery could he possibly achieve?

Lin Fan noticed the Golden Winged King's fortunes were quite abundant and surging. If he activated the Heaven and Earth Creation Divine Power to seize that fortune for himself, it'd be quite beneficial for his own growth.

Initiating his Innate Divine Ability—

Even with his eyes closed, he could sense where the next strike would come from.

The immortals were all stunned, witnessing the unfolding scene. The Golden Winged King's immortal treasure was astonishing. Once activated, he seemed to completely disappear. Even now, they couldn't pinpoint his location.

It was as if he'd vanished entirely from the world before their eyes.

Where had he gone?

Where could he be?

The Golden Winged King harbored killing intent toward Lin Fan, now existing within a mysterious space—separate yet intricately connected to the world outside, though nearly imperceptible.

"Standing there without moving—is it because you can't figure out my location?"

He chuckled coldly, tearing through the spatial fabric. His golden wings swooped silently, as sharp as blades, aiming to pierce through Lin Fan. But just as success seemed imminent, his expression froze in sheer disbelief.

Snap!

"Well, Golden Wing Daoist, your barrage of attacks was quite fierce," Lin Fan remarked with both hands firmly gripping the golden wings. Their texture felt extraordinary.

[Space-Time Golden Wings: An ancient artifact imbued with the power of time and space. Fully refined, it can traverse the river of time, moving between past and future. Extremely difficult to master, achievable only by Immortal Venerables and above.]

Truly a treasure.

Lin Fan raised his leg and landed a ferocious kick on the Golden Winged King's abdomen while attempting to tear off the Space-Time Golden Wings. Unexpectedly, the wings slashed his hands, leaving them wounded.

Hiss!

That's pretty vicious.

Releasing his grip, he glanced at his hands. Two bloodied gashes marred his palms before they slowly clenched into fists, healing themselves automatically. He'd have to come up with another plan.

The Golden Winged King, clutching his abdomen, stumbled back with gritted teeth. That kick was brutal, leaving his stomach churning like stormy seas.

"What on earth were you trying to do?"

He realized Lin Fan had seemingly tried to snatch his Space-Time Golden Wings.

Lin Fan replied, "Nothing, just wanted a closer look."

The Golden Winged King sneered. A closer look? To him, it was crystal clear—Lin Fan had been trying to steal his Space-Time Golden Wings. Unfortunately for him, such an attempt was pure fantasy, utterly impossible.

Anticipating situations like this, he had endured excruciating pain to fuse the wings with his body, ensuring no one could take this priceless treasure from him.

Meanwhile—

The crowd was in uproar.

"The hand demon is stronger than I thought. The Golden Winged King still hasn't subdued him. Incredible!"

"Who would've thought the Immortal Realm had so many hidden geniuses? I've never even heard of this guy before, yet he's going toe-to-toe with the Golden Winged King—maybe even gaining the upper hand. Do you think the Golden Winged King might actually lose?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Qin Yang waved his arm in the air and shouted, "Brother Lin, knock him down! If you can suppress him, you'll be the undisputed peak of the younger generation in the Desolate Domain. All those self-proclaimed geniuses will be nothing but trash in your presence."

Suddenly, he caught Left Immortal's gaze and countered mockingly, "What are you looking at, Left Immortal? If you're not happy, come at me! But don't forget you're just a loser who couldn't even keep the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow. What's there to brag about?"

Qin Yang was riding the wave of newfound superiority. Once looked down upon, he had risen to a high and mighty status. Didn't they mock him for being weak before?

Now, just look—

With a Holy Weapon in hand, he was unstoppable.

Xiang Fei patted Qin Ahyang on the shoulder. "Brother Qin, keep it low-key. Don't stir up too much trouble. I sense many hidden experts lurking in the surroundings, waiting for their chance. They might show themselves after this battle ends, which could spell trouble for us."

"Oh?" Qin Yang scanned the area. Everything appeared calm, but the quieter it was, the more ominous it felt. There really might be someone hiding. "I'm the Little Immortal Venerable of the Qin Family—they wouldn't dare make a move against me, would they?"

"Not sure if they'd outright move against you, but they'd definitely dare to beat you up," Xiang Fei replied.

Qin Yang rubbed his chin. "So that's how it is."

Bang!

At this point—

The fight between Lin Fan and the Golden Winged King had escalated into a fever pitch.

No, wait—

"Escalated" wasn't the right word to describe it. It was more accurate to say that Lin Fan was now thoroughly beating down the Golden Winged King.

Xiang Fei had a rough sense of Lin Fan's strength, but the specifics were still unclear. What he did know, however, was that the Golden Winged King wasn't a match for Lin Fan. The gap between them was too wide.

Lin Fan had an impressive arsenal of Divine Skills and an exceptionally high cultivation level, bordering on mastery of the Dao itself. His seemingly simple punches and kicks were incredibly formidable.

"Ah!"

A cry of pain echoed.

The Golden Winged King was drenched in cold sweat, hunched over, and retreating continuously. He couldn't believe how strong Lin Fan was. Even with the Space-Time Golden Wings aiding his movements, Lin Fan could still pinpoint his location.

It was as though Lin Fan had eyes that could see through everything.

"How can you see where I am?" the Golden Winged King asked coldly. He found it unbelievable, but the evidence was right in front of him—whether he believed it or not didn't matter anymore.

Patting his chest, Lin Fan replied, "Feel it with your heart. The heart is our third eye. Your speed is indeed impressive, but…"

"Bullshit! That's not speed!" the Golden Winged King roared angrily.

Lin Fan sighed regretfully, "Oh, really? Then I must've misunderstood. Anyway, just feel with your heart."

The Golden Winged King burned with fury.

Damn your nonsense!