Accidentally invincible!

"How could this happen?"

Left Immortal couldn't accept the situation before him. The Golden Winged King was actually inferior to his opponent. Although he hadn't yet been defeated, he was now at a disadvantage. Damn it, truly damn it! The Golden Winged King was the orthodox heir, selected as the strongest from tens of thousands of direct descendants.

Logically, dealing with an unknown individual shouldn't have posed any problems.

But what was going on now?

At this moment.

The Golden Winged King's expression darkened, the fury in his heart erupted suddenly. "You will pay the price. This is the cost of provoking me."

"Space-Time Holy Fist!"

A drop of essence blood flew out from the Golden Winged King's forehead, merging into the Space-Time Golden Wings. Instantly, the wings radiated brilliance, and the surrounding heaven and earth were affected, turning illusory.

Time and space emerged.

This was a power he couldn't fully control. The might of time and space rendered everything uncertain. At this moment, his fist was enveloped in golden light, the space around it distorted, pushing through time and space, pressing toward Lin Fan.

"What terrifying power."

Hidden in the Void, the powerful figures observed intently. This was the power of time and space. Although faint, it was not something just anyone could withstand.

"So what if it's time and space?"

Lin Fan said softly.

The Golden Winged King was puzzled. What did his opponent mean by this? But soon, he understood.

"Cut!"

Lin Fan performed the Tao Level Divine Power — Great Cutting Skill. An invisible blade swept across, severing space in half. To the Golden Winged King, he had thought using the Space-Time Holy Fist would be sufficient to kill Lin Fan.

But suddenly.

He felt an overwhelming sense of danger wash over him, sweat dripping profusely. What was going on? Why did he feel this way? The panic was as if his very life was at stake.

Splurt!

Blood spurted forth.

"I..."

The Golden Winged King's eyes widened, his movements stiffened. Splurt, the sound of something being torn apart burst forth. His upper body separated from his lower body.

A massive amount of blood sprayed everywhere.

"How could this happen?"

The Golden Winged King wasn't dead yet. Such an injury would be fatal to ordinary people, but for someone like him, as long as his head wasn't smashed or his heart wasn't destroyed, he wouldn't perish.

Lin Fan stepped forward, grabbing the Golden Winged King's hair. "Apologies, my methods are a bit cruel. The sharpness of the divine power was hard to control, and I ended up cutting your body apart."

Silence.

Everything in the surroundings went quiet.

The Immortals gawked at the scene before them, as though they had seen a ghost. No way… This was the orthodox heir, the Golden Winged King, a warrior capable of killing even a Daluo Golden Immortal. And yet, he was now cut in half by an unknown… no, slightly infamous lunatic.

Qin Yang exclaimed, "Brother Lin, impressive! Handling such characters should be dealt with like this."

"You dare kill me?" the Golden Winged King roared. However, he noticed Lin Fan's gaze was somewhat off, as if he were a man stripped bare.

What kind of gaze was this?

Why was it so wicked? Damn it, what the hell did this guy intend to do?

"Relax, you won't die just yet. It's rare to encounter a prodigy with such abundant fortune. With your luck, acquiring treasures like these is natural," Lin Fan said.

The Golden Winged King, being an orthodox heir, indeed had formidable destiny.

Even Left Immortal and the War King couldn't compare to him.

If one were to mention someone whose fortune surpassed his, it would be none other than the Heavenly Court's Young Emperor. That guy's fortune was vast as the sea, so thick it could ensnare someone merely by looking at it. When Lin Fan had encountered the Young Emperor, he realized this individual's fortune seemed to have the ability to manipulate others' fortunes.

It was like the ocean embracing a hundred rivers.

The Young Emperor's fortune could accommodate the fortune of others.

"What do you mean?"

The Golden Winged King didn't quite understand, but soon, he realized what was happening.

Seizing Heaven's fortune.

What Lin Fan was employing now was nothing short of a Tao Level Divine Power. Any divine skills practiced to this level had reached their peak. For anyone else newly learning such techniques, outright absorbing their effects would have been impossible.

"No… My mind suddenly feels hollow, as if I'm becoming mundane."

"You're absorbing my fortune!"

The Golden Winged King cried out in terror, "Someone save me! He's cultivating an evil divine skill, absorbing my fortune. If my fortune is entirely devoured, none of you will escape. Quickly, act now!"

His cries were loud, but alas, it seemed no one wanted to heed them.

They all sought self-preservation. No one dared involve themselves in this matter.

"Wow, Brother Lin's methods are too domineering. I really want to learn this divine skill," Qin Yang said enthusiastically, especially as he watched streams of invisible energy flowing from the Golden Winged King into Lin Fan's body. It was absolutely overwhelming.

Xiang Fei frowned, "How could there be such a domineering divine skill? Logically, such actions should invite calamity."

Qin Yang retorted, "Brother Xiang, this just shows how little you've seen. What's wrong with seizing others' fortune to enhance oneself? Don't we consume other beings to replenish our own vitality? This is just survival of the fittest, one thing conquering another."

"You do make a somewhat twisted point," Xiang Fei replied.

Qin Yang curled his lip. Twisted? It was clearly the truth!

When Lin Fan finished absorbing the Golden Winged King's fortune, the previously radiant man suddenly became rather mundane. Despite his handsome appearance, he now seemed unremarkable, lacking vitality—like an empty shell with only a passable exterior.

"You absorbed my fortune! The Golden Clan won't let you go," the Golden Winged King said, his expression desolate, but his gaze still vicious as he stared at Lin Fan, wishing to devour him whole.

"You truly had impressive fortune. Thanks for the contribution," Lin Fan said with a smile.

Earlier, the Golden Winged King had been domineering, intent on killing him. But alas, he wasn't skilled enough and got caught. Who could he blame? Had he been polite earlier, Lin Fan might have reciprocated, addressing him as a Daoist in return.

The Golden Winged King felt as though he would vomit blood, but with so much blood already flowing out below, there wasn't any left to spit. Just as he was about to curse a few more lines, he noticed Lin Fan's eyes were locked onto the Space-Time Golden Wings on his back.

"Don't go too far! Leave some leeway for future encounters. If you dare lay hands on my Space-Time Golden Wings, no matter where you flee, the Golden Clan will hunt you relentlessly," he roared in desperation, panic creeping into his heart. What kind of demon was this? Why was he so greedy? After taking his fortune, now he even coveted his treasure?

Lin Fan shook his head, "A commoner with a treasure is irrelevant. Without fortune, you can no longer escape calamity. When you encounter a strong opponent, you will surely perish."

"Are you saying that if I hand over the Space-Time Golden Wings, you'll let me go?" The Golden Winged King's conditions grew lower and lower. If he couldn't keep the wings, he could at least preserve his life. He firmly believed in his own invincibility. Even without fortune, so what? He was sure that with his indomitable will, he could ascend to even greater heights.

Destruction leads to renewal, breaking brings rebuilding.

He believed this was his fateful opportunity.

The road was treacherous, but his heart remained invincible.

Lin Fan blinked, surprised, "Who told you that? When did I ever say I'd let you go?"

"Wasn't that what you just implied?!" The Golden Winged King's head felt ready to explode. Was this guy toying with him?

Lin Fan came to his senses. Ah, it must have been the earlier exchange that led to the misunderstanding. "Haha, Golden Wing Daoist, you've misunderstood. What I meant earlier was merely to make you understand what losing your fortune would lead to. Since being out in the world would result in your death anyway, why not let it be me? Dying at the hands of someone like me isn't shameful for you."

"You…" The Golden Winged King glared at Lin Fan, his fury reaching levels he had never experienced before.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan grabbed hold of the Space-Time Golden Wings. The movement startled the Golden Winged King, whose expression changed drastically as he bellowed, "How dare you! No one can save you!"

"Aaaah!"

Crack!

The sound of muscle tearing echoed.

The Golden Winged King let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The surrounding Immortals nearly gasped aloud. They hadn't expected Lin Fan to be so terrifying, so ruthless. He was trying to rip the Golden Winged King's treasure from his very body.

The pain from such an act—who could endure it?

Just the agony alone would be enough to make someone pass out from sheer suffering.

"He's truly gone too far! The Golden Winged King is a prodigy of the Golden Clan. Acting like this is tantamount to standing against their entire clan."

"The consequences are unimaginable."

"At the very least, it means he's doomed."

Upon hearing the sound of muscles being ripped apart, Qin Yang's heart shuddered violently. "Oh my, Brother Lin is truly ruthless. Look at how pitiful Golden Wing Daoist looks—I almost feel bad for him."

Xiang Fei commented, "This is the best approach right now. Brother Lin has already thoroughly offended the Golden Clan. He might as well go all the way, kill him, and take all the treasures."

Crack!

With a low growl, Lin Fan gave a powerful pull, tearing away a chunk of flesh. The Space-Time Golden Wings, this Immortal Treasure, was now in his hand. The Golden Winged King, already barely alive, was in dire straits. The moment the treasure was ripped from him.

His state worsened drastically.

His face turned deathly pale.

His vitality rapidly drained, leaving him utterly crippled.

Weakly, the Golden Winged King raised his head to glare at Lin Fan. His voice was filled with hatred as he rasped, "You will pay the price for this. The Golden Clan won't spare you. You've stolen my treasure and drained my fortune. There will be no place for you in the Immortal Realm."

But no matter how many threats he uttered, it was futile.

At this point, what could he possibly do to resist?

"Haha, that's nothing for you to worry about. There are some things you just do without considering the consequences. Congratulations, you've become the unluckiest prodigy."

"Do you know why Left Immortal hasn't been provoking me?"

"Because he knows he's not strong enough, and he doesn't dare challenge me head-on. You, on the other hand, leapt forward willingly. If you'd won, he might have gotten the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow. But since you lost, he might also have been hoping I'd be gravely injured so he could strike."

"Unfortunately…"

"He won't get that chance."

Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the distant, expressionless Left Immortal. Although the latter appeared calm, Lin Fan knew he was internally panicking.