Inadvertently Invincible

Chapter 355: Who Dares to Disobey

Tranquility!

Everyone was surprised by Lin Fan's words.

To them, they obviously didn't expect the other person to say something like that.

'Isn't it not fair?'

When was there ever fairness in the world? The weak were prey to the strong, and you had to be beaten if you were weak.

Those with power could treat anyone as ants, and for those of them who didn't have any background, the only thing that could give them a way out was to cultivate the martial arts.

When they cultivate to the Innate Realm, they would complete the tasks of the Immortal Sect and get enough contribution points. They could participate in the examination, and once they have the spirit roots, they could soar to the sky and become a member of the Immortal Sect.

But often, the reality was cruel.

Even if their martial arts talent was excellent, they couldn't be immortal without their spirit roots.

In the end, they could only die out in the sea of people.

They would always be puppets under the control of people.

It was just a pity...

They still think about it. Even if they become disciples of the Immortal Sect, they would still be controlled by people without jumping out of that circle.

Even if their cultivation reached the True Stage and their qi was so strong that it was 150,000, it was still the same.

It's not guaranteed that they were not controlled by someone.

In the Underworld, there was a mysterious pair of eyes, watching you in places where you could not find them.

The old Sword God bowed his head and kneeled and said, "Thank you for giving the old martial ancestor the grace of re-creation."

He was being polite.

The crying and kneeling behaviour was really a little less than acceptable.

This old Sword God in front of him was quite old. He was afraid that his age was a few rounds older than him. And such behavior of the other side naturally caused other martial arts practitioners around to follow.

"Thank you for the rebuilding grace of the Martial Arts Ancestor."

They all knelt down to thank.

To them, this was the gift of re-creation, which they thought would remain like this for the rest of their lives, and eventually, they died of old age in their unwilling hearts. However, Lin Fan's appearance, selflessly passing out the martial arts cultivation method, would be hard for them to forget for the rest of their lives.

It was equivalent to giving them a second splendid life.

Lin Fan did not say much. He was bashful in his acceptance. If they really wanted to thank, they would have to thank the kid leader properly.

If that child was not willing to say it, how could he learn the method of martial arts cultivation from the Origin Tribe?

However, he knew why the Origin Tribe did not dare to spread the method of martial arts.

According to his speculation, the method of martial arts will involve more interests. If it prevailed, the cultivation of immortality would definitely not be the path to which everyone aspired.

Because people without spirit roots would practice the martial arts… and even those with spirit roots might practice martial arts so that it would be bad for immortal cultivation.

To put it more profoundly, perhaps that was the reason for the Immortal Realm. The method of cultivation in the Immortal Realm was to cultivate immortality, and when you suddenly appear a martial arts dao out of nowhere, wasn't that robbing the dao path?

So that...

The struggle here was very complicated. Perhaps only a trip to the Immortal Realm could determine if this was really the case.

"No need to thank you much. I hope you guys can pass through the martial arts dao and go to a higher pinnacle." Lin Fan slowly said.

The words just fell.

He directly turned into a stream of light message in the world.

At once, the crowd at the scene all reacted from a brief moment of confusion. Then, they scrambled towards the stone monument. They wanted to see what was actually recorded on the stone tablet.

The first person to rush to the stone tablet was a large man who was leaning forward and was inwardly exhilarated.

Just as he was about to perceive the method of martial arts on the stone monument, a sharp air-breaking sound came violently.

SWOOSH!

PUFF!

His head was directly covered by an iron shield, which then exploded, and a large amount of blood rolled down, staining the ground red.

"What?"

The crowd was greatly shocked. They had no idea what had happened.

Soon, several figures attacked from afar and then landed on the stone monument.

One of the men held an icy cold knife; his eyes were stern as he gazed at everyone and said, "Special Ambassador of the Immortal Sect, the stone monument is controlled by the Immortal Sect, no one is allowed to come half a step closer, otherwise they will be killed."

The voice rang out like thunder.

The man already knew that the monument was extraordinary, and his mission was that the monument was under their control and absolutely could not be left out.

The group of martial arts masters were stunned. They were furious.

"How can you do this as ambassadors of the Immortal Sect? This is the stone monument that was handed down by the old ancestor of the martial arts, who wanted the martial arts to flourish, and you are going against his will." A man said in defiance.

Swish!

A sword light swept through.

The sword light was condensed by internal energy and was extremely fast, making it difficult for martial arts practitioners to resist.

The man was horrified, his body was cold, and he thought he would die.

And then a figure appeared, blasting the sword light to pieces.

The old Sword God blocked in front of the man and looked directly at the other side, and said, "Don't you all think it's not too much?"

"This is the treasure left to us by the old martial ancestors. The treasure of generations of those without spirit roots. If you want to take it for yourselves, you are fighting against the martial arts practitioners of the world."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, thanked the old Sword God for coming to his rescue, and then hid far away. His heart palpitated.

"Hahahaha... Sword God, I haven't seen you for so many years, you still like to meddle so much."

Steeply, a blood-colored figure flashed by and landed next to the stone monument.

When the old Sword God saw the visitor, his face changed slightly, "Blood Slaughterer Tu Gang, I didn't expect that you didn't die, but also became a Special Ambassador of the Immortal Sect."

He really did not expect it.

The Immortal Sect's power in the Mortal Realm had recruited such a person as an ambassador, which was not the same as the Immortal Sect he had in mind.

Tu Gang said, "Hahahaha, this is natural. My position is not something you can imagine. Today this stone monument is taken away by the Immortal Sect. If everyone present dares to move differently, my lord will smash their heart with a slap."

The surrounding martial arts practitioners were horrified. They naturally knew who the Blood Butcher was. He was a terrifying innate master forty years ago, who had committed many evils and killed countless people. There was no telling how many powerful families had suffered at his hands.

….Even children were never spared.

It was even rumored that the Blood Butcher liked to eat the hearts of young children raw and also use people to cultivate evil power.

Back then, the Blood Butcher was an existence that everyone feared, but shouted at.

Eventually, the old Sword God stepped in and fought with the Blood Butcher in the Wei River for three days and nights. Finally, he was killed and fell into the boiling river, but he never thought he would die.

Therefore, at the moment the Blood Butcher came out, it did subdue most martial arts practitioners.

After all, the reputation of a man was the shadow of a tree. Those brutal and glorious deeds once scared most martial arts practitioners silly. Even if they were outnumbered, they thought they were no match for each other.

"As ambassadors of the Immortal Sect, how can you do such a thing?"

"That's right. We don't have spirit roots and only want to practice martial arts can we still be wrong?"

"Everyone, there are so many of us, why are we afraid of them? Drive them away."

Someone proposed. However, when he said this, he hid far away, not daring to come close. He was afraid that the opponent would know that he was the one who said it, and then he would be severely suppressed.

"Who said that?"

Just then, a figure descended from the sky. The crowd looked up and fiercely changed their faces because the other side flew across the sky without doing anything.

Those who could have such ability were definitely the people of the Immortal Sect.

"This...."

Everyone gave up resistance.

Because they were only martial arts people, how could they possibly fight against the Immortal Cultivator? It was impossible to measure the gap between the two.

"The stone monument will be taken away by the Immortal Sect, which one of you has an opinion?"

"Those who have an opinion can stand out and talk to me."

His arrival subdued everyone on the scene.

The crowd looked at the man standing on the stone monument in confusion. That was the man of the Immortal Sect, with terrifying strength. They were mortals, and in the eyes of the immortals, they were mere ants and could perhaps be destroyed in ashes with the lift of a hand.

The old Sword God gritted his teeth and was resigned in his heart. He knew that if no one spoke up, it would really be gone.

The Immortal Sect Ambassadors were all martial arts practitioners. If they were the only ones, they naturally wouldn't dare to be so reckless, but they knew that people from the Immortal Sect were following them, so they were fearless.

Even if there were many of them…

Even if they were stronger in martial arts cultivation…

Could they still have the guts to shout at the immortals?

The old Sword God said, "This is the inheritance left to us by the Martial Arts Ancestor, your Immortal Sect has no right to take it away."

When he shouted these words, Tu Gang gloated and laughed.

That Immortal Sect disciple watched coldly and didn't say anything more. He knew that there were times when it was necessary to make an example of the monkeys. If they didn't, the people wouldn't be afraid.

'Since this old thing is so arrogant, then he should be exterminated.'

After having this idea, the Immortal Sect disciple raised his hand, and a flying sword swooped towards the old Sword God.

For the old Sword God, he had a deep understanding of the sword art, but when faced with this blow. He felt immobilized.

It was as if he was locked.

"No..." The old Sword God looked hideous and tried to raise his hand to resist, but everything was so powerless.

'My life would be over...'

"Hey! I knew that some things are never that simple, but I really didn't expect that it would be someone from the Immortal Sect who made the move."

"How dare you all touch the martial heritage I brought back? Are you looking for death???!!"

BOOM!

The heart of that Immortal Sect disciple was originally unperturbed for him, but right at this moment, it set off huge waves.

The incoming flying sword fell to the ground with a clang as if it had been blocked.

The Immortal Sect disciple who was standing on the stone monument even suffered a heavy blow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling off the stone monument.

"Ah! The Martial Arts Ancestor has returned."

"Oh my, I knew the old ancestor must know what happened here."

Lin Fan slowly fell down and looked at that Immortal Sect disciple, "What sect are you? The martial arts dao is passed down from me, and you want to stand in the way?"

That Immortal Sect disciple looked terrified.

The feeling just now was terrifying.

He had no ability to support it at all.

"Who are you?" That Immortal Sect disciple asked warily as if he was afraid that the other side would make a move. He said bluntly, "I'm a disciple of the Hanging Sky Immortal Sect."

Lin Fan didn't expect the other side to be a disciple of the Hanging Sky Immortal Sect. That was indeed an acquaintance; the Sect Master of the Hanging Sky Immortal Sect had been saved by him.

"I, Lin Fan of the Greatest Martial Sect, have you heard of it?"

He was shocked!

The disciple's eyes rolled round when he heard this news as if he had seen a ghost.

"You...."

With this look on his face, it was obvious that he recognized him.

"Get lost!"

Lin Fan waved his hand, not wanting to say one more word of nonsense, "Go back and tell your people that I will kill anyone who dares to cut off the martial art inheritance that has been passed down to me."