Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 144 - 0: Country Bumpkin, You Know Nothing

Lin Fan swaggered out, forming a stark contrast with Wu Ji, who shrank his body like a pitiful wretch.

How does the saying go?

No comparison, no harm.

The Yellow Wind Demon scrutinized the two Human Clan juniors — utterly ordinary. One appeared calm on the surface, while the other was so frightened he had lost his wits.

This was all within reason.

Before him, the mighty Yellow Wind Demon, how could mere Human Clan juniors remain composed?

"It seems my reputation as Yellow Wind Demon precedes me among your Human Clan cultivators. Knowing who I am, you still show yourselves here. Do you have any idea what consequences await you?"

The Yellow Wind Demon looked pleased with himself. It had been a long time since he roamed the world wreaking havoc, yet people still recognized his renown. What did this mean?

It meant he was extraordinary.

Wu Ji lowered his stance and said, "Esteemed Yellow Wind Senior, we stumbled upon this place by accident. We beg your immense generosity to let us go. We truly mean no harm."

He deeply regretted it now.

When Fellow Daoist Lin told him not to come down earlier, he really should have listened.

Would the other party let him go?

No need to think about it — absolutely impossible.

The opponent was a Demon, and they were Immortal Sect disciples. It was already generous if the Demon didn’t devour them. Hoping to be spared? A fool’s dream.

"Let you go? Hahahaha, that’s the funniest thing I’ve heard since I attained the Dao. None of you are leaving. Stay and die. I’ll eat you piece by piece and devour your Divine Souls to strengthen mine."

The Yellow Wind Demon laughed maniacally. These two Human Clan cultivators before him were like fish on a chopping board — there was no chance of them turning the tables.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, move aside. This has nothing to do with you. Don’t get in my way." Lin Fan waved dismissively, signaling Wu Ji to step away. This guy was just too cowardly, groveling to a Demon — what a joke.

True cultivators, when faced with a Demon, usually said something like, "Demon, I’d rather die than surrender!" Then they’d draw their swords and engage in a chaotic battle, only to be brutally killed in the end.

Wu Ji covered his face, feeling like slamming his head into the ground.

He didn’t think Fellow Daoist Lin was such a reckless person. Yet now, this behavior seemed completely different from the maturity and steadiness shown earlier — as if they were two entirely different people.

Lin Fan stepped forward toward the Yellow Wind Demon, "Eliminating Demons to uphold the Dao is everyone’s duty. Just by looking at you, I can tell you’re no good. Add to that this despicable surroundings — you’re plainly evil incarnate."

"Running into me today, consider yourself cursed by bad karma for eight lifetimes! Once I slay you, I’ll pluck all your fur and make myself a fine fur coat."

He was clearly provoking the opponent.

The angrier the opponent got, the more it worked to Lin Fan’s advantage.

Wu Ji almost fainted at Lin Fan’s words. What the hell? Lord of Heaven, if only he’d known this Fellow Daoist Lin was so audacious, he wouldn’t have joined forces with Lin Fan even if beaten to death.

This was blatantly aggravating the Demon further, deliberately poking the hornet’s nest!

"What did you just say?" The Yellow Wind Demon roared thunderously, already enraged beyond measure by Lin Fan’s words. The Demon’s true form was a weasel, but unlike common weasels, he was a five-tailed weasel.

His mother was a weasel, and his father was a Fox Demon. The combination caused a mutation in his bloodline, making him differ from ordinary weasels.

He took more pride in his Fox Demon lineage.

"Enough nonsense. If you’re so bold, come and kill me already." Lin Fan yelled impatiently, practically begging for the other party to attack. "Hurry up! I’m dying of eagerness. If you don’t make a move, I’ll feel uncomfortable."

Lin Fan felt helpless.

He actually wanted to strike first.

The problem was, given his current cultivation level, how could he make the first move?

Perhaps even his strongest attack would look like a joke to the adversary.

"Damn you! I’ll grind your bones to dust!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

a terrifying demonic aura erupted from the Yellow Wind Demon. Suddenly, a massive black hand tore through the air, exuding such overwhelming power that, without the support of the reverse-Heavenly Saints set, one might have wet themselves in terror.

"We’re doomed."

Wu Ji stood frozen, dumbfounded. One look at the move’s execution confirmed the Yellow Wind Demon’s mastery of Divine Skills. Running wouldn’t help; escape was impossible. So why bother? He could only stand still.

Lin Fan looked up and laughed loudly, "Good! I’m standing right here. Let’s see how you try to hurt me."

In an instant,

the massive hand descended, pressing directly over Lin Fan’s head. Yet, it remained suspended, blocked by an invisible and mystical force.

"What?"

The Yellow Wind Demon’s expression changed dramatically, stunned beyond words. He thought that one Divine Skill would bring the opponent to his knees. But this—this was completely unexpected.

"Ah!"

The Yellow Wind Demon refused to relent. His mana surged explosively once more.

Crunch! Crunch!

The black hand clenched its fingers, but as the fingers struck an invisible barrier, a crisp sound echoed.

Boom!

The black hand shattered into pieces, dissipating into smoke.

"Impressive! The Sky Covering Demon Hand Great Divine Power is truly fierce, but against my Krypton Gold Immortal Body? Not good enough. Come, show me what else you’ve got. I’d love to see your other tricks." Lin Fan stood firm, utterly unimpressed by the Demon’s efforts, even taunting him further.

The Yellow Wind Demon’s face turned ugly.

Krypton Gold Immortal Body?

He’d never heard of such a thing. True Immortal Bodies were rare and precious — how could one just pop up?

"Darn you, Human Clan cultivator! Immortal Body or not, you must die!"

The Yellow Wind Demon flipped his hand, summoning a tiny umbrella that floated above his palm. With a fierce toss, the umbrella spun rapidly, growing larger until it became a towering Soul Extinguishing Umbrella as tall as a person.

This was a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact the Yellow Wind Demon had retrieved from a Demonic Secret Realm. The umbrella’s surface was adorned with grotesque imagery, and its handle was crafted from countless human skulls, with a ghastly green demonic aura swirling around it.

Whoosh!

The Soul Extinguishing Umbrella spun to hover over Lin Fan’s head, shooting countless green beams of light that immediately engulfed him.

"Hahahaha! Under the might of my Soul Extinguishing Umbrella, you’ll turn into a mindless walking corpse!"

The Yellow Wind Demon had great confidence in this Middle Grade Artifact.

In the past, he’d used it to slay countless strong opponents — even elite Human Clan cultivators. His greatest feat was taking down a Longevity Sixth Realm of Unity powerhouse.

Though the opponent had been gravely injured, spanning such a massive cultivation gap wasn’t easy.

This demonstrated the umbrella’s terrifying power.

"Yellow Wind Demon, that umbrella of yours is pretty neat. A Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact isn’t something just anyone can possess. It shows you’ve been doing quite well for yourself." Lin Fan smirked, impressed by the quality BOSS-tier loot.

"What?"

The Yellow Wind Demon was utterly horrified. How could this be happening? Just who was this person? Why was the Soul Extinguishing Umbrella ineffective?

The umbrella’s greatest capability was its indifference to cultivation levels. It directly targeted and annihilated Divine Souls. A damaged Divine Soul would drastically weaken its owner, leaving them defenseless against final obliteration.

"Impossible."

"I’ve dominated for centuries! How can I fail to defeat a mere Human Clan cultivator?"

"Yellow Spring Hell!"

In an instant,

the Yellow Wind Demon unleashed his most powerful Great Divine Power. mana coursing through him like a torrential flood.

An illusionary world unfolded around them.

No...

It wasn’t an illusion. The settings appeared disturbingly real, permeated with a ghostly and foreboding chill that enshrouded the heavens and earth.

The Yellow Spring Hell was a Great Divine Power the Yellow Wind Demon stumbled upon through fortuitous means.

It was an unparalleled, formidable Great Divine Power.

When fully mastered, it could manifest an entire Hellscape, leveraging its forces to crush foes.

However, mastering it was monumentally challenging.

Even after a thousand years of practice, mastery wasn’t guaranteed.

After nearly a century, the Yellow Wind Demon had barely reached the entry-level stage of this Great Divine Power.

"Naihe Bridge!"

The Yellow Wind Demon roared. Within the eerie and horrifying landscape, a weathered, ancient bridge materialized. Behind the bridge, two ominous words appeared:

"Naihe."

So fearsome was this Great Divine Power that it even conjured visible souls of the dead.

Lin Fan appeared to be trapped in Hell itself, standing amidst an endless void of darkness, eyes fixated solely on the bridge.

"What kind of Divine Skill is this?" Wu Ji collapsed to the ground, trembling. He wanted to stay composed but couldn’t. The terror-inducing scene around him nearly made him wet his pants.

Lin Fan had only one thought in his mind:

Holy crap! This is terrifying!

Truthfully, he was scared out of his wits. The environment had changed so suddenly — and into something so frightening besides. Without the reverse-Heavenly Saints set to lean on for support, he’d be toast.

"Go repent in Hell!"

The Yellow Wind Demon growled, his five fingers closing into a fist. The Naihe Bridge transformed into a streak of light, rushing toward Lin Fan with unstoppable force.

BOOM!

The streak of light carried an aura of death so pervasive that merely touching it meant certain doom.

The Yellow Wind Demon didn’t believe Lin Fan could survive the might of this Great Divine Power.

It would all be over soon.

Of course, it was an honor that a mere Human Clan cultivator could drive him to unleash such a fearsome technique, but alas, fate granted no favor. Lin Fan only had himself to blame.

Until slowly,

something seemed off.

"Not bad. Your Yellow Spring Hell Great Divine Power is truly formidable. Ordinary folks wouldn’t stand a chance. But... the power of the Krypton Gold Immortal Body is beyond your comprehension."

"Now, take this!"

Lin Fan spoke calmly.

He didn’t care how ugly the Yellow Wind Demon’s expression became.

He simply raised his hand slowly.

At once,

a formation emerged beneath his feet, spinning into existence. At the same time, a glowing circle appeared in front of his extended palm, full of intricate patterns — none of which anyone could decipher.

But the energy the Yellow Wind Demon had unleashed earlier now seemed contained within it.

He was about to return it all undiminished.

"What kind of Divine Skill is this?" The Yellow Wind Demon’s face twisted as he sensed the aura emanating from Lin Fan. Something felt disturbingly familiar.

Lin Fan grinned.

"Country bumpkin... so ignorant."

"Rest in peace."