CHAPTER 424: CHAPTER 0421: MARTIAL ARTS ULTIMATE BODY

Xiang Fei was getting beaten up.

Qin Yang cursed with the fiercest words.

"Consider this—resistance from your flesh while humiliation strikes your spirit."

"You exert force, I spit venom—we partner in perfect sync, unbeatable across the world."

Xiang Fei felt immense pressure. The mysterious entity’s oppressive aura was too terrifying. He glanced at Lin Fan, visibly anxious, unsure of what to do. But now, he couldn’t offer any help. Everything depended on Brother Lin overcoming the difficulty on his own.

At this moment...

Lin Fan’s body underwent a drastic change.

Only he himself knew—after swallowing the divine artifact, shouldn’t he directly acquire the Immortal Body?

Why was it so excruciating?

"You damn useless assistant."

"Couldn’t even fully explain its effects. If you had given a detailed introduction, at least this wouldn’t have happened."

Lin Fan retained his sanity.

The pain engulfed him, yet he could endure it. To him, if he couldn’t even bear this, then what meaning was left in cultivating?

Now was the time to choose an Immortal Body. He hadn’t fully grasped what these twelve Immortal Bodies entailed, but one thing was certain—these Immortal Bodies were among the most formidable in all of history.

Just the word "ancient" alone carried immense significance.

Such stringent conditions for formation—countless warriors fell in group battles, no one even knew how many fought. And it happened right here at this place. Unimaginable.

Suddenly...

He sensed it.

[Martial Arts Ultimate Body: A nonexistent Martial Arts Body born from the collective obsession of all beings, emerging supreme from the void and chaos.]

At that instant...

An image flashed in his mind.

A giant with bulging muscles stood astride the cosmic star river, his gaze blazing like a torch, illuminating a pitch-dark galaxy. He roared furiously:

"I set forth a goal beyond this world—my aim is the Ultimate Path."

Immediately following...

The Martial Arts giant roared again.

"I swear upon forty-eight vows."

"First vow: I vow that Martial Arts shall suffer no frailty or illness; if this wish fails, I shall not ascend as Ancestor."

"Second vow: I vow that practitioners of Martial Arts shall share a unified heart and spirit; if this wish fails, I shall not ascend as Ancestor."

"..."

"Forty-eighth vow: I vow that Martial and Immortal coexist across all heavens; if this wish fails, I shall not ascend as Ancestor."

"If these vows remain unfulfilled, I swear not to attain Martial Ancestorhood."

In an instant, from all directions, countless thoughts and wills condensed into a vast surge towards the giant, but darkness descended...

Boom!

The star river shattered, and the giant dissolved into specks of starlight, scattered across the galaxy.

"Ha!"

Lin Fan came to, gasping heavily. Earlier, he had felt the astonishing pressure overwhelming him.

"What was that image just now?"

Martial Ancestor?

In the Immortal Realm, he was referred to by Martial Arts practitioners as Martial Ancestor. But the figure he had just seen—seemed to be the true Martial Ancestor, who swore the forty-eight great vows, ultimately condensing into the Ultimate Body.

And yet, he dissipated, perished.

Perhaps it was to perpetuate hope.

At the cost of his own self, he passed on his hope. Someday, those forty-eight vows would be fulfilled.

"Brother Lin, stop zoning out now that you’re awake." Qin Yang’s voice called out.

Lin Fan snapped back to his senses, finally noticing the situation around him. Xiang Fei had summoned the Holy Weapon and was defending against something. That’s right—oppressive aura. Earlier, the mysterious entity’s oppressive aura had swept through.

"I’ve recovered—don’t panic."

Lin Fan’s immunity to the oppression reached its peak, and he further felt his Martial Arts Realm advancing rapidly. This arrival of the Martial Arts Ultimate Body had brought a massive improvement to his cultivation realm.

[Martial Arts Realm: Divine Martial Stage Three.]

This represented a tremendous leap—from Immortal Martial directly into the Divine Martial system, now equal to the Immortal Path.

No one had expected that acquiring the Martial Arts Ultimate Body would bring such immense benefit.

It must have been the terrifying power contained in this Ultimate Body, propelling him to this level.

Just as Lin Fan prepared to take action...

The mysterious entity’s oppressive aura suddenly dissipated.

"Hmm! Strange. What kind of Immortal Body did you obtain? Why can’t I discern it?" asked the mysterious entity.

Qin Yang cursed furiously, "You conniving bastard, turns out you prey on the weak and fear the strong. Now that you know my Brother Lin is awake and you can’t provoke him, you’ve decided to behave, huh?"

Phew!

Xiang Fei withdrew the Holy Weapon, looking slightly drained. Facing the oppressive aura of the mysterious entity had ultimately left him strained.

Lin Fan replied, "Not being able to discern it is normal. If you could see through it, wouldn’t that make it a joke?"

"You just attacked my brothers, scheming against me. Truthfully, I’d love to have a proper chat with you about this."

Qin Yang pulled Lin Fan’s sleeve and pointed to a ground-level cave entrance nearby. "Brother Lin, that oppressive aura came from this cave entrance. If you ask me, he’s definitely trapped in there, unable to come out. If we want revenge, we have to strike at his weakness."

Lin Fan approached the cave entrance and peered inside—it was pitch dark. He then took out the Mixed Element Golden Gourd, aimed at the entrance, and released the Golden River Water.

"Let’s flood the Golden Mountain."

The Mixed Element Golden Gourd—what sort of precious artifact was that? The Golden River Water contained within weighed as much as a mountain. As it poured into the cave, sounds of enraged roaring emerged.

"Brother Xiang, Brother Qin, quickly add some seasoning to the mix, and then we’ll leave."

Lin Fan undid his robe, relieved himself directly into the cave entrance.

Qin Yang’s eyes lit up with glee. "Wow, such depraved behavior—I like it!"

Right after saying that, he joined in, standing beside Lin Fan and contributing his own.

"Your Qin Yang recently has been a bit flushed. Here’s some yellow urine to douse your face—may it be fiery and golden for you!"

Such conduct indeed lacked the elegance of a scion from the Immortal Venerable family.

"Brother Xiang, why are you stunned? This opportunity shouldn’t be missed. Don’t forget you were coughing up blood earlier."

Qin Yang urged Xiang Fei, who was standing dumbly by. He noticed Xiang Fei’s earnest and somewhat straightforward nature—people like him were bound to suffer. In the future, Qin Yang vowed to "train" him properly.

Xiang Fei couldn’t fathom doing such a thing.

But seeing Lin Fan and Qin Yang both doing this, if he didn’t, he’d feel left out—his lack of "madness" making him out of sync with the group.

Thus, he gingerly stepped up beside them, slowly undoing his robe.

Silence fell upon the heavens and earth.

The three "Lucky Sons of Fortune" turned their backs on the world, committing such atrocious acts against an innocent cave entrance.

"Ah... Refreshing." Qin Yang displayed a satisfied expression and even gave a shake. The anger he’d held had now thoroughly been returned to its rightful owner.

Lin Fan had no interest in uncovering the mysterious entity’s identity.

There was no need.

Digging into who he was would only lead to endless wrangling. Instead, Lin Fan decided to continue searching the vast cave mansions for treasures. At the very least, Brother Xiang and Brother Qin deserved some benefits.

"Let’s go."

Lin Fan said.

The trio wasted no time lingering and immediately departed, fleeing far away.

Xiang Fei gazed at Lin Fan. He noticed Brother Lin’s aura had grown even more powerful and unfathomable.

"Damn it, damn it—they got away!" The mysterious entity roared furiously, powerless to act further. But he desperately wanted to uncover what kind of Immortal Body Lin Fan had obtained. That heavenly divine artifact—a singular entity more extraordinary than most realized—possessed its own sentience.

Without its recognition, even stealing it would prove useless.

It would always return to its rightful place.

He had encountered the divine artifact long ago, yet ultimately...

He had been suppressed due to the divine artifact, remaining confined here for countless years.

"Brother Lin, what exactly did you consume earlier? Afterward, you burned so intensely, like the scorching sun," Qin Yang asked curiously.

"Brother Qin, the matter is already behind us—no need to pry," Xiang Fei said, disliking the probing of others’ affairs.

Lin Fan waved his hand dismissively: "No problem. Indeed, it was a divine artifact. After consuming it, one could obtain an Immortal Body. But as for which Immortal Body I acquired, I can’t disclose. It involves too many secrets—knowing may not be beneficial."

Recently, his mind underwent severe torment, yet he remained aware of external events.

Xiang Fei and Qin Yang were both solid companions.

Their bond had been forged through life-and-death experiences.

However, the Martial Arts Ultimate Body carried immense significance, especially in the Immortal Realm. It likely belonged to the realm of forbidden knowledge. Revealing it frivolously would undoubtedly make Lin Fan a target hunted by ancient, powerful beings.

In his current state, keeping a low profile was his top priority.

"Oh, so it’s just an Immortal Body? Disappointing. My Qin Yang possesses an Immortal Body too, so I’m not impressed," Qin Yang said without much interest upon learning it was merely Immortal Body lineage, having anticipated something more astonishing.

Though Xiang Fei, from Lin Fan’s words, inferred the Immortal Body was extraordinary.

It clearly involved countless ancient secrets.

He resolved to keep the matter to himself, neither disclosing nor investigating further.

At that moment...

A beam of golden light shot forth from afar. Lin Fan sensed it, swung his palm, and shattered the golden light instantly.

"You scoundrels—I finally found you!"

Left Immortal appeared, looking rather disheveled but otherwise unscathed. His gaze towards Lin Fan and the others resembled that of a starving wolf, itching to devour the trio.

"Return the divine artifact now!"

He had exerted tremendous effort to escape from the grasp of the Prime Flood Dragon, only to relentlessly hunt down these three wretches. For someone of his stature, never had he suffered such indignities. Even against Daluo Golden Immortals, he could slay them with ease.

Against ordinary Immortal Monarchs, he could navigate skillfully.

But unexpectedly...

At such a pivotal moment, he had been humiliated by mere nobodies.

Lin Fan responded, "Young friend, mind your choice of words—we’re civilized beings here. Speak without vulgarity, curse without bringing mothers into it. Civility is key."

Qin Yang couldn’t help but retort, "Left Immortal, for someone of your stature, how can your speech be so crude? In the presence of me, Qin Little Immortal Venerable, don’t you know to mind your conduct?"

"I curse your mother!"

Perhaps not wanting to embarrass himself before Lin Fan and Xiang Fei, Qin Yang mustered courage and drew upon his Immortal Venerable family heritage and the authority of the Little Immortal Venerable.

"Qin Yang, dare you speak to me like this?" Left Immortal glared at Qin Yang in heated fury, surprised to find the latter’s attitude so brazen after just a short while.

Lin Fan and Xiang Fei exchanged glances.

Without deeper engagement...

One might never understand how many brutal beatings Qin Yang had endured.

A direct descendent of Immortal Venerable bloodline might indeed be boundless in arrogance.

But the former War King, now Left Immortal, were figures Qin Yang feared deeply.

Despite this, the prideful Qin Yang, unwilling to lose face in front of them, stubbornly confronted Left Immortal. Truly, pride—at times—could indeed lead to disaster.

"Insolence!"

Qin Yang yelled fiercely, pointing at Left Immortal: "How dare you speak to me, the Little Immortal Venerable, in that tone? Adjust your attitude properly before speaking to me. Otherwise, I won’t even acknowledge you."

An audacious retort.

The message was crystal clear.

"Who do you think you are?"

No matter how arduous the future might become, at this moment, no one could dampen his boldness.