CHAPTER 559: CHAPTER 0551: REGARDLESS OF WHETHER YOU CAN BEAT THEM OR NOT, YOU CAN’T LOSE MOMENTUM

Suddenly, someone appeared nearby.

The Mouse Emperor Immortal was naturally tense—his current situation was not ideal. Surrounded and attacked by four Immortal Emperors, no matter how astonishing his skills were, it was nearly impossible to fend off their assassination attempts.

In a one-on-one duel, the Mouse Emperor Immortal was confident he could drive the opponent away.

But facing four enemies simultaneously was far too difficult.

It wasn’t something that could be subdued easily.

"Fellow Daoist, you are... Oh, it’s Lin, Fellow Daoist Lin!" The Mouse Emperor Immortal’s face brightened in recognition of the newcomer, but his expression quickly turned worried as he said, "Fellow Daoist, leave at once! These thieves are set on killing me. If you get involved, it will surely put you at great risk."

Even at this moment, the Mouse Emperor Immortal was thinking of Lin Fan’s safety.

This kind of Mouse Immortal was truly loyal and righteous. How many Immortals of the Human Clan could accomplish such selflessness?

"Come with me," Lin Fan said.

Boom!

He retrieved all the treasures he had originally prepared to place in the Chaos Secret Realm to entice Immortals and detonated them directly. Though a single Immortal Treasure might be insignificant to an Immortal Emperor,

the simultaneous explosion of so many Immortal Treasures,

created a terrifying force that could only be described as earth-shattering.

The destructive momentum tore through the Heavenly Vault, white annihilation energy surged violently, spreading outwards in waves, obliterating everything in its path.

The Pure Yang Immortal Emperor’s face darkened. With a lift of his hand, a torrent of mana erupted fiercely in his palm, as though tracing the source of the destructive power triggered by the Immortal Treasures. He concentrated it, compressing it together until it became a singularity, and suddenly—

it vanished into thin air, completely disappearing from the world.

"Who?"

They knew someone had intervened and tried to rescue the Mouse Emperor Immortal, but as Immortal Emperors, how could they allow someone to snatch someone from their grasp?

Not only was it a blow to their dignity, but if word spread, they’d be ridiculed endlessly. They couldn’t afford to lose face.

Lin Fan, with the Mouse Emperor Immortal in tow, initially thought they could escape.

But he underestimated the Immortal Emperors’ capabilities.

They possessed powers that surpassed the Immortal Kings, locking down the heavens and overturning rules as if it were child’s play.

"The escape route is blocked,"

Lin Fan halted in his tracks and glanced back. Detonating countless Immortal Treasures had seemed like a hopeful strategy to delay the Immortal Emperors, but now it appeared overly optimistic.

"Heh! Where did this little brat spring from, daring to snatch someone from us?"

The Pure Yang Immortal Emperor noticed Lin Fan and smirked. As Immortal Emperors, they regarded Lin Fan casually, intrigued but unconcerned.

Moreover, they weren’t worried about Lin Fan escaping.

To flee from their grasp? That was pure fantasy.

"Esteemed Immortal Emperors," Lin Fan began, clasping his hands in a respectful gesture, "This humble junior, Lin Fan, is a close friend of the Mouse Emperor Immortal. Upon hearing that you wish to kill my friend, I’ve traveled ten thousand miles to intervene. Might I ask what grievances exist between you Immortal Emperors and my friend? If there’s anything I can resolve, I will do my utmost to assist."

Lin Fan remained courteous, knowing he was facing four Immortal Emperors. If diplomacy failed, he was prepared to turn hostile.

Though nervous,

Lin Fan had walked the path of defiance before. Coupled with his seemingly boundless fortune, the prospect of dying here seemed improbable.

"Hahaha!"

The Pure Yang Immortal Emperor laughed uproariously. His laughter carried arrogance and disdain as he pointed a finger at Lin Fan, saying:

"Do you truly think you’re capable of protecting him? Do you not understand that even your own pitiful life is hanging by a thread?"

Such words were indeed infuriating.

Lin Fan felt irritated.

"Senior must be joking. This humble junior is well aware of his limitations, but you Supreme Immortal Emperors, standing just one step from the Immortal Venerable Dao Fruit, why expend your efforts on my friend?"

"Although my friend’s origins may be humble, he has been cultivating here for a thousand years. In the matters of Dao, he holds profound insights. Why not find a place to sit and allow this friend of mine to engage in discussion with you Immortal Emperors?"

Lin Fan spoke earnestly, with sincerity beyond reproach, showing the utmost respect.

In his journey through the Immortal Realm,

such considerate words had been rare. Those who received such treatment from him were undoubtedly true friends.

Though the Mouse Emperor Immortal was a mighty Immortal Emperor, his expression now seemed somewhat aggrieved.

Understandably so.

He had lived peacefully in his Cave Mansion, offending no one, welcoming all guests warmly—even mastering the principles of the "Guest Theory." His hospitality was unparalleled.

Yet, despite his low-profile existence, trouble had found him, brought on by unreasonable individuals.

"Engage in Dao discussion?"

The Pure Yang Immortal Emperor’s voice roared like thunder, shaking the heavens. If specters lurked nearby, they’d be annihilated outright by the sheer force of his words.

"This mouse thinks himself worthy of discussing Dao with us?"

As Immortal Emperors, their dignity was paramount. These two before them were beneath notice.

Lin Fan frowned.

He suppressed his frustration, but their tone was undeniably grating.

"Mouse Daoist, are you ready?"

Lin Fan asked.

The Mouse Emperor Immortal replied, "Why cause trouble for yourself, Fellow Daoist? It would be better for me to surrender to them; that way, you’ll survive."

Lin Fan responded, "Mouse Daoist, why say such things? When facing situations like these, how can we not act? Even the Immortal Emperors—what of them? Today, I will join hands with you, Mouse Daoist, and see just what these Immortal Emperors are capable of."

"Alright!"

The Mouse Emperor Immortal was moved to tears. He had always treated others with kindness, though seldom meeting others. Lin Fan’s steadfastness, standing tall even before Immortal Emperors, deeply touched him, nearly bringing him to tears.

The four Immortal Emperors stood in the heavens, like four divine colossi.

Towering, majestic, awe-inspiring, enough to shake the heavens and earth.

Facing four Immortal Emperors, most would capitulate without resistance.

To put it crudely—

Lie flat and take it.

"Hehe, four Immortal Emperors, you’re hardly impressive. Striving toward the Immortal Emperor Realm, I’d expect your temperament to differ from others, but in truth, it seems your mana is merely thicker than most."

"Looking at your appearances—thieving brows, rodent eyes, sharp-nosed and monkey-cheeked—you’re truly beyond description."

Lin Fan unleashed a barrage of insults at the four Immortal Emperors.

The tirade was relentless.

And domineering to boot.

If anyone had been present to witness this scene, they’d undoubtedly be struck speechless, frightened out of their wits. Good heavens—this was bold beyond reason, to berate the Immortal Emperors without fear of obliteration!

The four Immortal Emperors were dumbfounded.

Disbelief flickered in their eyes. As esteemed Immortal Emperor-level beings, they commanded immense power and reverence. Their mere presence induced prostration.

Yet now, they were ridiculed by a junior.

"What did you just say?"

The Pure Yang Immortal Emperor roared in fury, his vast power surging outward, shattering the Heavenly Vault itself. Countless black bolts of lightning streaked across the heavens.

This was the might of an Immortal Emperor.

Unmatchable.

"I said your mother,"

Lin Fan retorted, unleashing a Divine Skill straight at the Pure Yang Immortal Emperor. If discussions failed, combat was inevitable.

No matter the odds.

One’s momentum couldn’t afford to falter.