Invitation to the Immortal Realm

Chapter 622: Immortal Domain Invitation

In the sky, a relatively young man arrived, with long purple hair flowing, possessing an unyielding aura.

On his body, there were chains of the Great Dao, binding him, as if to conceal his aura.

This was startling, as in this era, few people typically sought out Lin Fan, and even if they did, they approached him with respect. Who would dare to call him by his name?

"How audacious! This is a sacred area of the Holy Emperor Palace. Who dares to call the Holy Emperor by his true name?" The mountain gate guard shouted, glaring at the newcomer.

"Presumptuous! How dare a mere gate-keeping soldier disrespect this Immortal?"

The purple-haired youth said coldly, a wisp of an undying aura flowing from him, instantly dimming the sun and moon, and causing the Universe to tremble.

This struck fear into people; the newcomer was actually a True Immortal!

Because this person had only recently achieved Immortal Ascension, he carried an inherent arrogance, looking down on the beings of the barren world.

A wisp of True Immortal Qi permeated the air, and the Holy Emperor Palace guard below was naturally no match, limited by heaven and earth, with a vast Realm gap.

"Boom!"

However, he was neither shaken away nor did he collapse to the ground.

This was because the formation patterns near the mountain gate flickered, and talismanic light shone brightly, releasing a majestic power that protected the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.

The young True Immortal was stunned.

But before he could say anything more, a cold voice emerged from the giant palace: "You are the one who is presumptuous!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, Lin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged in the central Heavenly Palace, his eyes like cold lightning, tore through the Void Realm and extended a large hand, grabbing towards the newcomer.

This was very direct and incomparably overbearing!

With a bang, the purple-haired youth met the attack, but to his horror, he was no match. He was enveloped by the large hand, unable to move.

"Ah… break for me!"

He shouted, exerting all his strength, unleashing the power of the Immortal Dao, but it was still futile. Cracking sounds echoed, and his bones began to fracture.

This made him break out in a cold sweat, as if he were facing an Immortal King, feeling like an ant, unable to push away the large hand above him.

"Swish!"

Just as the young True Immortal was about to collapse, the large hand grabbed him, like carrying a puppy, and vanished from the Void Realm.

The scene shifted.

Inside a grand hall, Chaos Qi swirled. Lin Fan sat cross-legged, his demeanor unruffled, yet as his eyes opened and closed, scenes of the Universe's creation and destruction unfolded.

Below, with a bang, a figure fell from the Void Realm, covered in blood and looking extremely disheveled.

"You… are Lin Fan?!" the young True Immortal exclaimed in fear.

He was very unconvinced. He had cultivated for millions of years to finally achieve Immortal Ascension. Even in the Immortal Domain, at his age, he would be considered a prodigy.

However, how could someone from the Lower Realm, who had seemingly only recently achieved Immortal Ascension, possess such Dao cultivation? He couldn't understand it and felt indignant.

In fact, this was also due to his youth; he had only recently emerged from seclusion and was unaware that Lin Fan had once killed a Quasi-Immortal King. Otherwise, how would he dare to challenge him?

On the other hand, the Ao Family had also concealed the truth. After all, the incident back then was too embarrassing to spread, and they had forbidden anyone from publicizing it.

Otherwise, this person would never have come to deliver the invitation.

"The gates of the Immortal Domain have already closed. How can you, a True Immortal, still descend to the Lower Realm?" Lin Fan asked calmly.

Now, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had entered the Era of Dharma Decline, and the Immortal Domain, fearing being affected, had withdrawn its troops a thousand years ago.

Furthermore, beings not from this world, especially True Immortals, were not allowed to move around freely, otherwise it would lead to undesirable consequences.

The purple-haired man felt indignant in his heart. He climbed up from the ground, but still explained: "If you are careful and seal yourself with the chains of the Great Dao rules, you can still enter and exit once or twice."

Lin Fan hummed, no longer dwelling on the issue, and asked again: "Speak, what is your business with me?"

"A hundred years from now, there will be a grand event in the Immortal Domain, and an important figure wishes to invite you to attend," the young True Immortal said.

The next moment, as if he had forgotten his pain, he raised the golden invitation in his hand and said arrogantly, "Take it!"

Immediately, Lin Fan's gaze sharpened. He did not reach for it. A supreme wave swept out, like ripples of the Great Dao.

"Bang!"

The purple-haired man could not resist and was sent flying, once again falling heavily to the ground, his knees shattered.

"Are you here to deliver an invitation, or to convey a decree?" Lin Fan glared at him, his eyes shining brightly, awe-inspiring.

The man shivered. Although he was angry and wanted to curse, he forcibly held back, slowly stood up from the ground, and respectfully presented the invitation.

Because he knew that if he were to be presumptuous again and provoke this fiend, this pervert, with his words, he would likely die in the Lower Realm.

Subsequently, Lin Fan took the invitation, glanced at its contents, and murmured, "Peach Blossom Banquet?"

"That's right. In a hundred years, our world's Lord Pan will host a grand event, setting up a banquet to sincerely invite all parties to attend," the True Immortal explained.

"Lord Pan invited me?" Lin Fan questioned.

Upon hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed in the man's eyes, and he said, "Who is Lord Pan? He is the supreme Immortal King. Only fellow Immortal King powerhouses can be personally invited by him. You…"

Lin Fan's expression gradually turned unfriendly, which immediately made the latter tense up, his body trembling. After a soft sigh, he began to rephrase his words.

"Although this was not issued by Lord Pan himself, it is an invitation from an important figure of his clan, specifically asking me to convey it."

This made Lin Fan even more puzzled. He remembered that he didn't seem to have any connection with the Pan family, did he?

In an instant, he smelled a hint of conspiracy.

"Leave the invitation, you may go." Lin Fan said indifferently, looking down at the man, essentially dismissing him.

"You've accepted the invitation, aren't you coming with me to the Immortal Domain?" the purple-haired man said, gritting his teeth.

However, a Senior had "instructed" him to definitely bring Lin Fan back. If he couldn't even do this well, it would make him seem very incompetent.

How would he be able to establish himself among True Immortals in the future?

"Remember, this is just an invitation. I'll go if I want to, or I can throw it aside if I don't. Don't think the Immortal Domain is so great!" Lin Fan replied coldly.

"Get lost. Come back in a hundred years!"

With that, he waved his sleeve, his boundless magical power tearing open the Void Realm, and blasted the man out of the Holy Emperor Palace, sending him flying towards the horizon.

"You…" The young True Immortal's Face alternated between green and pale, fuming with anger. He had truly lost too much Face, being swept out the door.

Moreover, he felt a chill on his body. Looking down, he realized that at some unknown point, he had been completely stripped, even his armor was gone.

"Thieves! I've never seen such a shameless expert. This is a huge loss!" The man cried out, wailing.

What kind of situation was this? He, a dignified True Immortal descending to the Lower Realm, should have been welcomed with open arms and offered grand gifts.

Instead, he was robbed by the other party, completely contrary to his expectations. It truly made him feel aggrieved and want to spit blood.

"Was I used, made into a pawn?" The purple-haired man's Face turned ashen, and he realized what had happened.

Initially, he thought that going to the Lower Realm to deliver an invitation would allow him to curry favor with that lineage, but it seemed that was not the case.

Helpless, he could only casually find some clothes in the Lower Realm to wear, and then scurried back to the Immortal Gate in disgrace.

If possible, he swore he would never return to this broken world, and never see that hateful fellow again.

On the other side, not long after this person left, Lin Fan departed the Upper Realm and arrived at the Yin-Yang Cross Land to meet the Lord of the Forbidden Zone.

In addition, he also called for Shi Hao and awakened the three old monsters on the altar: the golden hand bone, the crystal skull, and the dripping eyeball.