When the five Saint-level powerhouses arrived at Archimonde's territory, they were awestruck by the aura permeating the space.
"What a terrifying dark aura."
"No, this is an abyssal aura. I've dealt with the abyss before, once destroying an abyssal passage. The creatures here are terrifying. Everyone, be careful."
"Indeed. That young lady with the giant dragon is quite impressive. Facing such a terrifying abyssal evil god, she dared to confront it directly. Although she lost the final battle, as long as she can grow, she will definitely become a true powerhouse."
Lin Fan, who was observing the situation, was very pleased to hear five strangers praising his daughter. He loved it when people praised those close to him. It felt wonderful.
Just then, a voice echoed, "Respected Saint-level powerhouses, please come in."
Archimonde's voice reached their ears.
The five powerhouses, initially vigilant, were surprised upon hearing this voice. They exchanged glances, as if discussing what to do next.
"Since we're already here, what's there to fear? Eliminating evil gods is our responsibility. We can't let them wreak havoc on the world."
"Let's see what's so great about this Evil God Archimonde."
For these five powerhouses, they never feared any predicament. Even facing an evil god, they remained unfazed. To reach such a realm, they had all undergone life-and-death trials.
They proceeded towards the depths.
The summoned abyssal creatures did not appear. Since the lord had invited them in, even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to obstruct them.
However, the five powerhouses noticed that many abyssal creatures were hidden around them, and in large numbers. If these creatures were to launch an attack on the human empire, the situation would be dire.
Before long, a palace appeared.
Their first impression of the palace was that it was definitely not a place where normal people resided. It was filled with a gloomy aura, as if shrouded in darkness. Grotesque statues lined both sides of the path.
A large door blocked their way. The five exchanged glances and, without hesitation, pushed the door open. To them, it was like opening the lair of a demon.
Compared to the outside, the palace interior was much brighter.
Three figures appeared above them inside the palace. The five Saint-level powerhouses' expressions changed slightly. They hadn't expected to face not just one evil god, but three.
If this were truly the case, they would be hard-pressed to resist.
"Welcome, everyone. Come in, don't be nervous," Archimonde said slowly.
"Evil God Archimonde!" a holy warrior roared angrily.
Powerhouses were indeed powerhouses; their aura was imposing. Ordinary abyssal creatures would likely be scared to death by a single shout from them.
"Five Saint-level powerhouses, I actually prefer you to address me as Abyssal Lord Archimonde, rather than Evil God," Archimonde said with a smile. Overall, he gave off a strange feeling, as if this evil god was quite approachable. He wasn't as ferocious as they had imagined.
They entered the palace.
Suddenly, one of the five powerhouses exclaimed, "The Pope?"
His tone was filled with surprise, as if he had seen a ghost. His incredulous expression was quite shocking.
The Pope sighed helplessly, "Yes, it's me..."
As the Pope, being discovered to be acquainted with the Abyssal Lord was not something he wanted. The impact would be significant. The Church of Light preached holy and solemn light.
Now, being together with an evil god was, frankly, embarrassing.
The other four powerhouses were also surprised to find the Pope of the Church of Light here. A terrifying premonition arose in their hearts: the Pope was likely in league with the evil god.
If this were true, the situation would be extremely unfavorable.
"How can you, as the Pope of the Church of Light, be with an evil god? Or is it that you summoned this evil god? Has your heart been corrupted by darkness?"
"Unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, such a thing would happen. The dignified Pope colluding with an evil god. If the world knew, they would find it hard to believe."
The Pope was rendered speechless by their accusations. Could they please slow down and understand the situation before speaking?
"Silence." The Pope raised his hand. The situation needed explaining. If he didn't explain, who knew what they would think? They were truly a bunch of overthinkers.
"Let me introduce you to the most important person."
The Pope had to introduce Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled and greeted them, "Hello, my name is Lin Fan. I invited you in because I wanted to have a good chat with you. I hope I haven't frightened you."
At this moment, the five Saint-level powerhouses noticed Lin Fan standing in the middle, their brows furrowed. Why was a young man here? It was indeed strange.
They exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.
"We came here to eliminate the evil god. Whether it's the evil god or the Pope, we absolutely cannot back down. They are stalling for time. Let's attack and slay the evil god!"
"Alright..."
Lin Fan had clearly hoped to have a friendly exchange with them.
But unfortunately, they didn't seem to be giving him any face.
The five Saint-level powerhouses attacked directly, not wanting to waste any words. They planned to suppress the evil god with lightning speed and find an opportunity to kill him.
Not long after, strange sounds echoed.
"Ouch!"
"Ah!"
"Impossible! My body can't move!"
"Me too!"
"Damn it..."
They looked at the scene before them in horror. Their bodies were completely out of control, and endless fear enveloped their hearts.
"Everyone, do you have some misunderstanding about me?" Lin Fan asked.
He inquired, but the five Saint-level powerhouses didn't pay attention to him. Instead, they tried various methods to break free from their current predicament, but no matter what they tried, they couldn't.
"Leave it to me." The Pope volunteered and walked up to the five powerhouses. "Stop struggling. Do you know who this is?"
The five powerhouses glared angrily at the Pope, their gazes filled with disdain. They were clearly ashamed to be associated with him, ashamed to even know him.
The Pope said, "Don't look at me like that. Let me introduce you. This is Lin Fan. Perhaps the name is unfamiliar to you, but do you know who that young lady with the dragon is to him?"
"She's his daughter."
"Many years ago, he was the one who destroyed the Undead Monarch of the Locke Empire. He also resolved the beast tide in the Lanyuan Empire. He resurrected the elves after they were annihilated by the demons. He is a god, a god beyond your comprehension. And now, things are not as you know them. I can explain it to you slowly."
When introducing someone, it was important to highlight the key points. Don't explain the reasons first, but directly tell them who the person is, what great achievements they have, and what domineering things they have done.
They might be confused, but it was all true.
Sure enough... when the Pope revealed these things, the struggling five powerhouses seemed dumbfounded, staring blankly at Lin Fan.
They seemed somewhat disbelieving.
But even if they didn't believe it, there was nothing they could do. The Pope and the evil god were both standing beside him, their positions seemingly lower.
"Really?"
The Pope said, "I swear on my name as Pope that everything I've said is true."
The five powerhouses wanted to say, "You're with an evil god, what name do you have left?" But they already believed it seventy to eighty percent, basically believing it.
They were still puzzled.
What was going on?
They needed a good explanation.
Lin Fan released his control over the five powerhouses and walked up to them, smiling. "I'm sorry, I just restricted your movements. It's just that you seemed to have some misunderstanding about me. To prevent any accidents, I had to do that. I hope you don't take it to heart."
Friendly communication was a friendly beginning.
The five powerhouses felt bitter in their hearts. They were Saint-level powerhouses, yet they were easily controlled by him, unable to even resist. If a battle had truly occurred, it would have definitely ended tragically.
"It's fine, as long as the misunderstanding is cleared up. We want to know what's going on."
"I'll tell you slowly. It's like this..."
A long time later, because Lin Fan explained in detail, it took a long time.
After listening to Lin Fan's explanation, the five powerhouses were stunned. Their minds buzzed.
To create such a terrifying situation just to make his daughter grow stronger, to give her motivation, drive, and a sense of responsibility...
This was simply too outrageous.
Even the Abyssal Lord and the Pope cooperated. Honestly, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
But they felt a deep paternal love.
Perhaps this was the greatness of a father's love.
The five powerhouses looked at the Abyssal Lord, a terrifying being from the abyss. Even if they joined forces, they might not be his match. And now, this lord and the Pope were obediently staying here.
They completely believed it now.
They were also amazed that the powerhouse who had resolved so many major incidents was so young. It seemed that, as the Pope had said, he was a god, a god beyond their comprehension.
"I have something I'd like to ask you for help with. I wonder if you'd be willing," Lin Fan said sincerely.
"Please speak."
"Everything I've done is in hopes that my daughter can grow stronger. I had Archimonde act as an evil god to put great pressure on her. Seeing her like this, I also feel very distressed. Cultivating alone is indeed good, but having five powerhouses as instructors would be even better than cultivating alone. So, I hope you can help me guide her well," Lin Fan said.
The five powerhouses looked at each other, then seemed to understand something. "Alright, no problem."
At this moment, the Pope said, "I think we need something to trigger this situation. You suddenly appearing in front of her would definitely be questionable. So, I want to arrange a play."
"It's very simple."
"The five of you come to slay the evil god, but you get beaten badly. Then, you 'happen' to meet her there. You must appear as if you're on your last legs, like you'll die in three or four years at most. You wish to pass on your lifelong learnings to her before you die, so that she can slay the evil god."
"How does this idea sound?"
"Isn't it great?"