Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1503 - Messed with the Wrong Person

First-level Immortal Platform realm!

Chen Fan’s aura surged into the first-level Immortal Platform realm in one bold leap. He was over ten times more powerful in an instant.

Furthermore, his deep accumulation in the Void Immortal level propelled him to the peak of the first-level Immortal Platform realm, saving him several years’ worth of cultivation.

Now, Chen Fan was incomparably powerful, like a deity from the legends. He stood between heaven and earth, overwhelming everything.

He was finally an Immortal.

Now, he understood the true might of this realm.

It was a comprehensive elevation, a metamorphosis in his life essence.

Physique, soul, bloodline—everything was lifted to a new, unprecedented level. This, finally, was what it meant to be Immortal!

Mortal and immortal; below the immortal realm, all were mere mortals. Even a Void Immortal or a Half-Immortal could not cross the threshold.

The Immortal Platform realm was the second great dividing line along the path of cultivation; the first was the Legendary realm, where one mastered the laws themselves.

“It’s over. The heavenly tribulation has fully dissipated.”

“How truly unexpected. He really overcame such a terrifying immortal ascension tribulation.”

“He’s soared through the dragon’s gate. His future is limitless. Which clan could possibly have produced such a dazzling prodigy?”

The crowd in the vicinity sighed in relief when they sensed that the terrifying heavenly might in space had dissipated.

Although they weren’t the ones facing the tribulation, the heavenly might of the Great Dao still struck fear in their hearts, making them feel terrible, like they couldn’t catch their breath.

“It’s over, huh? In that case...”

“Good thing he survived. Had he died, there’d be nothing left for us.”

“Not good, someone’s making a move before me!”

Swish, swish, swish.

No sooner had the tribulation dispersed than those coveting Chen Fan’s spoils surged ahead, desperate not to miss their share.

Although Chen Fan had made a ferocious display of his strength while facing his tribulations earlier, everyone knew that after such a test, even prodigies were at their weakest. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Seeing their movements, Chen Fan furrowed his brow and prepared to leave.

“You want to leave? I’m afraid it’s not so easy.” A burly man with a beast fur coat smiled coldly and launched a slash across the air. The terrifying saber light tore through the sky, blocking Chen Fan.

Another ferocious-looking man flew over and blocked another of Chen Fan’s paths of retreat.

“Kid, you must be a peerless pride of heaven with an impressive background to have overcome such a terrifying heavenly tribulation. We’ll spare your life as long as you hand over your storage ring. Otherwise, you will die here. Think carefully about your choice.”

“Exactly,” chimed in another, grinning. “Someone of your caliber should enjoy a brilliant future, so don’t risk your life over material things. Fork over your wealth and don’t try to be slick.”

“Let’s be honest. We’ve been watching you for ages. Perhaps you passed your trial because you consumed an immortal elixir or two. You flaunted hundreds of thousands of immortal stones earlier, and you’re carrying elixirs to boot. What a fat sheep; you were born to be fleeced.”

Soon, Chen Fan was blocked off on all sides.

The individuals trying to rob him were all mercenaries.

These people lived on the edge of the blade all year round, with no fixed residence. They were all fearless. Despite deducing that Chen Fan had an extraordinary status, they still had no qualms about robbing him.

Why? In their view, whatever Chen Fan’s background, once they robbed him, they would vanish without a trace. The world was vast; no clan would be able to track them down.

Meanwhile, cultivators from Chang’an City, those here to train, watched from afar, making no moves. They weren’t as reckless as these rootless mercenaries. Any one of them knew that antagonizing the wrong backer, especially one like Chen Fan, could spell doom for their entire force or family line.

Chen Fan gazed at them coldly. They were all in the second-level Immortal Platform realm.

“Kid, on account of your status, we’re only seeking your wealth, and not your life. We’re doing you a favor,” said a tall, burly man with a cold smile.

“So, I should thank you?”

“Haha, of course. Someone without your background would lose both fortune and life before us. Shouldn’t you be grateful we’re just taking your silver? Be sensible.”

“Alright, kid, enough with the nonsense. Count yourself unlucky for not facing your tribulation in your clan and coming all the way out here. Just hand over your storage ring obediently.”

The ferocious men chimed in one after another, disregarding Chen Fan.

“What if I don’t hand it over?” Chen Fan said coldly.

The man in the fur coat flashed a savage grin. “Refuse, and we won’t hold back. Consider which matters more: your life, or your treasures? Don’t throw it all away just for some pride, kid.”

“So, you really intend to come to blows with me?” Chen Fan stared coldly, “Be warned. No one who challenges me walks away unscathed.”

“Ridiculous!”

A man’s iron sword shook slightly.

Hum!

Countless grievous thoughts, wronged souls, and phantoms manifested on it, as if countless defeated foes haunted its edge.

“Don’t fool yourself thinking we’ll hesitate just because of your name. A brat like you, naive in the ways of the world, can only dream. Killing you may enrage your clan, but what do we care? We’ll disappear into thin air. Who could ever find us?”

His companions snickered, openly mocking Chen Fan.

Chen Fan looked down. A moment later, he sighed and muttered to himself, “I didn’t care for you lot, but why insist on throwing your lives away? Isn’t living good? You want my treasures? I can only say that you’ve picked the wrong target.”

“Enough! You won’t hand it over? Not even the gods can save you today!” the sword-wielder growled viciously, lunging forward. In a single flashing motion, he unleashed a deadly strike—a precision blow, swift and resounding, that seemed to pierce the ages and slice through the heavens.

The sword light wasn’t long, only about a thousand feet, but its power was compact.

However, Chen Fan suddenly raised his head and gazed at the sword light. It halted in mid-air with a hum and shattered by the inch.