Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1506 - Slaying Eight Immortals in Succession

The radiance of a single slash turned heaven and earth cold.

Gui Yijian and the others’ powerful killing moves melted like snow under Chen Fan’s sacred spirit sword light and shattered in turn.

“How is this possible!”

Gui Yijian and the others’ expressions changed drastically.

Was this their strongest move? No. Was this one of their strongest moves? A resounding yes. It was more than twice as powerful as their previous moves.

However, Chen Fan had neutralized such a joint attack with a single swing of his sword.

This was like pouring a bucket of cold water on their heads, instantly extinguishing the fiery emotions bubbling within them.

“Today, I’ve become an Immortal. I shall offer the eight of you as sacrifices!” Chen Fan roared. Law power roared and burned inside him as countless immortal Dao laws spread out.

Annihilate!

Chen Fan performed the Wrath Emperor’s Fist with his left hand, unleashing Wrath of the World and Soaring Rage, stirring the winds and rain in heaven and earth.

Those were immortal arts. Now that he was an Immortal with immortal marks within him and had converted his qi into law power, executing immortal arts became much easier than when he was still a mere Void Immortal. Moreover, the offensive power was even stronger now.

But what are immortal arts, truly? Divine techniques, reserved for those in the immortal realm: only in such hands could they display their full, awe-inspiring power.

The Wrath Emperor’s Fist, a top low-tier immortal art, shook earth and mountain alike as Chen Fan struck. Artificial rage surged into the hearts of Gui Yijian and his companions, threatening to make them burst with fury, even driving them to the brink of self-immolation.

Woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo...

In an instant, the phenomenon of immortals perishing manifested in heaven and earth.

Facing Chen Fan, Gui Yijian felt like he was facing a rampaging ancient dragon. A savage look showed on his face as he roared, “Sword of Ghosts and Gods, annihilate gods and slay ghosts, invincible under the heavens!”

“Invincible under the heavens, my ass. In front of me, you’re nothing!” Chen Fan sneered coldly and shattered Gui Yijian’s Sword of Ghosts and Gods on the spot.

“Uaghhh, damned brat, take a look at my corpse martial Dao diagram, I’ll show you the difference in strength between you and me!”

Overwhelming corpse qi erupted from Shi Han like an ocean before condensing into a Dao diagram with a savage-looking corpse spirit king engraved on it. As soon as the corpse spirit king appeared, a gloomy wind blew furiously.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Fresh blood shot out from the countless acupoints on Shi Han. The corpse spirit king within the Dao diagram absorbed the fresh blood and immediately came to life, walking out of the Dao diagram.

“Take my Meteor Storm!” Ma Dameng’s hands turned into a blur as the meteor hammers hummed loudly, forming a storm.

The storm formed from the meteor hammers swept through the void and cracked it. The fierce wind that leaked out was strong enough to kill a first-level Immortal Platform expert.

“Pale White Hand!”

“Heavenly Dragon Conqueror’s Halberd, Splitting Mountain and River!”

“Crumbling Manifestations!”

“Lawless Heavenly Punishment, Xingtian’s Massacre!”

In a heartbeat, everyone hurled their ultimate moves. Blinding immortal light surged all around, and thick immortal marks, like roaring pillars, flared from the combatants as the laws of immortal Dao entwined before them, law power flowing wildly.

Facing the fierce assault of the eight men, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. His immortal blood surged inside him, and his immortal platform radiated rays of golden immortal light.

“The mountain is high, but the man is at the peak. I am the king of the martial path!” Chen Fan roared, growing taller in the process. His aura also climbed higher. Clasping his hand, he seized traces of the Great Dao, the trajectory of the heavens, and traces of heaven in his hand.

Chen Fan exploded like an illusion, splitting into eight phantoms, each executing different immortal arts.

Woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo.

Ghosts wailed and deities howled as immortals perished.

Chen Fan was like an indestructible battle god, or a demon lord that walked the world. Nothing could stand above him, because he was the king of the martial Dao.

Swish!

One phantom darted before the corpse spirit king, whose towering frame radiated dread; billowing corpse qi threatened to transform the very battlefield into its own domain. Just then, a flash of fiery brilliance streaked the air.

The corpse spirit king swiped at it with its sharp claws, but the flaming light directly broke through the claw and soared above its head before slashing down.

Chi, chi.

Flame split the corpse king from crown to crotch, the thousand-foot monstrosity falling apart into two halves. Simultaneously, Shi Han cried out, a matching wound rending his flesh.

“Ugh...”

Another phantom held onto one of the Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron’s legs like a conqueror and smashed it down on its target, piercing through the Meteor Storm and landing on Ma Dameng’s meteor hammers, shattering them.

The Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron next slammed into Ma Dameng. The tall and burly Ma Dameng, born with godly strength, was directly reduced to meat paste, with both his mind and soul annihilated.

Poof!

In the sky above, a palm radiating demonic qi swept forward, snatching at the Pale White Hand. That hand crumbled inch by inch until, with a thunderous snap, it shattered; a burly man was caught in the Hand of Demon’s grasp, screaming in agony before all sound abruptly ceased.

Chen Fan seized these people’s immortal marks and absorbed and refined them. Their essence, the very marrow of their martial Dao, replenished his store of energy in a heartbeat.

A sword lotus erupted from one of the phantoms, shrouding a burly man in brown clothing.

Immortal Dao laws rampaged furiously around the burly man, and his immortal platform rushed forth. His immortal mark was thick as a pillar, trying to break through the envelopment of the sword lotus.

Yet, the moment he summoned his mark, countless streams of sword qi burst from the lotus, shredding him to dust.

Poof, poof, poof!

Chen Fan split into eight phantoms, like eight incarnations of himself, each possessing unrivaled strength, and killing them in succession. Even if these people invoked their law power or immortal mark to try to escape from this disaster, their attempt proved to be futile.

As Chen Fan stabilized his strength at the peak first-level Immortal Platform realm, those second-level Immortal Platform realm experts were simply nothing before him.

Chen Fan erupted with overwhelming strength in an instant and slew the eight Immortals in succession, causing a river of blood to flow.

A profound silence fell. Only the whispering wind remained, carrying the iron tang of blood away.

Around the battlefield, crowds stood frozen, too terrified to even breathe. No one dared draw Chen Fan’s gaze, lest a single breath too loud provoke a lethal swipe from his sword.

Everyone’s thoughts were locked in stunned disbelief.

Chen Fan slaughtered eight second-level Immortal Platform realm experts in the blink of an eye just like that, sparing none of them.

Rumble!

Suddenly, space erupted in chaos. A massive palm spread outward, encompassing everything, its domain limitless, as though all of heaven and earth lay within its grasp.

Killing intent shot out of Chen Fan’s eyes. He raised his arm and thrust his sword out.

“You’re finally willing to make a move? I’ve been waiting for you!”