Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 984 - Anyone Else?

“Ahhh, how dare you kill him. How dare you kill him! I will slaughter you, you little bastard. I’ll slaughter you!”

That Lesser Legendary realm from the Sun Moon Divine Sect erupted in fury as Chen Fan mercilessly killed Tan Feng. His terrifying aura swept out instantly, suffocating those nearby.

“Hmph, treating my words like passing wind?!” Huang Wuji snorted coldly. His terrifying Legendary might surged as a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He unleashed a palm strike at that expert, releasing a terrifying burst of law.

The Lesser Legendary realm expert’s old face twisted in shock. Huang Wuji had acted without hesitation, and the sheer might of his palm strike made him feel as if heaven itself would collapse.

“You...” He quickly grabbed onto the streaks of law and formed a layer of defense in front of him.

However, his defenses were like tofu in front of Huang Wuji’s attack, falling apart instantly.

The devastating force slammed into him, crushing his chest. He spewed blood and staggered back, powerless.

The eyes of the crowd in the arena shrank violently at the sight.

So strong!

A single strike had left a Legendary realm elder of the Sun Moon Divine Sect utterly defenseless and injured.

The Prince Jing Mansion’s Lesser Legendary realm elder’s face also changed, once again feeling the sheer terror of Huang Wuji’s power.

“Elder Mo Xie!” The expressions of the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s disciples changed drastically.

After injuring Elder Mo Xie, Huang Wuji didn’t press the attack. Instead, he said coldly, “Old fart, if you dare threaten my junior brother again, no one will be able to protect you.”

Junior brother?

Zhuge Yan and the others’ expressions changed upon hearing how Huang Wuji addressed Chen Fan and the others.

They had assumed that Huang Wuji was on par with Mo Xie—an elder of the True Martial Academy assigned to protect Chen Fan’s group. They never expected him to be their senior brother.

Now, many looked at Huang Wuji and the others with newfound wariness.

Huang Wuji had injured Mo Xie, an expert of the same cultivation realm, with a casual palm strike, while Chen Fan and the others all possessed extraordinary strength, skipping ranks and killing a pride of heaven.

What was their true origin?

A cryptic light flashed in Zhuge Yan’s eyes.

He had thought Zhuge Mingyue’s status would be ordinary after joining the True Martial Academy, far below his in the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

But now, that assumption seemed laughable.

“Cough, cough.” Mo Xie coughed twice, raised his head, and looked at Huang Wuji, violently shaken inside.

He had been in the Legendary realm for centuries, mastering the laws to a profound degree. Among Lesser Legendary experts, he was no weakling. Yet, in front of Huang Wuji, he felt utterly powerless.

A young Lesser Legendary expert with such overwhelming strength—how could he not be shocked?

Although he had long since understood that Huang Wuji was stronger than him, he didn’t expect the strength difference to be so significant. It was as if they weren’t even on the same level.

Speechless at Huang Wuji’s warning, he could only swallow his fury. With inferior strength, anything he said would be useless.

Dead.

Tan Feng was dead.

And judging by the situation, Zhao Yue and Mu Tianhang wouldn’t last much longer.

Losing three prodigies was a disaster that would shake the Sun Moon Divine Sect. If any other force had dared to kill them, the sect would have retaliated without hesitation, annihilating the culprit.

However, the culprits were disciples of the True Martial Academy. Not even the Sun Moon Divine Sect could do anything in this situation.

Most importantly, this was a life-and-death battle witnessed by countless people. He could not blame others if he died. They had no grounds for revenge—yet the frustration was unbearable.

Naturally, on the battle platform, Chen Fan had no interest in Mo Xie’s turmoil. He raised his arm, pointing the Heaven Piercing Spear at the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s group, and said out loud, “Anyone else?”

The Sun Moon Divine Sect members’ hearts shook. Immediately afterward, their eyes burned with rage and humiliation.

A slap in the face!

A blatant slap in the face!

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Their side did not lack experts. They even had eighth or ninth-level Manifestation realms among them. Unfortunately, these people couldn't act against Chen Fan.

They could send another seventh-level expert, but how could these ordinary seventh-level experts be a match for Chen Fan when even Tan Feng had died?

As for Zhuge Yan, stepping onto the stage was out of the question.

Putting aside whether he could take down Chen Fan, even if he could, he would not lower his stature to fight Chen Fan. Defeating Chen Fan wouldn’t elevate his status, but failing would be both humiliating and life-threatening.

He knew his title as Prince Jing’s son meant nothing here. After stepping into the battle platform, status was irrelevant.

The Sun Moon Divine Sect’s members exchanged uneasy glances, all feeling suffocated.

This was the greatest humiliation of their lives.

The grand Sun Moon Divine Sect was actually being provoked like they were nothing—and worse, there was nothing they could do to the one provoking them. They had never experienced this feeling before. It was incredibly hard to bear.

Zhuge Yan’s glare burned into Chen Fan, fury raging within him, an almost irresistible urge to fight swelling in his chest.

Yet reason held him back.

Even though he was proud, he could tell that Chen Fan’s group was far from ordinary. They defied common sense.

And now, considering Chen Fan’s bold challenge, a chilling thought crossed his mind. Was he the real target all along?

Thinking of this, Zhuge Yan narrowed his eyes violently. He wondered if Chen Fan was truly confident in dealing with him.

Suddenly, two miserable screams rang out in succession.

“Ahhh!”

On the adjacent battle platforms, Zhu Yue and Jian Qi had both finished their fights.

There wasn’t any suspense. Zhu Yue and Jian Qi had killed their respective opponents, not caring about Zhao Yue and Mu Tianhang’s statuses at all.

Mo Xie’s face turned white from anger, trembling all over.

Dead.

They were all dead!

Three prides of heaven—wiped out in an instant!

Abominable!

They were too abominable!

Overwhelming killing intent surged in his eyes, but he forcefully suppressed it. He had no choice. Huang Wuji was watching.

A heavy, sorrowful atmosphere blanketed the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s members.

They were always the ones slaughtering others without mercy; today, three prides of heaven perished in front of their eyes, and they could not do anything about it.

“Hahahaha, Little Junior Brother, you’re amazing.” Zhu Yue laughed out loud.

Jian Qi couldn’t be bothered and said, “Senior Brother, Little Junior Brother is a monster. We can’t compare.”

“Right, but even if we can’t compare to Little Junior Brother, I still killed my opponent a step before you.”

Jian Qi said indifferently, “I let you win, Senior Brother. Didn’t want you to lose face.”

“Seventh, you’ve picked up a few bad habits.”