Unrivaled Martial Emperor

The male core disciple displayed his powerful strength as an eighth-level Yuanfu realm expert as soon as he made a move, attacking in a domineering and ruthless manner.

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Rumble!

“Hoho, you people from Heaven’s Alliance are tyrannical.”

A cold light flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes as he faced the attacks. He drew his sword. A cold streak of sword light cut through space, cleaving the oncoming palm seal.

The sword light didn’t stop there; it rushed toward the male core disciple after neutralizing the palm strike.

The sword's edge whistled, menacingly sweeping across, making the male core disciple feel like death was beckoning him.

“Haaa!” He did not have time to think, so he unleashed and pushed his cultivation to the limit with a roar. His strength surged, and his primeval force rushed out, forming a wall of primeval force in front of him.

The sword light fell onto the wall of primeval force and produced a resounding noise. Sparks flew everywhere, and cracks immediately spread on the wall.

Boom, crack!

The male core disciple spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood as he quickly drew back. As he looked at Chen Fan, horror flooded his eyes.

Pfft!

“Back off. If you don't know your place, I won't hesitate to end you all right here. Do you think no one will dare to kill you just because you’re in the Heaven’s Alliance? I've dealt with more than a few like you.” [1]

The three core disciples were rattled to their core by Chen Fan's chilling words, his cold gaze instilling a sense of impending doom like death was gazing at them.

“You...” The large, round-eyed, peach-faced female core disciple felt so frustrated that she wanted to vomit blood.

“What do you mean, you? You think I won’t kill you just because you’re a woman?” Chen Fan glared at her fiercely, forcing her to swallow her words.

The expression on the male disciple's face changed several times before he said, “Let’s go!”

“Hmph.” Chen Fan snorted coldly, turned, and walked into his loft.

The nearby crowd discussed among themselves, their eyes flickering with interest.

“Heavens, is this for real? He injured Zhang Tao and made him spew blood with one attack. How did he get so strong?”

"The Heaven’s Alliance surely won't let this slide easily. They've suffered a significant blow.”

“Could it be true that Chen Fan messed up Senior Brother Duan Jingtian’s plan? What if he really killed Lei Tao and the others and took the Fountain of Life for himself?”

“Who knows? But it seems probable. How else can you explain his rapid progress? In just six months, he surpassed even Zhang Tao. How does that make sense?”

“......”

Meanwhile, the two female disciples checked on Zhang Tao's condition.

“How are you feeling, Senior Brother Zhang?” asked the peach-faced female core disciple.

Zhang Tao shook his head and said, “I’m fine. I just didn’t expect that little bastard to become so strong. It seems there's a link between his strength and the death of Lei Tao's group. Otherwise, his progress is inconceivable."

"Did you manage to gauge his true cultivation level?" inquired the other female disciple.

Zhang Tao shook his head and said, “No, but if my hunch is correct, he might be at the ninth level!"

The two female disciples gasped in disbelief at the revelation.

“How is that possible? It hasn’t even been two years, and he's gone from being a Qi Grandmaster to being at the ninth level. Doesn’t that mean...” The large, round-eyed, peach-faced female core disciple's disbelief was palpable.

Zhang Tao smiled coldly and said, “Hoho, even if his cultivation improved tremendously this past year, it still is impossible for him to defeat Senior Brother Duan Jingtian in a year.

“The gap in strength between each level in the Core Formation realm is immense, and progression is as challenging as reaching the heavens. Only exceptional geniuses like Senior Brother Duan Jingtian can reach the eighth level of the Core Formation realm before twenty-five. That guy simply doesn't measure up," Zhang Tao explained.

The peach-faced woman nodded in agreement. “That’s true. He’s not even worthy of carrying Senior Brother Duan Jingtian’s shoes!”

“Alright, let’s go and find Senior Brother Yuan Kun first. There's a strong likelihood that Chen Fan stole the Fountain of Life. He deserves nothing but death!” Zhang Tao said viciously.

A single swing from Chen Fan had injured him and thrown him back in front of many people. That was undoubtedly very shameful.

......

On a towering mountain, several figures stood at its peak, overlooking a bottomless cliff. These people’s clothing fluttered in the wind as if they might be whisked away at any moment.

These figures’ temperaments were extremely outstanding, their cultivation deep and thick. Their gazes flashed with pride.

Leading them was a man with a scholarly demeanor, clad in blue garments that reflected his status as a qi cultivator. Despite his scholarly appearance, he commanded the respect of many experts from the Heaven’s Alliance.

Behind him, a black-clothed man said, “Senior Brother Yuan Kun, there’s still a month before the Four Sects Martial Arts Competition begins. Word is, the prize this time is an Extreme Profound Elixir."

The scholarly figure was Yuan Kun, an Illusory Core realm expert. He was the commander of the core disciples within the Heaven's Alliance.

He was one of the people Duan Jingtian valued most highly. He led the entire Heaven’s Alliance and had accomplished many great feats.

Three years ago, he had eradicated the seven great demonic martial artists occupying the northeastern sea of forest, the Seven Evils of the Sea of Forest, single-handedly with his halberd.

The Seven Evils of the Sea of Forest had seven people. They practiced a demonic cultivation technique that made them kill people to temper their souls. They committed all kinds of atrocities, and every one of them had incredibly high cultivation levels. Some were even at the ninth level of the Yuanfu realm.

Their leader was said to be an Illusory Core realm expert; he formed an evil relic. He also obtained an ancient demonic secret manual—a remnant scroll of the Myriad Evils Sutra.

However, Yuan Kun alone wiped out those mighty demonic cultivators overnight. He achieved great fame in a single feat that spread throughout the Great Chu Empire.

“Extreme Profound Elixir, huh...”

Yuan Kun looked at the vast sea of clouds. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said, “This time, my only worthy opponent in the competition from the Spring Autumn Sect is Xu Jing. Rumors have it that she possesses a trace of a dragon’s bloodline and has mastered the ancient Three Heavens Golden Ksetra Cultivation Technique, granting her formidable strength.”

One of them flattered with a smile, “Hoho, Xu Jing is indeed strong, but I still don’t think she’s a match for you, Senior Brother Yuan Kun. I think you will overwhelm all competitors in the Four Sects Martial Arts Competition, Senior Brother Yuan Kun.”

Yuan Kun responded with a modest smile, though his confidence shone through. “Overwhelm all competitors? Easier said than done. Apart from Xu Jing, we mustn't underestimate the top disciples from the other three sects."

“The Floating Cloud Sword Sect’s Li Wangsheng, Burning Incense Valley’s Yan Hong, and Mountain River Sect’s Shangguan Yuhai. These three pose formidable challenges. They are also about to reach the Core Formation realm, so they are equally determined to claim the Extreme Profound Elixir..."

The sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out.

“Hmm, Zhang Tao and the others are here.”

Sure enough, three figures swiftly approached, landing on the mountaintop platform. It was Zhang Tao and his companions.

1. He’s not admitting to killing Lei Tao’s group. In previous sect events, Chen Fan has already killed several Heaven’s Alliance members openly. ☜