Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 619 - Initial Mastery of Hegemonic Golden Body

Outside the range of the heavenly tribulation, Old Ancestor Qiu stared fixedly at Chen Fan, only faintly discernible within the heavenly tribulation. Even if that figure were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize it as Chen Fan.

“What a daring brat. He actually entered the heavenly tribulation. Isn’t he afraid of getting killed!” Nie Gang exclaimed as a luster flashed in his eyes.

Wearing a smile, Yang Wanli said with slightly narrowed eyes, “This brat could defy the heavens and fight a first-level Divine Nascent realm expert with only seven-revolution Golden Core realm cultivation. His physique must be formidable. He’s likely using the power of the heavenly tribulation to temper his flesh right now.”

“This brat is really something,” Nie Gang said, smiling.

“That abominable brat, I’ll go kill him now!” But Old Ancestor Qiu’s patience had long since worn thin. The cold, murderous intent in his eyes was enough to make anyone’s scalp tingle.

Nie Gang said, “Keep calm, Old Patriarch Qiu. You know what the characteristics of a heavenly tribulation are, right? If you enter recklessly, the heavenly tribulation will attack you. You wouldn’t just fail to kill that brat—you’d be struggling to protect yourself.”

“Brother Nie is right, Old Patriarch Qiu. Don’t be impatient. Since we have found that brat, he won’t be able to escape even if he grows a pair of wings. Don’t worry about it.” Yang Wanli chimed in with a smile. From the way he was speaking, it was like Chen Fan was a turtle caught in a jar. Chen Fan’s life would end soon after the heavenly tribulation ended.

Old Ancestor Qiu suppressed the anger in his heart, nodded, and said, “You are right. I almost let my anger get the better of me and commit a grave mistake. If I barge in there recklessly, I would lose a layer of skin even if I survive!”

A trace of fear flashed across Old Ancestor Qiu’s eyes.

He could still remember his heavenly tribulation; it was dreadful. He nearly got struck to death by the lightning.

If he had rushed in there earlier and angered the heavenly tribulation, the heavens would have rained down heavenly punishment. The losses would have far, far outweighed whatever he would have gained by killing Chen Fan.

“Rest assured, that brat can’t escape. With us three taking action, he won’t even survive. I’m sure he must be panicking inside right now.” Nie Gang laughed.

The group stopped outside the range of the heavenly tribulation and stared at Chen Fan, waiting for the tribulation to end. They would then launch a thunderous attack on Chen Fan and make him pay a heavy price.

Naturally, Chen Fan saw Old Ancestor Qiu and the others. However, he did not care about them. His focus was singular: to take that final step and achieve initial mastery over the Hegemonic Golden Body.

Without it, Nie Gang’s words would prove true—he’d be a turtle trapped in their jar, with no hope of escape.

The lightning continued striking for an unbearably long amount of time; finally, the heavenly tribulation showed signs of dissipating.

Countless more lightning snakes rained down. Then, the rolling tribulation clouds above Chen Fan started dissipating.

Boom, crack!

Before the tribulation clouds dissipated, they gathered all their power. Countless lightning snakes combined in the air and turned into a roaring lightning dragon, charging Chen Fan.

“Whether I will successfully take this final half step depends on this!”

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, looking at the sky.

The power within the lightning dragon dwarfed anything he had faced so far. It was a force of nature, raw and unstoppable, and the threat of death loomed large. The heavens themselves seemed intent on destroying him.

But there was no room for doubt. Now was the moment to defy the odds. He needed to make use of this final lightning dragon to bring his other leg over the threshold of the Hegemonic Golden Body.

Boom!

The lightning dragon swallowed Chen Fan with a roar. An explosion boomed, forming a lightning storm that ruthlessly struck Chen Fan.

Chen Fan only felt as if he was about to fall apart. His organs were all smashed to pieces. Under the horrifying power of the lightning, his entire being was about to turn into powder and scatter into the air.

“Break for me!” Chen Fan roared furiously. He pushed the Hegemonic Golden Body Mantra to its limit, absorbing the lightning dragon in a desperate attempt to take his final half-step.

He had to succeed or die trying.

Boom, crack!

Under the impact of the boundless berserk energy, Chen Fan finally crossed the Hegemonic Golden Body’s threshold. A resplendent golden light erupted from him.

After absorbing the energy of the final lightning dragon, Chen Fan’s physique finally leaped forward. He had finally gained initial mastery of the Hegemonic Golden Body.

If the max level of Hegemonic Golden Body was level 100, then Chen Fan had just reached level 1.

Although he had just crossed the threshold, the toughness of his physique had undergone another metamorphosis. He could now crush a Grade-5 treasure with his bare hands. It was extremely terrifying.

“Roar!” Chen Fan let out a furious roar. The sonic wave rolled out, sweeping across the surrounding five kilometers, shattering the layer of clouds in the sky.

Despite the heavenly tribulation’s brutal strikes, Chen Fan’s injuries healed almost instantly as he crossed the threshold of the Hegemonic Golden Body.

His terrifying recovery speed left Old Ancestor Qiu and the others staring wide-eyed and mouths agape.

Chen Fan stood like a golden god of war in the air, wielding the Purgatory Divine Halberd as he faced Old Ancestor Qiu and the others. His powerful fighting intent erupted like a blazing flame.

If he had failed to master the Hegemonic Golden Body, he would have turned and fled without hesitation. But now...

“Abominable little bastard, let’s see where you’ll run to today. This place will be your burial place!”

Old Ancestor Qiu snarled, his cold, stern gaze fixed on Chen Fan, intent on killing him with a thousand cuts. He was surprised when he realized that Chen Fan had advanced to the nine-revolution Golden Core realm in just five days.

If it were any other nine-revolution Golden Core, Old Ancestor Qiu wouldn’t have given them a second thought—a single breath would have been enough to end them. But Chen Fan was different.

Chen Fan could kill a first-level Divine Nascent realm expert with only seven-revolution Golden Core realm cultivation. Now that he had advanced into the nine-revolution Golden Core realm, his combat strength must have improved by leaps and bounds. Chen Fan might even rival Old Ancestor Qiu himself.

Still, he was not afraid, as he had three second-level Divine Nascent realm experts on his side. No matter how monstrous Chen Fan was, with their combined strength, Chen Fan couldn’t possibly defeat them all.

“Burial place...” Chen Fan smiled faintly. Killing intent also appeared in his eyes, and he said, “You’re right about one thing, but this isn’t my burial ground—it’s yours!”

“Hoho, are all Hong Domain martial artists so arrogant? Brat, it seems you haven’t grasped the reality of your situation. I admit that you’re a monstrous genius, being able to kill a first-level Divine Nascent realm expert like Qiu Lang when you were only at the seven-revolution Golden Core realm.

“And now you’ve even advanced to the nine-revolution Golden Core realm. If I had to fight you solo, I’m afraid I might not be able to bring you down.

“But now, with the three of us attacking together, no matter how monstrous you are, it’s impossible for you to make it out alive. Let me give you a piece of advice. Give yourself up obediently. Save us the trouble, and spare yourself from suffering,” Nie Gang said confidently, looking at Chen Fan with a smile.

However, Chen Fan raised his arm, pointing the Purgatory Divine Halberd straight at the three of them, and said coldly, “Cut the nonsense, you bunch of trash. Are you ready to die?”

The smile on Nie Gang’s face disappeared. A terrifying chilling intent erupted from him.

Even though Yang Wanli was still wearing a smile on his face, the killing intent in his eyes became even more sinister and cold.