Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 721 - End?

Ye Wushuang and Liu Zong’s attack reached Chen Fan’s side just as the Fist Fiend and Hong Jun.

Chen Fan turned around and let their attacks land. It was like ants trying to shake a tree; he was unfazed.

Whoosh!

Chen Fan punched using the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture, destroying an entire area. Wherever it passed, space dissolved into primal chaos. A vast expanse was vaporized.

The attack turned Liu Zong into a fine mince. But then, an immense amount of Star God energy scattered, bursting into radiant lights as countless stars rose and fell.

“Star God Condenses, Invincible Body!”

Liu Zong reformed himself in the starlight from the mangled mass

As a disciple of Stargazer Peak, he cultivated the power of the stars, practicing the mysterious heaven-tier martial art, Concealed Stars Scripture.

Yet Chen Fan’s Flood Dragon Fist Scripture crashed down again. His hand grasped all the star phenomena, and Liu Zong began to shrink within his grip, eventually reduced to a seven-inch figure.

“No!” Liu Zong roared to the skies in anguish, “Don’t kill me. I’ll give you all my treasures and points if you let me live. You already killed four of them. If you kill me as well, you'll shake the entire academy and create an irreconcilable grudge with Stargazer Peak. You'll spark the greatest conflict in the academy’s history!"

Snap!

Chen Fan ignored his plea-cum-threat and let the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture attack close in on him. Liu Zong exploded, and all his impurities and treasures turned into fine powder.

“Ahhh!” Liu Zong let out a roar of fury. He kept channeling his cultivation furiously, wanting to reform himself, but it was completely useless.

All of him was reduced to nothing in the blazing sacred fire.

Liu Zong, dead!

Chen Fan turned around, looking at the last person standing: Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang was trembling in terror, a far cry from the once peerless pride of heaven. Of the six who had stood against Chen Fan, only he remained, powerless to even make a ripple.

“Chen Fan, I was wrong. I know my mistake. Spare my life. I can hand over the heaven-tier martial art, Kassapa Sword Art, in return. You practice the sword as well. This can make you even stronger!”

Ye Wushuang was on the verge of kneeling to beg him for mercy.

They were all dead, leaving only him. Regret consumed him; he cursed the moment he joined Hong Jun and Liu Zong in this fight.

The Peerless Peak had chosen Chen Fan—that alone should have been warning enough.

Chen Fan was clearly beyond their league. Did they think themselves stronger than Zhang Daoling? Were they capable of grasping heaven’s mysteries?

“Do you think admitting your mistake will save you? You came to kill me out of selfish ambition, and now that you’re defeated, you want to escape by admitting your fault? Moreover, the Kassapa Sword Art or whatever, everything you have will become mine after I kill you. I don’t need your offer."

Chen Fan had always been merciless towards his enemies and would cut off the roots cleanly.

Rumble!

The terrifying Flood Dragon Fist Scripture down from the sky, obliterating the space around it.

“Ah, damn it. Since that is the case, I’ll fight you. Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me!”

Begging was useless; he had to do something more drastic. Ye Wushuang’s eyes went bloodshot as he charged Chen Fan without care, unleashing a destructive aura.

He was going to self-detonate!

“Thinking of taking me down with you? Are you worthy?”

Chen Fan sneered, slashing through the air with his sword. The strike tore the heavens and split Ye Wushuang in half, instantly dissipating the destructive aura.

The six peerless prides of heaven were dead!

Their essence, treasures, and points now belonged to Chen Fan. He was the undisputed top figure now.

The people in the surroundings were completely stunned.

Dead.

The six peerless prides of heaven were completely wiped out, with not one survivor.

Among the crowd, several prides of heaven silently counted their blessings, grateful they hadn’t let envy cloud their judgment. Otherwise, they might have shared the same fate.

Outside, the disappearance of the six top experts' names brought a heavy silence.

Qin Wang and the other five were all dead.

In addition to them, over a hundred geniuses also perished.

Speechless.

Silence.

No one knew what to say.

In the history of the True Martial Academy, never had such a devastating loss occurred before, all at the hands of one person—Chen Fan.

That had lost six potential Legendary realm peak experts.

Along with them, a hundred other geniuses—future Manifestation realm experts—had also been swept away by Chen Fan, leaving nothing behind.

Shaken.

The shock rippled through even the highest-ranking officials, shaking their hearts.

On the Peerless Peak’s side, Di Chen and the others were also speechless.

The chaos Chen Fan had unleashed was too overwhelming.

Although killing wasn’t forbidden in the Demon Hunting Competition, would the halls that had suffered heavy losses, like the Law Enforcement Hall and the Heavenly Bastion Peak, simply let it go?

Once the Demon Hunting Competition ended and Chen Fan was out, the few disciples of Peerless Peak couldn’t ensure his safety.

“They all died. This is too scary.”

“What is a Killing God? This is a Killing God.”

“It’s over. This massacre is finally over. I can only imagine how things are outside. The halls that suffered must have lost their minds by now."

“Haaa, who can they blame?”

“......”

Looking at the devastation, a faint sense of sadness rose in the crowd’s hearts.

"What a powerful human," the undying blood demon muttered darkly. "He can't be allowed to live. If he grows any stronger, he’ll be a great calamity for our demon race. I must kill him! His vitality is incredible. Just thinking about draining his fresh blood stirs a powerful desire in me—I might even advance to the Manifestation realm."

Despite being only at the ninth-level Divine Nascent realm, Chen Fan had defied the heavens, slaughtering Qin Wang and other Heavenly Star realm experts. It was truly beyond belief.

“Perfect. His guard is down now. I have an 80 to 90 percent chance of success if I strike now. No matter how strong his body is, it can’t withstand a single blow from me."

The undying blood demon’s eyes gleamed. The demon blended into the void, silently moving toward Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, who had just begun to relax, suddenly felt alarms going off in his mind. An overwhelming sense of danger descended upon him.

“What’s going on? Is someone from outside making a move?” Chen Fan furrowed his brow.

No one in this realm should pose a threat to him. This kind of danger could only come from Manifestation or Legendary realm experts in the outside world.

Just then, a chilling sneer echoed in his ear.

“Keke, lowly worm, let me suck your fresh blood dry obediently!”

Suddenly, pain shot through Chen Fan’s neck.