Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 713 - All Experts Arrived

“How very confident of you!”

The First Dragon Lord's eyes blazed with fury as he struggled to suppress the anger boiling inside.

Being looked down upon by Chen Fan—despite his status as a second-level Heavenly Star realm expert—was an insult he couldn’t bear.

In his mind, each step forward in cultivation brought a profound increase in strength, especially for a genius like him. Surely, Chen Fan was no match for him now.

“You must still be living in the past, thinking I'm the same as I was three months ago," the First Dragon Lord sneered. “You’re about to find out how foolish you are. The phrase ‘height of folly’ fits you perfectly!”

As his aura surged, overwhelming killing intent poured out, and the sky above grew dark and heavy.

“Hahahaha, First Dragon Lord, you think you can act arrogantly before me after advancing to the second level? You may be a top genius of the younger generation, but to me, you’re just a dog!”

The sharp insult cut deep, its words like blades slicing into the First Dragon Lord’s pride.

“Die!” His face flushed as a pig’s liver, shifting colors from red to a dark purple before finally settling into a greenish-black hue, as if he were on the verge of coughing up blood from sheer anger.

There was nothing he could say. He suddenly flew out and struck out with a palm strike.

The sky changed at once. All phenomena were destroyed. In the sky, a dragon’s claw ripped through the sky, unleashing a killing move on Chen Fan.

“Dragon Shatters the Sun and Moon!”

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It was his ultimate killing move, a strike so powerful it could collapse ages and obliterate entire lands. The sun and moon seemed to shatter under the dragon’s claw, and the space between them dissolved into primal chaos.

The First Dragon Lord decided to take Chen Fan down alone and prove that, in the last three months, he had grown beyond comparison, while Chen Fan, in his mind, remained stagnant.

The First Dragon Lord’s killing move—a terrifying force—descended on Chen Fan, trying to suppress his soul.

It seemed like the claw could destroy the sun and the moon.

Yet, Chen Fan stood calmly, showing no fear. Even the Chen Fan from three months ago wouldn’t have feared him—now, Chen Fan was on an entirely different level.

He couldn’t even fight the First Dragon Lord with his full strength, as the First Fiend and the others weren’t here yet. If the First Dragon Lord died too quickly, the rest might not even dare to show up.

Chen Fan had no interest in hunting them down one by one.

“Go!” Chen Fan pushed his right palm out, executing the Northern Star Reaper Hand.

A terrifying palm seal shot forth, surging through the skies, opposing the mighty dragon claw that bore down on him.

Rumble!

Deafening noises rang out. The space exploded violently, turning into primal chaos. The terrifying qi currents surged like the sea, sweeping heaven and earth.

Amid the storm of destruction, Chen Fan calmly stepped forward, closing the distance between them. “First Dragon Lord, if I could kill you three months ago, what’s stopping me from killing you now? You want to kill me? Wake up to reality! You are a joke to me!”

The First Dragon Lord was so angry he could vomit blood. Chen Fan’s strength was simply beyond his expectations.

No wonder Chen Fan stayed brave, even against six peerless geniuses three months ago.

“Chen Fan, do you think this is the extent of my strength? You’re underestimating me too much!” said the First Dragon Lord coldly, gripping the Flood Dragon Spear as the roar of a true dragon echoed from within him.

The First Dragon Lord rose to the sky. A stream of light tore through the darkness and descended.

His terrifying spear transformed into a vicious, savage flood dragon, rushing down from the nine heavens with overwhelming force, reflected in Chen Fan’s eyes.

“Petty tricks, not even worth mentioning. Get lost!” Chen Fan rushed up fearlessly and unleashed a palm strike.

A massive golden palm, seemingly cast from gold and adorned with Buddha silhouettes, appeared in the sky, sweeping away the descending dragon in an instant.

Swish!

The First Dragon Lord staggered back, horror in his eyes as he stared at Chen Fan.

“How is this possible? Didn’t you just recover from serious injuries? Why are you still so powerful?” The First Dragon Lord was astonished.

The news from Gu Hao’s group said that Chen Fan had spent the last three months recuperating from injuries. Since his injuries had just healed, the First Dragon Lord had been confident that Chen Fan was no match for the current him.

But after just two palm strikes, he realized Chen Fan wasn’t weaker—in fact, he might be even stronger. There was no sign of someone who had just recovered from serious wounds.

Chen Fan chuckled faintly and said, “Did you think I haven’t improved at all during the past three months? How laughable!”

The First Dragon Lord was truly enraged, fully unleashing the power of his true dragon bloodline.

Huge amounts of true primeval stormed out in all directions, converging into several torrents that spread out like a spiderweb with him at the center.

Their true primeval collided in the air, exploding non-stop, destroying countless tangible and intangible existences.

But deep down, the First Dragon Lord grew more and more fearful.

As the battle between Chen Fan and the First Dragon Lord raged on, a voice echoed from afar.

“First Dragon Lord, it seems you really can’t do a thing to this little bastard!”

A mass of black light streaked through the sky at an incredible speed, carrying an overwhelming nefarious qi that shook heaven and earth. Within this dark aura, countless souls seemed to wail and roar in fury.

The First Fiend’s group had arrived.

The five other fiends had all advanced into the Heavenly Star realm, possessing very terrifying powers. When they flew over, their auras pressured the lands.

“Chen Fan, you little bastard, you definitely won’t get so lucky today. You’ll die for sure!”

The nefarious qi around the First Fiend and the others filled the skies, like a black storm sweeping across the land.

They rushed over as soon as they received the news from the First Dragon Lord, determined to finish the job this time and kill Chen Fan. They wouldn’t give Chen Fan any more chance to live.

The Evening Star Golden Star did not kill Chen Fan, so they would do it themselves!

Another voice rang out.

“You’re really lucky, Chen Fan. Even the Evening Star Golden Storm couldn’t kill you, but it’s fine. I’ve always wanted to slaughter you with my own hands. Since you didn’t die, I’ll kill you personally and fulfill my wish.”

Qin Wang, dressed in long golden robes, strode forward on a golden light, radiating a noble, kingly aura as if an emperor had descended into the mortal world.

His aura was overwhelming, more terrifying than both the First Dragon Lord and the First Fiend, who were second-level Heavenly Star realm experts. It was clear he had reached the peak of the second level and was just a step away from advancing to the third.

His voice echoed from afar, carrying the confidence of someone who viewed Chen Fan as a mere hindrance he could crush at will.

“Haha, how can we be left out when it comes to killing Chen Fan?” Three more figures appeared—Hong Jun, Ye Wushuang, and Liu Zong.