Unrivaled Martial Emperor

"Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this?"

Zhang Daoling had spoken.

He gazed at Ziyang Palace's grand elder and the others, and an invisible pressure shrouded them.

The Ziyang Palace's grand elder and the other Void Immortal Supremes raised their eyebrows.

After spending considerable time on this continent, they had naturally gained a solid understanding of its major powers, especially the Void Immortal Supremes of the nine overlord-class forces.

They knew about Zhang Daoling. Widely acknowledged as the strongest here, he was even recognized by the Featherlight Immortal Envoy as being just a step away from ascension.

Since the words came from the envoy himself, there was no room for doubt.

Every Lower Realm under the Featherlight Immortal Sect, be it the Tianwu, Ziyang, or Tianxuan Continents, had its own envoy. And all those present were well aware of the immense strength these envoys commanded.

Even though they were all Void Immortal Supremes, not all Void Immortals were the same.

Zhang Daoling's invisible aura alone, unleashed the moment he spoke, was enough to confirm the envoy's judgment.

Going to war with the True Martial Academy?

Only fools would do that!

"Hmph, this time, we've truly seen the depth of your academy's strength. We concede defeat!" said the Ziyang Palace's grand elder, standing up with an icy expression.

With those words, the suffocating tension in the air visibly eased.

After all, open conflict would bring only widespread death, an outcome neither side truly desired.

"Alright, we've experienced the grace of your academy this time. Let it serve as inspiration for our disciples. We won't overstay our welcome. Farewell."

As the Ziyang Palace's grand elder finished speaking, he flung his sleeves and strode off, vanishing into the distance.

The Ziyang Palace members followed after him with ugly expressions.

"Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

The Tianxuan Sacred Sect, Ten Absolutes Sect, Eight Star Temple, and the other forces of foreign continents also stood up and excused themselves perfunctorily before leaving.

They no longer had the face to remain at the True Martial Academy and feared that staying any longer might provoke another blood-spitting remark from Chen Fan.

As the saying went, if you lose, lose with dignity.

No matter how bitter they felt, they had no choice but to endure it.

Naturally, the True Martial Academy wouldn't ask them to stay. No pleasantries were exchanged.

If it hadn't been for Chen Fan returning in time, they might have been the ones forced to bow their heads today.

The foreign forces had come with ill intentions, and they nearly had a falling out earlier, so they just couldn't be bothered keeping up appearances.

"Hoho, Brother Zhang, Brother Chu, it's all thanks to your academy's disciples that the dignity of our continent's martial world was preserved today. Otherwise, those outsiders would have broken the backbone of our martial arts world," said the Wu Clan's Void Immortal Supreme.

Indeed, those foreign powers had already swept through the other overlord-class sects and were preparing to trample the academy as well.

Had they succeeded, the Tianwu Continent's martial arts would have been thoroughly humiliated.

The Yue Clan's Void Immortal Supreme chimed in, "Although we barely saved our face, the situation is alarming. You're all aware that while these disciples are top-tier talents, they aren't the strongest their sects have to offer. That doesn't bode well for us."

The Sword God Mountain Manor's Void Immortal also said worriedly, "Brother Yue has a point. The Immortal Draft Assembly is almost upon us, and judging by what we've seen so far... I fear for the Tianwu Continent's prospects."

Chen Fan had dampened Wang Zhong and the others' momentum, essentially shattering their hopes of stepping through the doors of immortality. However, the true elites of those foreign sects hadn't even appeared. They must be preparing for the Immortal Draft Assembly.

When that time came, how would their prodigies hold their ground against the most formidable geniuses from the other continents?

Chu Qingtian, too, looked grim. "That's right. This battle revealed the gap between their younger generation and ours. If we want to stand a chance at the Immortal Draft Assembly, we must act fast and find the core area of the Nebulous Divine Palace and allow our disciples to enter and seize its opportunities. Only then will they have any hope of contending with the foreign elites."

"Brother Chu is right. Now, the only way for our prodigies to rapidly gain strength is the core area of the Nebulous Divine Palace."

The Void Immortal Supremes nodded.

Immediately afterward, these behemoths' figures flashed, disappearing.

They had gone to convene in secret and discuss how to locate the palace's core.

Swish, swish, swish.

Countless gazes between heaven and earth all fell on Chen Fan after they left.

If not for this man, things would have unfolded just as the Wu Clan's Void Immortal Supreme had said. The entire Tianwu Continent would have lost all face.

Everyone looked skyward at that god-like figure, each trying to etch his image deep into their soul.

Those who thought a step ahead already realized: once word of this battle spread, it would shake the continent to its core.

In the month before this, the various overlord-class forces had suffered crushing defeats against the talents from the foreign forces, leaving the people of the entire Tianwu Continent anxious.

If the True Martial Academy had lost, it would have felt as if the sky itself had collapsed.

After all, in the hearts of countless martial artists, the nine overlord-class forces were sacred, nine invincible peaks that symbolized power, glory, and the pinnacle of martial excellence. They were holy lands, the gathering places of the continent's prides of heaven.

Their defeat also meant the defeat of the Tianwu Continent!

Fortunately, Chen Fan turned the situation around and saved the day.

Many people held a pessimistic view toward this battle. Yet now, as news of the event began to spread, it was like a divine spark igniting a continent-wide blaze. A powerful surge of morale swept through Tianwu.

Chen Fan's name echoed across cities, mountains, and seas. It would not only be remembered—it would be carved into the annals of history.

The way things developed was indeed as the people had expected.

After news of this battle spread, the entire Tianwu Continent was shaken.

Everything that had happened in the True Martial Academy spread at a terrifying speed.

The entire world learned of it overnight.

From the very beginning, the eyes of the entire Tianwu Continent had been fixed on the True Martial Academy, their final hope to defend the continent's honor.

So, any movements from the True Martial Academy's side would spread like wildfire.

When the people learned that Chen Fan defeated the strongest talents from the foreign forces with his lone strength and made them kneel in a row, countless martial artists of the Tianwu Continent cheered in satisfaction. They even regretted that they couldn't witness this scene with their own eyes.

It was too exhilarating. Too cathartic.

With this battle, Chen Fan's name didn't just spread—it blazed across the Tianwu Continent.

He had become a legend.