Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Among the crowd, the True Martial Academy's disciples' expressions suddenly changed.

"Not good, those people have captured Yan Weiyi and the others and are trying to use them to deal with Chen Fan!"

"This is clearly a trap for Chen Fan, damn it!"

"If they dared to pull this off, they must be confident. We can't just stand by. Come on, let's go. If we can help Chen Fan, all the better."

"That's right, we can't just wait around. Follow them!"

Immediately, over a hundred people agreed.

Afterward, they all rose into the sky and followed them at their fastest speed.

However, compared to Chen Fan's speed, their pace was like a tortoise's, especially with him using the Wings of Rain Dragon. The gap was immense.

Fortunately, Chen Fan left behind traces of a powerful aura wherever he passed. They followed the aura and didn't lose track of him.

"What? He's so fast!"

Riding the flying shuttle, Shen Tianhao raised its speed to the limit, sweeping across the sky like a stream of light.

Even so, the distance between him and Chen Fan kept closing.

The realization made his scalp tingle.

His current speed wasn't inferior to that of a Lesser Legendary realm expert; unexpectedly, Chen Fan's speed was actually this terrifying. It was simply unimaginable.

Just as his mind was shaken, the space trembled violently.

Rumble!

A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped him—heavy and ancient like divine mountains—destabilizing the surrounding space and dragging his speed down as if he were sinking into a swamp.

Then, the sound of air exploding rang out.

Crackle!

All his hair stood on end. A massive hand, as if forged from stars, grabbed at him across the sky as if the universe was in its grasp.

"Impossible!" Shen Tianhao turned pale from fright. In his panic, he channeled his strongest power. True primeval gushed out of him like the Milky Way in the nine heavens, blasting out with a terrifying attack in an attempt to destroy the approaching Hand of Sky Rending Stars.

But Chen Fan, concerned for Yan Weiyi and the others' safety, held nothing back.

A hundred and twenty-five threads of law flashed wildly in his palm, making Shen Tianhao, who only had ninety-seven law threads, nearly suffocate.

"How is this possible? How could you possibly have mastered a hundred and twenty-five law threads!"

Under Chen Fan's Hand of Sky Rending Stars, Shen Tianhao's attack was smashed into pieces like tofu. It didn't slow for a moment, descending with the might to crush mountains and split rivers.

"Ah!" A miserable scream rang out.

Shen Tianhao's defenses were shattered, and he plummeted like a cannonball, heavily wounded.

Swish!

Chen Fan flitted over with an icy expression. With a sweep of his hand, he grabbed Shen Tianhao like a ragdoll, bleeding from all seven orifices.

"No, Chen Fan, you can't kill me! If you kill me, your senior brothers and sister will follow me into the grave!"

Shen Tianhao was horrified.

He had thought luring Chen Fan to the blind valley would be a simple errand. Instead, it had become a death sentence.

If he had known Chen Fan was this powerful, he would never have come.

"Hmph." Chen Fan snorted coldly. His gaze remained steady as he cast the Soul Searching Technique on Shen Tianhao.

"Ahhh..."

He didn't show any mercy, using the cruelest method to search Shen Tianhao's soul to get all the information.

Unable to withstand the brutal technique, Shen Tianhao's divine nascent collapsed, killing him on the spot.

Chen Fan casually tossed the corpse aside. His eyes shone with an icy color.

"Phew, luckily, Senior Brothers and Sister have not fallen into their hands yet. There's still hope!"

From Shen Tianhao's memories, Chen Fan learned that Yan Weiyi and the others were not yet captured by Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others.

However, their situation was far from safe.

"I didn't expect this... To deal with me, Wang Zhong and Xia Hou broke through to the Legendary realm after entering the core area. And there's also Xue Yin, Mo Yue, and Lu Zhuo, three peerless prides of heaven of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect. Although they are not Legends, they are no weaker than Wang Zhong and Xia Hou. Each likely commands over a hundred threads of law!"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. A gloomy and cold light burst out of them.

He gained a lot of information from Shen Tianhao's memories, giving him a rough understanding of the situation.

"Luring me into a trap, huh..." Chen Fan smiled coldly, utterly unshaken.

Although Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others were powerful—equivalent to five Lesser Legendary realm experts waiting for him ahead—even if it meant charging into a deathtrap, Chen Fan wouldn't back down.

Even if it were a tiger's den a hundred times more dangerous, he'd still break through.

There was no way Chen Fan could stand by and let Yan Weiyi and the others die.

Although they were not in danger for now, he knew it was only because the five enemies hadn't acted yet.

Once the five of them struck, the formation in the blind valley wouldn't hold.

Swish!

Wasting no time, Chen Fan tore through the sky like a bolt of lightning, following the route in Shen Tianhao's memories.

The blind valley:

Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the three others stood proudly in the air. There were also quite a few people from the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect and the foreign forces around them.

For the moment, none attacked the formation.

To Xue Yin and the others, Yan Weiyi's group was merely a side target; the real prey was Chen Fan.

If they moved to kill the disciples of the Peerless Peak right now, they couldn't be sure whether Chen Fan had a way to sense their deaths. If he did, he might never show up.

Furthermore, in their opinions, Yan Weiyi and the others had no chance of escape.

It wouldn't be too late for them to break the formation and kill them after they got rid of Chen Fan.

Suddenly, thunder rolled across the horizon.

Rumble!

Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others' gazes instantly narrowed in alarm.

"He's here!"

Then, their gazes widened at once. They immediately sensed the aura, familiar and powerful.

The five exchanged glances, cruel smiles curling at their lips.

Together, they were the strength of five Lesser Legendary realm experts.

If they couldn't kill Chen Fan even with such a line-up, they might as well not live at all.

The sound of rolling thunder tore through the air, reaching them, shocking those with relatively weaker cultivation, making their qi and blood tumble violently. Low groans rang out in succession, and their faces paled.

"Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, didn't you want to lure me into a trap? I, Chen Fan, have come!"