Unrivaled Martial Emperor

"Too horrifying! This is truly too horrifying!"

"My god, this isn't a fight between Legends. It's simply a clash between immortals!"

"That's right. Wang Zhong and Xia Hou are already Legends, sure. But Chen Fan, Xue Yin, and the others? Words fail me."

"The truly terrifying one is Chen Fan. Fighting five at once, and he still managed to heavily injure Xia Hou and Lu Zhuo. Is he really human?"

"This is dangerous. Although he is boundlessly powerful, even he can't last forever under a five-man siege."

"......"

The crowd was in shock—hearts pounding, blood burning. Every move from the battlefield seemed to tear at their nerves.

Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others surrounded Chen Fan, staring at him coldly. Yet beneath their calm exteriors, their hearts were trembling.

Chen Fan's strength had truly exceeded their expectations.

If they had to fight him one-on-one, they would most likely get themselves killed.

Unbelievable.

Yes, Chen Fan was bloodied and battered, but the sheer force of his will, the dominance of his power, was undeniable.

How could such a terrifying person exist in this world?

Take Xue Yin, for example. He had mastered a hundred and twenty threads of law, just five short of Chen Fan. On paper, their strengths weren't too far apart.

But in practice?

It wasn't even close.

And the more powerful Chen Fan appeared... the deeper the killing intent brewed in their hearts.

"Chen Fan, I didn't expect that even with us five joining hands, you'd hold out this long. It truly is unimaginable, but how long can you keep this up? I suggest you surrender. We'll give you a quick, painless death!" Xue Yin said coldly.

Chen Fan revealed a look of disdain and said, "Surrender? Ridiculous! You're wondering how much longer I can last? Long enough to kill all of you first."

"Hmph, how obstinate!"

Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others shouted angrily one after another.

Their combined attack had already heavily injured Chen Fan, yet his mouth was still as stubborn as ever. How annoying.

He smiled coldly and said, "You'll soon find out whether I'm bluffing. Save your breath for when you can block my saber!"

Even though he was covered in blood, Chen Fan did not care at all. He was badly hurt, yes, but far from finished.

He clasped his hand around a vicious weapon radiating a terrifying, malevolent qi.

"Uh-oh... I can barely control this thing. If you die, don't blame me."

The moment he revealed the weapon, a sense of dread gripped Xue Yin, Wang Zhong, and the others.

This snow-white vicious saber gave them an extremely dangerous feeling, like a sleeping beast—dangerous, primal, and suffocating.

It was none other than the Vicious Suppressor, the blade Chen Fan had obtained from Huo Qi.

He couldn't expose the Bodhi Ancient Tree; just by relying on his current strength, resisting all five would be very difficult.

Left without a choice, he could only test the might of the Vicious Suppressor.

He took a deep breath. His arm trembled slightly.

It was as if the blade had become fully awakened. A terrifying spiritual fluctuation rushed into Chen Fan's mind, turning into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It tried to drown his consciousness and turn him into a mindless slaughtering machine.

Buzz.

Suddenly, the small golden person in Chen Fan's origin acupoint erupted with divine might, instantly suppressing the bloodthirsty illusion and snapping him back to reality.

He swung the saber immediately.

The motion seemed simple—just a clean, ordinary slash. But the true primeval in his dantian surged into the Vicious Suppressor like a dam bursting, flooding into the blade and erupting into a streak of shocking saber qi aimed at Xue Yin.

Clang!

The saber qi swept out in an instant with unrivaled sharpness, slicing through the air with crushing force as it tore forward in a horizontal arc.

Although it hadn't reached Xue Yin yet, its deadly aura had already locked onto Xue Yin, freezing him in place.

Buzz!

The saber qi exploded from the saber, sweeping across the air with a force that stretched hundreds of meters.

"What!" Xue Yin turned pale from fright. Every hair on his body stood on end as the aura of death closed in, plunging his mind into a living nightmare.

Xue Yin formed several hand seals in a flash, forming a wave of blood qi in the air to block this streak of saber qi, a vast ocean trying to drown the saber qi.

However, this streak of saber qi was like an enormous ferocious beast, splitting the blood tide with ease. It tore through the crimson waves, destroying them effortlessly.

"How is this possible?" Xue Yin shrieked.

Rumble!

The saber qi fell on Xue Yin ruthlessly.

"Ah!" He let out a miserable scream as he was sent flying back from the slash, spurting blood in the air.

A harrowing wound appeared on him, extending from the top of his head to his lower half. He was nearly split into two by this streak of terrifying saber qi.

He survived, but the saber qi had slashed through all of his defenses. Even his Grade-8 defensive inner vest had shattered.

One could imagine the might of the slash.

He could only stare at Chen Fan with the most horrified gaze.

For the first time in his life, he felt death so close; it was mere inches away.

If it wasn't for his Grade-8 defensive vest blocking most of the power, that slash would have split him in half, killing him instantly.

His expression was filled with horror, and he wasn't alone. The other four were just as shocked and terrified.

Xue Yin had nearly been slain by the single slash.

"What a powerful attack. How could this be? What saber is that?"

"What terrifying, vicious qi. It doesn't feel like a weapon—it feels like an ancient, savage beast that could tear through heaven and earth, devouring gods and demons alike."

"I really didn't think Chen Fan would have such a hidden card. With this, there's a chance of him turning the tables!"

All around, the surrounding experts were frozen in disbelief.

Seeing the Vicious Suppressor in Chen Fan's hand, their faces were filled with horror.

"Great, Chen Fan can overturn the situation."

"That's right. Now, the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect and the foreign forces' plot would be completely crushed."

"Hmph, don't be so happy just yet. He's clearly relying on that saber. Without it, there's no way he could unleash such power. But the stronger the weapon, the greater the toll. He won't last long. Look at his breathing. He's already panting after one strike. At this rate, he can't last long. Maybe he can kill one or two more. After that, he'll be spent. Then... he'll die all the same."