Unrivaled Martial Emperor

This slash from Chen Fan shocked everyone.

As expected, though the move didn't seem too flashy, the consumption was tremendous for Chen Fan.

One-fifth of his true primeval was consumed in an instant. In other words, he could only use it five times before being completely drained.

How terrifying was that!

To put things into perspective, Chen Fan's total true primeval was ten times greater than that of others at his level. Anyone else attempting the same attack would be depleted after just one stroke.

This hinted at the Vicious Suppressor's astounding grade—it clearly surpassed Grade-9 treasures. Perhaps it was an immortal artifact or an immortal saber used by immortals.

And despite unleashing such a powerful slash, he sensed he had tapped less than a tenth of the saber's true might, likely because his cultivation level was still too low.

He had forcibly used the saber, which triggered an enormous drain on his true primeval.

Normally, with Chen Fan's deep reserves and fast recovery, he could battle for days without significant loss. The fact that one move consumed a fifth of his power speaks volumes about the saber's demands.

Still, its effects were just as astounding.

Without the saber, facing a five-man siege, his only hope would've been revealing the Bodhi Ancient Tree.

Now, the slash had heavily injured Xue Yin.

Perhaps one more stroke would be enough to finish off the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect's prized monster.

Chen Fan's breathing became heavy.

The Vicious Suppressor was terrifyingly powerful and burdensome to wield. His qi and blood stirred endlessly, and his true primeval was in turmoil. Breathing heavily, he said with a grin, "I told you. Don't blame me if you die."

With that, he unleashed another slash from the Vicious Suppressor with a ringing sound. It shot forth instantly—faster than lightning—tearing through heaven and earth.

The saber light was fast. Even though Xue Yin was prepared, the vicious qi overwhelmed his mind, dragging him into a nightmarish vision once again.

By the time he returned to his senses, the slash was already upon him.

"No!" Xue Yin roared out loud. Ignoring his injuries, he summoned all his strength, which turned into an indomitable bloody beast, radiating an incomparably terrifying aura. It raised its massive claw, swiping at the incoming slash.

However, with a squishing sound, the saber light sliced through the beast like it was soft tofu, meeting almost no resistance.

"Save me!" Xue Yin roared furiously, calling out to Mo Yue, Wang Zhong, and the others.

The slash was too terrifying. He could already smell the thick scent of the aura of death.

If Wang Zhong and the others didn't step in, death was certain.

However, Wang Zhong, Mo Yue, and the others didn't move.

Or rather, they didn't dare to.

They had seen it clearly: Xue Yin had nearly been cleaved in half by the previous strike. Why would they step in the path of something that lethal?

To intervene would be no different from courting death.

And so, the saber light crashed into Xue Yin like a wrathful dragon.

Boom!

Xue Yin was a pride of heaven of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect with a hundred and twenty law threads and strength comparable to a Lesser Legendary realm expert. He was obliterated mid-air, reduced to a mist of blood, which the Vicious Suppressor swiftly absorbed.

The entire world was petrified by the scene.

Although many had expected this, seeing it firsthand still deeply shook them.

After all, Xue Yin wasn't some nameless figure—he was a top-tier expert. Despite only having strength comparable to a Legend, no one would have objected if he were outright called a Legend.

Yet such a pride of heaven was cut down by Chen Fan in just two strokes, as easily as chopping vegetables.

Whispers filled the air as countless eyes trembled with emotion.

"What... What a terrifying saber!"

"Xue Yin died... just like this?!"

"Killing an expert on par with a Legend in two strokes—what's happening to this world?"

"Am I dreaming? But why... does this dream feel so real?"

"Exactly what kind of saber is that? How come it's so terrifying and ferocious? It even absorbed Xue Yin's qi and blood."

"If... I had a saber like that, I could slay a Legend too!"

"Such a ferocious saber. Did Chen Fan obtain it in the core area?"

Some even began coveting the Vicious Suppressor.

Greed knows no bounds—regardless of danger, human desire remains insatiable.

Many people were already blinded by the Vicious Suppressor's terrifying might, thinking that if Chen Fan could kill Xue Yin in two strokes, they could do the same if they had the weapon.

With such a blade, they imagined themselves unstoppable upon reaching the Legendary realm.

At the very least, they would be invincible on the Tianwu Continent!

Why should a treasure like that belong to Chen Fan and not to them?

Many even believed they alone were worthy of such a supreme weapon.

Naturally, Chen Fan had long since anticipated such a situation.

However, he didn't care about it.

Anyone who dared covet his treasure was simply courting death.

Since he dared to bring it out, he wasn't afraid of others having ideas.

Xue Yin's death gave Wang Zhong, Mo Yue, and the others a huge scare. Looks of horror appeared on their faces.

A comrade who had once stood shoulder-to-shoulder with them was now dead, cut down by Chen Fan in two effortless strokes, utterly unable to resist.

They looked at the Vicious Suppressor in horror.

Of course, more than fear, they felt a burning desire.

Yes, a burning desire.

They believed that if Chen Fan could slay a Lesser Legendary realm expert with two strikes, they, armed with such a weapon, could also become unstoppable, capable of cutting down gods and buddhas alike.

Although they feared the Vicious Suppressor's terrifying might, Wang Zhong, Mo Yue, and the others had no intention of retreating.

They could also tell that it was immensely burdensome for Chen Fan to wield the Vicious Suppressor. He had only swung it twice, and already his face had gone pale, his breath unsteady—clear signs of exhaustion.

Although Xue Yin's death scared them, they also believed that Chen Fan couldn't launch many more slashes.

In that case, they still had a chance.

That meant they still had a chance—not only to kill him, but to seize the Vicious Suppressor.

How could they miss it?!