Unrivaled Martial Emperor

"Chen Fan, I have to admit, you have truly surprised us. We came prepared to kill you, considering every possible scenario. Each of us carries a Grade-9 treasure... yet you still had such a trump card hidden." Mo Yue's low, muffled voice rang out.

They had entered the core area to wipe out the elites of the various major forces. However, the task highest on their priority list, one their higher-ups had personally ordered, was to kill Chen Fan.

And that wasn't just the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect's order; even the foreign continent forces had issued the same command.

To ensure success, each of the five attackers had been given a Grade-9 treasure. The Blood Heavenly Demon Sect knew well the kind of methods and items Chen Fan possessed.

However, none had expected Chen Fan to have such a terrifying saber.

This went far beyond the realm of ordinary treasures. Even the strongest Grade-9 treasures in the overlord-class forces' possession weren't this terrifying.

They could only assume that he had acquired it in the core area.

The thought filled the four with silent hatred. Why was Chen Fan so damn lucky?

Mo Yue seemed to have seen through Chen Fan's real situation and said, "You probably obtained this saber in the core area. Rumor has it that the master of the Nebulous Divine Palace isn't from the Tianwu Continent but from the thirty-three Heavenly Domains. A true immortal. So, this is probably an immortal artifact. You are really lucky.

"Still, immortal artifacts can only be properly used by immortals. Even Void Immortal Supremes struggle to wield it. How many times can a Lesser Peak Manifestation realm martial artist like you activate this saber?

"From what I see, you're already at your limit after activating the saber twice.Hmph, even with such an immortal artifact in hand, you can't turn the tables. I suggest you surrender!"

Chen Fan kept breathing heavily.

After having two-fifths of his true primeval drained at once, even with Chen Fan's rich reserves, it was impossible to recover easily.

To the others, he appeared nearly spent.

After all, even if he had strength comparable to a Lesser Legendary realm, that wasn't the same as having the same cultivation. The difference mattered, as such a realm simply lacked the reserves to sustain prolonged high-level combat.

The Legendary realm marked a complete metamorphosis: not just in power, but in physique, recovery, and true primeval capacity.

Chen Fan was a rare exception, possessing ten times the true primeval of others at his level.

If it were anyone else—no matter how monstrous their combat strength—facing a true Legendary realm expert in a long fight would inevitably lead to defeat. Their reserves just wouldn't hold up.

So, from an outsider's perspective, according to the total amount of true primeval a Lesser Peak Manifestation realm martial artist had, Chen Fan should already be at his limit after sending out two slashes.

In fact, most at that level wouldn't even be able to unleash one.

After all, according to Mo Yue, the Vicious Suppressor was an immortal artifact.

It had great power; consequently, the consumption was astronomical.

Chen Fan being able to send out two slashes and kill Xue Yin had already exceeded many people's expectations.

Suddenly, a rogue cultivator with ninety-nine law threads stepped forward among the crowd and said with a cold laugh, "Gege, brat, hand over the saber. A treasure like that isn't something you can wield."

Another rogue cultivator who had also mastered ninety-nine threads of law stepped forward with similar intent.

"That's right, brat. Hand over the saber, and we can help you deal with these people."

But their words came from a safe distance. They didn't dare approach.

Despite Chen Fan's exhausted appearance, both he and the Vicious Suppressor exuded a terrifying aura; they weren't confident enough to gamble.

If he still had some strength left, he could finish them off in one stroke if they went up.

Someone from the True Martial Academy couldn't watch any longer and roared furiously at those rogue cultivators, "Damn it, you ingrates! Chen Fan is trying to save us. How can you do this!"

"Hehe, what bullshit is this? The people from the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect and the foreign forces are targeting you elites, not us rogue cultivators. We never needed his help."

"That's right. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with us," another added, laughing coldly.

A wave of sneers followed.

If they could obtain the Vicious Suppressor, it would be their chance to soar to the heavens in one go. It wouldn't be a pipe dream for them to rule over the Tianwu Continent in the future.

Mo Yue's eyes flickered thoughtfully before he said, "Chen Fan, I can give you a way out. Hand over the saber, and I guarantee no one here will kill you. Our Blood Heavenly Demon Sect will also leave the core area immediately. We know the legacy here isn't ours to take anyway. What do you say?"

Chen Fan laughed in mockery.

Mo Yue's predictions were really something. Hand over the Vicious Suppressor to him? Was that even possible?

"Cut the crap. If you want this saber of mine, kill me, and it will be yours." Chen Fan said coldly, "So, who wants to try first? If I'm truly spent, congratulations! The saber is yours. Who's coming?"

Chen Fan's words caused Mo Yue and the others' expressions to change.

All of them wanted the Vicious Suppressor, but they were afraid that Chen Fan was only pretending to be exhausted. The first attacker might become another Xue Yin. But if he really was drained, this moment was the perfect chance.

After a brief exchange of glances, Mo Yue, Wang Zhong, and the others came to a silent agreement: strike together.

Swish, swish!

All of a sudden, the four of them pounced at Chen Fan.

Even if he was only pretending to be exhausted, he could only block one of them; the unlucky one would fall, but the others could seize the saber.

After all, it took him two slashes to kill Xue Yin. Surely he couldn't do more than that.

As the four of them launched forward, the corner of Chen Fan's lips curved up into a cold smile.

Suddenly, he moved.

Raising the Vicious Suppressor, he pounced at Xia Hou. A terrifying streak of saber qi instantly swept out.

He had already heavily injured Xia Hou earlier. He was definitely easier to kill than Xue Yin.

Seeing Chen Fan choosing to attack him, Xia Hou was scared out of his mind. He immediately stopped rushing forward and tried to retreat.

However, since Chen Fan had chosen him, there was no way he would allow him to retreat.

The terrifying saber light chased after Xia Hou in an instant, covering him completely.

Xia Hou, a Lesser Legendary realm expert, was split into two almost instantly.