Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1050 - Battling Jing Wuxue

If Chen Fan didn’t have such stellar battle results, the Scarlet Moon Hall wouldn’t have attached such importance to him.

So, such a line-up was necessary; otherwise, killing him wouldn’t be easy.

“Chen Fan, to show how highly we value you, our hall has sent us five to come intercept and kill you. Even in death, you should be honored. After all, you are probably the first to receive such treatment since time immemorial,” said the leader, overflowing with killing intent.

They were confident in their mission. If Chen Fan escaped despite their lineup, it would be downright humiliating—not that they’d ever admit it.

“That’s right. Even if you have a pair of wings, you won’t escape today! It’s time for those legends of yours to end today!” said the other Greater Peak Manifestation realm expert in a low, muffled voice.

“Hoho, there are simply too many people who want to kill me—you wouldn’t even get a spot in line. And those who tried? They’re either in hell or on their way. You won’t be an exception.”

Chen Fan glanced at them, their powerful auras pressing down. Dealing with them wouldn’t be easy.

Still, he could not show any signs of fear. He said indifferently, “Did you think you five would be enough to kill me? How naïve of you! If I were that easy to kill, would I still be standing?”

“Hmph, no need to show off your sharp tongue. We will soon find out if we are enough or not. You four, keep an eye on him. I’ll probe his strength. Die!”

The leader suddenly brandished a blood-colored saber, striking without hesitation. A streak of bloody saber qi tore through the sky, its terrifying might shaking the heavens.

He was a Greater Peak Manifestation realm expert who had nearly mastered the power of law. When he struck, the might shook even the sky.

Chen Fan snorted, and the Brilliant Blade appeared in his hand. He instantly slashed out a streak of terrifying brilliance that tore through the sky, meeting the incoming blood-colored saber qi head-on.

Rumble!

The clash shook the void, nearly breaking through the primal chaos. Energy storms rippled outward in tidal waves, ring after ring.

“Haha, very well. As expected of the world-famous Chen Fan. I’ll be taking that Brilliant Blade of yours. Go to hell! Remember, I, Jing Wuxue, killed you.”

Jing Wuxue roared wildly, his eyes burning with greed. To him, the Grade-9 Brilliant Blade was like an unmatched beauty laid bare.

If he could take it, perhaps he could even contend with a Lesser Legendary realm expert for a few moves.

A thunderous roar echoed through the void.

An icy, bone-piercing killing intent swept over, leaving devastation in its wake as Jing Wuxue launched another slash. Blood qi surged to the sky, and the law erupted, tearing heaven and earth apart.

“I do not need to remember a dead man,” Chen Fan said coldly with his eyes slightly narrowed. The aura of law filled the surrounding space. The light of brilliance illuminated heaven and earth, breaking through the terrifying attacks.

“Such arrogance!” Jing Wuxue flew into a rage. His ocean-like aura shattered the void, surging toward Chen Fan with overwhelming force.

“Chen Fan, did you really think all five of us would attack you together? You’re too naïve. Our Scarlet Moon Hall has thoroughly studied your methods—they're here to prevent you from escaping. I, Jing Wuxue, alone, am enough to kill you.”

They knew Chen Fan possessed a powerful movement art with unmatched speed. If they failed to kill him in one strike, he would flee, and catching him afterward would be nearly impossible.

“Break for me!” Chen Fan also shouted. Golden light shone from him and rushed to the sky as he channeled the Hegemonic Golden Body.

The Brilliant Blade swept out, its overwhelming aura swallowing the land under the sun.

Boom, boom!

The two clashed like colliding stars.

In an instant, space collapsed. Blinding light tore through the sky like billions of arrows, piercing the heavens.

Swoosh, swoosh.

When all was said and done, Chen Fan was much weaker than Jing Wuxue. Under such terrifying collisions, he was sent flying out, spewing fresh blood furiously. The protective true primeval around him exploded.

Swish.

Jing Wuxue walked out from the storm, looking at Chen Fan, his gaze flickering. He said, “I have to admit, you are indeed a rare, monstrous genius. A once-in-a-century genius. No wonder you received the Immortal Draft Token. You are only at the seventh level, but your combat strength is comparable to a Lesser Peak Manifestation realm expert. If you’re allowed to grow, you will be a huge threat to our holy cult.”

Jing Wuxue’s aura rose and fell, very berserk and powerful, shaking the heavens and the universe.

Chen Fan wiped away the traces of blood at the corner of his mouth and said viciously with a fierce gaze, “Hmph, you want to kill me? You’re still not qualified!”

Jing Wuxue was indeed powerful. Although Chen Fan’s mastery of the law was almost on par with his, the other party’s cultivation was in the Greater Peak Manifestation realm. The difference showed at once.

Thankfully, his Hegemonic Golden Body had advanced to level 30 in the Ji Clan’s ancestral grounds, and he had cultivated the Heaven and Earth Furnace. This made his true primeval even more condensed and flawless. If not for that, the earlier strike would have left him gravely injured and unable to fight.

Starry light suddenly manifested around Chen Fan and transformed into a storm of stars. He thrust his arm toward Jing Wuxue.

“Hand of Sky Rending Stars!”

Like the arm of a starry giant, the air exploded under his palm.

“It’s useless. I admit your strength rivals a top-tier Lesser Peak Manifestation expert, but the gap between Lesser and Greater Peak Manifestation isn’t so easily bridged."

Before his words faded, his palm struck—a towering, blood-colored seal crashing down as if to crush a corner of heaven and earth. Its terrifying aura locked firmly onto Chen Fan.

Rumble!

The two large hands met in the air, erupting with boundless divine light, setting off terrifying gales.

Under Jing Wuxue’s large blood-colored hand, Chen Fan’s Hand of Sky Rending Stars collapsed gradually, collapsing like sand in a storm.

Chen Fan furrowed his brow tightly. Sweeping his gaze around, his heart was very heavy.

The other four did not make a move, but their powerful auras were locked onto him firmly, preventing him from escaping.

This was troublesome.

He was no match for a Greater Peak Manifestation realm. Wanting to break through this inescapable net of heaven and earth was harder than ascending to the heavens.