Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1053 - Running for Dear Life

“Chen Fan, you won't escape from me! Let's see how many attacks you can endure!”

Nie Han's gaze was cold as he charged after Chen Fan at lightning speed.

Since he had taken matters into his own hands, he would become a laughingstock if he let Chen Fan escape. To a Legendary realm apex expert, anyone below that level was nothing more than an ant.

Boom, boom, boom!

Nie Han was incredibly fast. Chen Fan couldn't shake him off even with the Wings of Rain Dragon at full power.

Nie Han chased after Chen Fan tenaciously, attacking nonstop. His attacks shook heaven and earth, collapsing mountains and cracking the earth with unbelievable momentum.

During this chase, to avoid Nie Han’s attacks, Chen Fan had no choice but to counterattack head-on sometimes, which worsened his injuries.

“You won’t get away, Chen Fan. Go to hell!” Nie Han shouted furiously. A large hand grabbed Chen Fan, blotting out the sky, surging with overwhelming power.

Chen Fan could see layers of laws and talismans woven into the strike—a reflection of Nie Han's terrifying cultivation.

He wasn’t some newly advanced Legendary realm expert; he had deep accumulations in the Lesser Legendary realm.

As the colossal hand came crashing down, it felt as though heaven and earth had frozen in place.

He felt like that wasn’t a palm, but the Heavenly Dao’s laws pressing towards him.

Under this terrifying, blood-colored large hand, he was like a tiny boat, facing the violent waves of the sea, ready to capsize at any moment.

A Lesser Legendary realm apex expert’s full-powered attack instantly reduced Chen Fan to a powerless ant.

“Break for me!” Chen Fan shouted furiously. Towering demonic qi surged from him, turning heaven, earth, and all living things into chaos. He seemed to transform into a demonic battle god, stars orbiting around him as his aura peaked.

A terrifying Hand of Demon struck out, with several threads of law on it. This was his strongest attack, laced with eight intertwining threads of law.

When he had fought Beishan Hong, everyone assumed his limit was five threads of law.

That wasn’t true. He had already mastered six. Later, in the Ji Clan’s ancestral grounds, the highly active law of fire allowed him to grasp two more.

Now, all eight threads erupted at once. Even a Greater Peak Manifestation expert like Jing Wuxue wouldn’t dare face this head-on.

Boom, boom!

Rumble!

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Explosions tore through the battlefield. Wave after wave of terrifying force crashed against the descending blood-colored hand.

However, the difference in strength between Chen Fan and Nie Han was too great. The Hand of Demon was no match for that blood-colored, large hand and crumbled under the relentless pressure.

Boom, crack!

Wrapped in overwhelming might, that blood-colored large hand continued blasting down, leaving Chen Fan nowhere to hide.

This was the most helpless battle he had faced since stepping onto the martial path.

At the Myriad Demon Islands, a group led by the Demonic Child of Darkness had pursued him. A ninth-level Manifestation realm expert forced him into a dead end. Even then, he could still risk his life, drawing on the power of law to kill his enemies.

But now, facing a Lesser Legendary realm apex expert, even if he risked death and unleashed ten, or even dozens of threads of law, it was useless against Nie Han.

The disparity between their strengths was truly too great. It was insurmountable. The gap was so great that it was difficult for Chen Fan to escape.

Unless Chen Fan could comprehend and master the power of close to a hundred threads of law, he couldn’t resist Nie Han.

“Ah!” Chen Fan let out a miserable scream. It was as if he were about to explode, with his bones almost shattering. He activated his defensive treasures, but the blood-colored large hand crushed them into powder.

“Burst, burst, burst!” Chen Fan’s eyes turned bloodshot. He detonated multiple treasures at once, unleashing a shockwave that finally cracked the massive hand.

That large hand was finally shaken, with cracks forming on it.

Seizing the hard-won opening, he turned into a streak of golden light and fled.

Nie Han’s furious roar rang out in the sky.

“Thinking of running?”

Letting a brat in the seventh-level Manifestation realm like Chen Fan slip away from his hands was simply a humiliation for Nie Han. He could not accept it.

With a flip of his hand, endless might emanated from it. He sent another hand pressing toward Chen Fan once more, nearly crushing the sky into pieces.

As Chen Fan fled, he felt the space around him shatter. His muscles tightened fiercely, and Nie Han nearly caught him, like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to escape at all.

“Burst, burst, burst!”

However, Chen Fan was prepared for this. He immediately waved his hand, tossing several Grade-5 and 6 treasures out, detonating them. The resultant terrifying shockwaves struck the oncoming large hand.

Over the years, he had obtained many treasures. They were originally not of much use to him, and he was going to hand them over to the academy for some merit points. Now, they were his lifeline.

The terrifying shockwave formed from the detonation of the treasures caused Nie Han’s descending blood-colored large hand to tremble. As the pressure eased, Chen Fan beat his Wings of Rain Dragon furiously, darting forward without hesitation.

Nie Han’s bursts of angry roars came from behind.

“Ahhh, you damned bastard. Let’s see how many treasures you have left to detonate!"

He didn’t expect so many obstacles or that killing a mere ant like Chen Fan would require such effort.

It was the greatest humiliation he’d ever suffered. If word got out, it wouldn’t just ruin his reputation—he wouldn’t even dare show his face again.

“Die for me!” Nie Han roared angrily. He was extremely furious.

He immediately gave chase and blasted out with a punch. The color of blood filled the sky, transforming into a huge blood demon in the air that pounced at Chen Fan.

Without a glance, Chen Fan tossed out four or five more treasures. The resulting blast shattered the blood demon, its furious roar fading into nothing.

Nie Han’s face turned ashen, and his anger surged to the sky. He stepped forth continuously, and with a shake, the terrifying storm calmed down.

He was shaken inside. In mere moments, Chen Fan had thrown out about a dozen treasures. Even though they were all Grade-5 or 6 treasures, that was enough to leave him shocked.