Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 965 - Returning to the Academy

“Brat, you won’t get away. Surrender now, and I swear I won’t kill you!”

After a day-long chase, Chen Fan had long since escaped the Dead Region. However, Zhu Tianzong did not give up; he was still hot on Chen Fan’s trail. He also felt shocked by Chen Fan’s vast reserve of true primeval.

“Hahahaha, stop lying. We’ll talk again after you catch up to me!” Chen Fan mocked.

Without the Herbaceous Water Spirit’s support, his true primeval would have been exhausted long ago.

But since he had only used a little over half of it to break through to the fifth-level Manifestation realm, he still had plenty left to sustain him.

“Damn it, you really surprised me. Supreme martial arts, treasures, and now an endless true primeval reserve. This is unbelievable, but how long can you last? Catching you is just a matter of time!” Zhu Tianzong was still trying to delude Chen Fan.

“Hahahaha, ridiculous. My true primeval is endless. Yours might run dry, but mine won’t!” Chen Fan laughed out loud. Immediately, his aura became full and majestic.

“How could this be?” Zhu Tianzong was shocked when he sensed Chen Fan’s aura became full in an instant. Then, realization struck him, and his face contorted with fury. “Damn it, you bastard, you consumed the Herbaceous Water Spirit!”

“Hahahaha! Took you long enough to figure that out.”

“Ahhh, damn you, you deserve to die! How dare you consume my Herbaceous Water Spirit. I’ll kill you! No, I’m going to refine you into a human elixir, you damned bastard!” Zhu Tianzong was consumed with rage at once.

After chasing Chen Fan for so long, he just found out that his treasure was gone, consumed by that brat. Even if he caught up to Chen Fan, it would all be for nothing.

The two streaked across the vast lands like shooting stars, one fleeing, the other pursuing.

The robustness of a peak Manifestation realm expert’s true primeval was simply unimaginable.

Along the way, Chen Fan replenished his reserve several times with the Herbaceous Water Spirit, but Zhu Tianzong didn’t recover once.

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“You bastard, go to hell!” Zhu Tianzong was extremely furious. His terrifying aura shook the clouds in the sky, reducing them to nothing. A massive hand descended from the sky, thin and razor-sharp like the claws of an ancient beast.

The monstrous hand shot toward Chen Fan at an astonishing speed.

The Wings of Rain Dragon on Chen Fan’s back shook violently, and he vanished in a blur. He barely dodged, escaping several kilometers in an instant.

Even so, Chen Fan’s qi and blood were shaken by the fierce gale set off by the gigantic hand, causing him to spew blood from his mouth.

Zhu Tianzong had abandoned all restraint. Now that the Herbaceous Water Spirit was gone, he no longer cared about keeping Chen Fan alive—he wanted him dead.

After experiencing a few dangerous near misses, Chen Fan also suffered considerable injuries, spewing fresh blood furiously. The Wings of Rain Dragon on his back were nearly torn to shreds.

“Bastard, go to hell!” Zhu Tianzong launched another attack. A sword appeared in his hand, drawing a circle in the sky. Countless swords of light materialized, slicing through the heavens as they rained down upon Chen Fan like an apocalyptic storm.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

Numerous ear-piercing, wind-breaking noises rang out from the light swords that nearly covered the sky. The sky looked like an ocean of swords.

Chen Fan continuously dodged and weaved nimbly, avoiding those swords of light.

His figure swayed extremely quickly, but there were too many of those swords of light. He was still stabbed by some of them, which aggravated his injuries.

Fortunately, Chen Fan’s Hegemonic Golden Body was powerful enough. The injuries were only superficial ones and did not affect him greatly.

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The blue sky was clear as far as the eyes could see, with no winds and clouds. A lone figure streaked across the horizon, moving at an almost imperceptible speed.

It was a youth bathed in golden light, covered in tattered robes, soaked in fresh blood.

He looked to be in a sorry state. Behind him, a pair of wings flapped desperately—but they were completely bald, a pitiful sight.

“Brat, you won’t get away. I must tear you into thousands of pieces today to soothe my hatred!” A thunderous roar echoed through the sky.

Behind him, a gaunt man pursued like a relentless specter, his steps like a shooting star. A very terrifying aura rippled from him; he turned out to be a peak Manifestation realm peerless expert.

Chen Fan cursed in his heart. Zhu Tianzong was acting like a rabid dog, refusing to let go.

For three days and nights, the chase had continued. He clung to Chen Fan like sticky candy, impossible to shake off.

More than ten times, Chen Fan had barely evaded death, escaping by a hair’s breadth. His Wings of Rain Dragon were already bald from the bombardment, causing his speed to plummet.

Fortunately, Zhu Tianzong was also incredibly fatigued and had consumed much of his true primeval. His speed had also fallen greatly. Otherwise, he would have caught up to Chen Fan long ago.

Luckily, the True Martial Academy was finally in sight.

Chen Fan was completely spent. If it wasn’t for him relying on his tenacious willpower, he would have surrendered long ago.

As they got closer to the True Martial Academy, Zhu Tianzong became anxious, realizing that Chen Fan was a disciple of the True Martial Academy.

He was well aware of what kind of an existence the True Martial Academy was. Everything he had done so far would be for naught if Chen Fan entered the academy.

Immediately, a vicious look appeared in Zhu Tianzong’s eyes.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The blood drop condensed, instead of dissipating, and transformed into a blood arrow.

“Die!” A ruthless look flashed across Zhu Tianzong’s eyes as a bow appeared in his hand.

Holding the blood arrow in his left hand, he drew the bowstring and shot the blood arrow with a swoosh. The arrow flew toward Chen Fan at a speed even faster than lightning.

Chen Fan immediately sensed dangerous fluctuations behind him. The fluctuations were so intense that he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, or like the grim reaper was chasing him, its scythe right against his neck.

The blood arrow was too fast. Wherever it passed, the space shattered. It was unusually terrifying.

Suddenly, a shocking bellow came from within the True Martial City, “Who dares to come to our True Martial Academy and act presumptuously!”

The entire void was torn apart in the next instant. A large hand extended out from the crack and grabbed the blood arrow. It clenched fiercely and crushed the blood arrow.

That blood arrow which could heavily injure a peak Manifestation realm expert was simply like a block of tofu in front of this large hand, unable to withstand a single blow.

Boom!

The large hand continued pressing down and struck Zhu Tianzong, sending him flying out. The sounds of his tendons snapping and his bones breaking rang out, his life or death unknown.

As for Chen Fan, he finally rushed into the True Martial City and panted heavily, his complexion pale.

However, he immediately stood up straight and bowed toward the True Martial City and said, “Many thanks to this senior for your grace of saving my life.”

If it wasn’t for the Legendary realm apex expert inside the True Martial City taking action, the attack would have been the end of him.

“No matter, you’re a disciple of our academy after all.” A voice came out from the True Martial City’s City Lord Mansion.

Chen Fan nodded and his figure shifted. He didn’t stop at the True Martial City and continued speeding toward the Peerless Peak.