Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Zhao Kongming and the others were terrified.

Chen Fan had easily dismantled their supposedly foolproof plan.

In the span of just ten breaths, more than ten experts from the Yuanfu realm had died.

Crushed overwhelmingly!

Zhao Kongming looked at Chen Fan, his teeth chattering.

“You... how could you be so strong?”

He was roaring furiously inside.

How is Chen Fan this strong?

About half a year ago, when Chen Fan and Chen Zhengqing had wiped out the Lin Clan, Chen Fan was only at the first level of the Yuanfu realm.

Back then, he managed to handle three opponents simultaneously and even outmatched Lin Yao, a second-level Yuanfu realm expert. However, he still wasn’t strong enough to be a threat to Zhao Kongming.

In a little over half a year, Chen Fan's cultivation had unexpectedly soared from the first to the sixth level of the Yuanfu realm. His unmatched combat prowess now instilled fear in others. Zhao Kongming struggled to accept the reality of this rapid transformation.

“It's your weakness that's the issue.” Chen Fan smiled contemptuously and said, “Now, what did you say? You losers want to eradicate my clan and wash it in blood?”

Zhao Kongming and the others were at a loss for words.

They were all top experts in Watermoon City.

He, in particular, was known as the number one expert of Watermoon City. However, before the ferocious and powerful Chen Fan, he was no different from a loser with his puny strength.

Regretful expressions filled the faces of Li Yuanba and the members of the five allied clans.

They would have never aligned themselves with the Zhao Clan if they had known about Chen Fan's true strength.

Forget about eliminating the Chen Clan and Qian Clan to increase their own strength; they were now on the brink of annihilation themselves.

In front of Chen Fan, whose strength seemed godlike to them, their numerical advantage was nothing more than a joke.

“Whatever backup plans you have, just use them all. If you have none, then prepare to go to hell. No one can save you today!”

Chen Fan pointed with his Heaven Piercing Spear, scaring Li Yuanba and the others to shrink their necks back.

Intimidated, they glanced at Zhao Kongming, curious if he truly had any contingency plans. Without such plans, death seemed inevitable.

Zhao Kongming suppressed the fear in his eyes. His expression turned sinister again as he said, “I underestimated you, little bastard. Still, you won't leave here alive today!

“My lord, please come out and kill this spiteful brat!”

Suddenly, a menacing aura emanated from the depths of the Zhao Clan mansion, accompanied by a wild and fierce whistle. Pavilions crumbled one after another, succumbing to the oppressive force.

Boom!

Sensing the powerful aura, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes but showed no signs of fear.

He had already noticed the faint aura lingering in the depths of the Zhao Clan mansion. It was concealed so well that even he couldn’t tell the owner’s exact cultivation level.

Now, the aura was obvious. It belonged to a powerhouse at the seventh level of the Yuanfu realm.

This person had yet to show himself, but his icy voice resounded in heaven and earth.

“You bunch of worthless losers. To think that you can’t even complete such a minor task and need me to make a move!”

Chen Zhengqing and the others’ complexions abruptly changed.

They had assumed that Chen Fan’s overwhelming strength had neutralized the threat by crushing the enemies. However, things had taken a sudden turn. There was an even scarier powerhouse hiding deep within the Zhao Clan.

Under the pressure of this aura, even Chen Zhengqing felt his soul quiver. Conversely, Li Yuanba and the others appeared ecstatic; the Zhao Clan indeed had a trump card.

Rumble!

The main hall in the depths of the Zhao Clan’s rear mountain collapsed, and a white-robed figure came flying over. He appeared at the martial arts arena in the blink of an eye.

At a glance, he looked to be a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with a refined appearance like a scholar’s. Although he couldn’t be considered handsome, he had an extraordinary temperament.

However, Chen Zhengqing’s pupils contracted violently, and he exclaimed, “Zhao Ru!”

“Hmm? It’s you!” Zhao Ru looked over, and his eyes lit up. Astonished, he said, “Chen Zhengqing, it’s you! How is this possible? Wasn’t your primeval vessel damaged? Fourth level? How unexpected! It seems your luck is pretty good. I wonder what kind of opportunity you encountered to restore your primeval vessel and advance a bit further. No, wait, you are actually just a step away from reaching the fifth level!”

Chen Zhengqing and Zhao Ru obviously knew one another; an unusual light flickered in Chen Fan’s eyes.

“How truly unexpected. Seventeen, or is it eighteen years? Anyway, time sure flew by quickly. I never thought I’d see you again here, Chen Zhengqing.” Zhao Ru seemed to be reminiscing. “When we first met in the imperial city, your martial talent was enviable even to me. It wasn’t any lower than that person surnamed Qin, either.”

Suddenly, Zhao Ru’s gaze turned fierce, and he revealed an eerie smile as he said, “If it weren’t for Nangong Yue stopping us, we would have done a lot more than just shattering your primeval vessel.

“Since I met you today, I shall capture you and send you to that person from the Qin Clan. Perhaps it’ll be considered a great merit.”

Zhao Ru glanced at Chen Fan and said, “Oh, this must be your son! Not bad. He’s already at the sixth level at such a young age. He’s even more outstanding than you used to be. I think that person from the Qin Clan will also be very interested!”

Although Chen Fan had previously destroyed the joint attack from Zhao Kongming and twenty-something Yuanfu realm experts, Zhao Ru remained unperturbed, confident in his capabilities.

Chen Zhengqing’s expression became very cold and ugly. “To call you people brothers, I must have been blind back then.”

“Hahahaha!” Zhao Ru burst out laughing upon hearing this. A thick look of disdain appeared in his eyes, and he said, “Chen Zhengqing, back then, your talent was extraordinary. Second only to that person from the Qin Clan, even in the imperial city. However, did you really think that was enough for us to think highly of a country bumpkin like you?

“Every time we called you ‘Brother Chen,’ we felt like dying from disgust on the inside. What qualifications does a peasant like you have to act all buddy-buddy with us? What qualifications do you have to earn the fancy of Nangong Yue?”

Suddenly, killing intent burst forth in Chen Fan’s eyes.

No one was allowed to insult his father!

However, he did not make a move. As he listened to the exchange between Zhao Ru and Chen Zhengqing, he pieced together fragments of the past.

His heart was throbbing.

Chen Fan had grown up without a mother. Chen Zhengqing had single-handedly raised him, assuming the roles of both father and mother.

He had asked Chen Zhengqing about his mother and the damaged primeval vessel. However, Chen Zhengqing had evaded the questions, offering only perfunctory responses.

Now, amid this confrontation, it felt as if he was edging closer to uncovering the truth.

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