Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chen Fan had benefited greatly from this fierce exchange of sword techniques.

Everyone thought Chen Fan was a sword cultivator, but the truth was that he had only ever practiced two sword arts. So, his level of mastery in the way of the sword was shallow.

He had gained a lot of experience in the way of the sword by fighting Qin Jian. The powers of his sword art had increased by a level, benefiting him greatly.

Qin Jian was an exceptional swordsman at the fourth level; he had showcased formidable skills honed through years of immersion in the ancient sword technique. Each of his sword moves painted a distinct scenery, embodying an array of sword intent capable of delivering lethal strikes.

The five ultimate moves—Cold Night, Flying Star, Following Wind, Waning Moon, and Shocking Cloud—left a lasting impression on Chen Fan, marking his body with their incredible power.

Chen Fan was concealing his true cultivation level, so he was effectively bullying the weak. Had they been at the same cultivation level, he couldn’t have dealt with Qin Jian’s attacks so easily.

This experience made Chen Fan realize that his sword mastery was still shallow. He needed to spend a lot of time training in it.

Qin Jian was an excellent grinding stone for Chen Fan, helping him sharpen his sword art quickly.

In cultivation and swordsmanship, there was no hierarchy—only the one to reach the top first was superior.

Although Chen Fan’s true cultivation level far surpassed Qin Jian, in terms of attainment in the way of the sword, he was far from comparable to Qin Jian. He improved at an absurd pace by humbling himself and maintaining a learning attitude.

In just a short while, his sword technique had become more refined, giving off the air of someone who had trained in it for ten years.

Of the ancient sword techniques, Qin Jian had only employed five, reserving two—Lawless and Heavenless. Their names hinted at a disregard for law and natural morality, setting them apart from the previous moves. One could expect their power to be extraordinary. They were trump cards, absolute ultimate moves.

Eager to witness the full extent of Qin Jian's repertoire, Chen Fan focused his mind and calmed down. Alas, Qin Jian did not use them, leaving him feeling disappointed.

Although Qin Jian had cut Chen Fan’s clothing, sliced his skin open, and forced sword qi into him, Chen Fan still looked unharmed.

Qin Jian seemed to have realized that Chen Fan was treating him like a grinding stone. He was enraged, and his chest rose and fell. His chest rose and fell, looking a little sulky.

The esteemed Young Patriarch of the Qin Clan, known as the Little Sword God, felt humiliated to be used as a mere grinding stone by an unknown youngster.

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”

His eyes betrayed faint traces of blood veins, reflecting the burning rage within him.

“Wretched little bastard, how dare you use me as a grinding stone! Good, very good! Do you know this is an insult to me? That you’re courting death? Fine, I’ll grant your wish. I’ll use your fresh blood to advance to the fifth level; I will reach a whole new level. Consider your death an honorable sacrifice!

“Lawless and Heavenless never see the light of day or blood. Once they do, the world will suffer a great disaster. A river of blood will flow, and millions will turn into corpses. Since I mastered those two moves, I’ve never used them to kill anyone. Today, I shall use you as a tribute! I won’t hesitate even if I have to turn into a demon!” [1]

Qin Jian started moving.

“What?” Chen Fan narrowed his eyes. He knew those two moves were no ordinary techniques, but they could surprisingly turn their user into a demon. Instead of instilling fear, this revelation only fueled Chen Fan's curiosity.

“Die! Lawless!”

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo...

Qin Jian’s eyes instantly turned utterly bloodshot. With a sudden motion, he raised his sword, and his aura underwent a drastic transformation. It seemed like he had become an underworld spirit, impossible to see or touch. A wave of demonic qi gathered in the surroundings.

Demonic qi swirled in the surroundings, causing an eerie darkness to settle, muffling the light of the sun and the moon. Wails of spirits echoed in the air.

Even the divine sword, Proud Snow, was tainted by the spirit's qi, defying heavenly authority, natural laws, and everything in between.

Lawless!

Suddenly, Qin Jian disappeared as if he had slipped into the void. He seemed to traverse the void, slipping between space and time, weaving through the past and the future.

A sword descended, shattering all laws of nature, aiming to take Chen Fan's life.

Chen Fan’s psyche was ridiculously strong, yet it was shaken, leaving him disoriented. He saw the sky crumbling and the earth cracking. An invisible power seemed to rein in his thoughts, keeping them from working.

This was Lawless—a sword technique that defied all natural laws.

Yet, Chen Fan quickly regained his composure, effortlessly swinging Nightless. The clash against Qin Jian's Proud Snow produced a terrifying aura.

Ding, ding, ding...

The clash between Nightless and Proud Snow echoed continuously, creating a cacophony reminiscent of falling rain and howling winds. Thousands of sword strikes were exchanged in rapid succession.

Qin Jian’s every strike was fended off, unable to breach Chen Fan's defenses, as if a domain was formed where no laws of nature could reach it.

“Heavenless!” Qin Jian cried. He bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist that tainted the surrounding sword qi with a crimson hue. The powers of his sword techniques skyrocketed, shaking heaven and earth.

Proud Snow shimmered with light as sword qi coalesced into large stars, ascending into the sky before cascading down like raindrops, concentrating on the sword's tip.

Piercing through the sky with a single sword, regardless of the laws of nature and morality.

The might of this sword could extinguish all stars.

The expression of this sword could make all life extinct.

On the sword tip was the power that could rob one’s consciousness; it could snatch Chen Fan’s body and leave him immobile. The impervious domain that defied all laws crumbled like paper before it.

Green smoke emerged as countless wind demons dissipated amidst anguished wails.

“Impressive! Impressive!”

Chen Fan was right in the middle of Lawless and Heavenless. His heart and mind were shaken, exclaiming in praise for that ancient Nameless Sword God. These two terrifying sword techniques he had created had truly lived up to his name as the sword god.

However, a fierce light flickered in Chen Fan’s eyes, like two suns in the darkness, lighting up the cold night, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the world.

“Open!”

The sword light around Chen Fan transformed into fine rain, his sword qi sweeping out in all directions.

Streaks of sword light shot out continuously. Like a deflating balloon, the powers of Lawless and Heavenless instantly broke apart.

Chen Fan’s instantaneous counterattack contained an overwhelming force, like a monstrous wave that rolled without end, encompassing countless miles.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Qin Jian stepped back repeatedly while spewing blood, unable to steady himself. He soon lost his footing and fell off the defense arena.

Chen Fan rolled up his arm; as he did, the tumultuous sword qi in the arena seemed pacified by his touch, returning to a calm state.

Sword in hand and back to Qin Jian, Chen Fan said with an even voice, “You’ve lost.”

“Ah...! You damned beast, I’ll kill you!”

Qin Jian quickly leaped forth, turning into a blur of light, pouncing at Chen Fan with a twisted, hideous expression like an evil spirit. He thrust Proud Snow toward Chen Fan’s back.

The spectators' expressions changed drastically.

Sensing the imminent danger, Chen Fan's expression turned cold. He swiftly turned around, wielding Nightless to fiercely chop down at Qin Jian, aiming to cleave him in two.

“Not good!” Nangong Ling’s expression sank. He directly grasped at the air and said, “Stop it!”

Boom!

An invisible force struck Chen Fan, sending him flying backward as he spewed blood. Simultaneously, Qin Jian was seized by an unseen hand and swept away.

Chen Fan felt his qi and blood roiling intensely, an invisible force wreaking havoc within him. Swiftly, he activated the Heaven Seizing Furnace, suppressing and refining the intrusive force.

He stood up and glanced at Nangong Ling coldly, secretly noting this in his heart. Earlier, Nangong Ling was seemingly trying to save Qin Jian, but the truth was that he wanted to heavily injure Chen Fan and even cripple him if possible.

Chen Fan stored this betrayal in his memory, vowing to settle the score when his cultivation reached greater heights.

A Core Formation realm powerhouse is indeed terrifying. Chen Fan’s gaze flickered. That same cold gaze shifted onto the pale Qin Jian, and he said coldly, “Little Sword God? Trash!”

1. Could also mean experience qi deviation. It’s unclear for now ☜

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