Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1635 - Killing Phantom Fox

Outside, Cao Wujiang’s voice shook the mountain.

“Rebels, come out obediently and face your death!”

Chen Fan exchanged glances with Ling Fei; both of them knew just how close they had come to disaster.

If Cao Wujiang hadn’t launched an attack at that exact moment, neither of them would still be alive.

“I couldn’t hold under the pressure... I almost exposed us,” Ling Fei said, guilt flashing across his face.

“It doesn’t matter. We survived.” Chen Fan waved his hand. Not all Immortal Platform experts were monsters like Chen Fan, capable of withstanding pressure from an Immortal King.

“The real danger is now. Once they realize they can’t hold the outer defenses, they’ll start killing the captives. We need to move fast and save whoever we can.”

“Mmm. Let’s hurry. There’s no time to lose.”

They left the palace hall at a sprint. The passages ahead were crowded with martial artists rushing back and forth, all urgency and disorder. These people were usually domineering, but the Featherlight Sect’s counterattack had shattered that composure. The danger hung over them like a blade ready to drop.

Bang!

Chen Fan kicked a prison door open. Inside were several rebels torturing a Featherlight disciple. The moment they saw the intruders, their faces drained of color.

“What are you doing?” said one of the torturers.

Puchi.

Chen Fan didn’t waste any time talking and unleashed a slash, killing all of them.

Without pause, he swept the battered disciple into the Wheel of Myriad Laws before the man could even process what had happened. He had no time to give explanations. Chaos was their cover. Saving one more life mattered more than words.

The two of them exited the prison cell at lightning speed. The mountain interior had descended into turmoil, so no one noticed the disturbance they left behind.

Chen Fan led the way, his movements ruthless and efficient. Any rebel who crossed his path fell instantly, unable to mount even token resistance.

Before long, they had rescued thirty Featherlight disciples. There should have been more, but there weren’t because most had already been tortured to death.

At last, Chen Fan stopped before a cell. Inside were several figures of real importance to the Featherlight Sect.

Just as Chen Fan was about to enter, a cold shout came from inside, “Who are you people? How dare you enter the prison at will!”

An elder in white robes stood inside, white hair framing a youthful face twisted with cruelty. His aura pressed down like a mountain—a Half-step Immortal King.

Chen Fan and Ling Fei recognized him at once. This elder was none other than Lord Phantom Fox. He was the one specialized in illusion and hypnotic arts, and he was a big shot in this rebel organization, second only to the rebel leader himself.

“What exactly are you two doing?” Phantom Fox snorted coldly, using his illusion art unconsciously, nearly causing the two to hallucinate.

Ling Fei went into a daze almost immediately, but Chen Fan quickly came to his senses. The Bodhi Ancient Tree neutralized the attack as soon as it entered his mind.

Chen Fan cupped his hands calmly and said, “Reporting to Lord Phantom Fox. The Leader requests your immediate assistance outside. The Featherlight Sect’s assault is escalating rapidly.”

Phantom Fox was surprised that Chen Fan managed to break free from his illusion art so quickly. He revealed a look of displeasure and said, “You’ve got to be kidding me. I’m on the verge of breaking Lou Chongxiao’s will, and he wants me to leave now? Tell him to wait.”

Chen Fan was familiar with Lou Chongxiao, as he was the Eastern Hegemon of the Five Hegemons, on par with Hua Yunxiao, a Half-step Immortal King realm expert.

Surprisingly, the rebels managed to capture him. Only the rebel leader himself could have captured someone like that.

“Lord Phantom Fox, the situation at hand is urgent. The Leader needs your support immediately.”

“Shut up, do I need you to tell me what to do?” Phantom Fox snorted coldly, glaring with wide eyes.

Killing intent flashed across Chen Fan’s eyes. He struck instantly, moving as fast as lightning and lunging toward Phantom Fox.

Bang!

Chen Fan punched Phantom Fox violently. Though Phantom Fox stood at the Half-step Immortal King realm, close-quarters combat was his weakness. His true mastery lay in illusion arts, not head-on exchanges.

In the past, his near-perfect illusion arts overwhelmed every opponent; against Chen Fan, they meant nothing.

Pfft!

Phantom Fox spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, staggering backwards continuously. The blood he spat transformed midair into a massive, ferocious beast, jaws snapping as it lunged forward.

Chen Fan shook his head slightly. The scene dissolved. The beast vanished. There was only blood falling to the ground.

Rumble!

Realizing illusion was useless, Phantom Fox roared and unleashed a torrent of law power, crushing toward Chen Fan with overwhelming force.

He was a Half-step Immortal King, after all. Even if he wasn’t adept in direct confrontations, his advantage in cultivation level was apparent and couldn’t be underestimated.

“Hmph.” Chen Fan snorted and advanced instead of retreating, pushing through the pressure step by step until he stood right in front of him.

“How is this possible?” Phantom Fox turned pale with shock.

“There’s nothing strange about it,” Chen Fan replied coldly. “If you were skilled in direct combat, I wouldn’t stand a chance. But without your illusions, all you have left is your cultivation.”

Chen Fan’s punch descended, manifesting a constellation and shattering Phantom Fox’s attack.

“Damn it, you’re not one of us!” Phantom Fox was pushed back several steps from the impact.

“You only realized it now? You’re really slow.” Chen Fan sneered coldly, attacking non-stop. Streams of terrifying attack blasted out, shaking the space with unparalleled might.

“Damn you. You’re dead when the leader gets back!”

“Get back? You think he’ll return? How laughable. Let alone him, your entire lair will be wiped out today. A bunch of rebels dares to plot against our sect and capture our disciples. You must be tired of living.”

Chen Fan struck at lightning speed, striking with full power and crushing Phantom Fox.

Although Phantom Fox’s law power was robust, his most powerful methods were illusion arts that were ineffective against Chen Fan. With that edge gone, he could rely only on raw cultivation, and it wasn’t enough.

Boom, boom, boom!

Pfft, pfft pfft!

Under Chen Fan’s fierce assault, Phantom Fox couldn’t hold on and spewed blood repeatedly, his face filled with horror.

After exchanging a few more moves, he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, having received heavy injuries from Chen Fan. He turned tail and fled without looking back.

Though weak in direct combat, his escape techniques were exceptional. He split into countless shadows, scattering in every direction, making it impossible to tell real from fake.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Chen Fan.

“Eye of Breaking Deception, open!”

Chen Fan instantly locked onto the real Phantom Fox and unleashed a Royal Path Divine Fist at him.

Rumble!

A shrill scream rang out as Phantom Fox was blasted into meat paste, dying on the spot.