Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 902 - The Death of Mu Tianfang, Part Three

The crowd was shocked—Chen Fan had forced Mu Tianfang to retreat.

Mu Tianfang, a standout among second-level Manifestation realm martial artists, was someone even eight or ten of his peers might struggle to defeat.

However, Chen Fan found an opening in his attacks and pushed him back, causing his qi and blood to shake violently.

Humiliation!

Utter humiliation!

Mu Tianfeng felt as though his pride had been smashed to the ground and trampled mercilessly. The flames of his rage flared uncontrollably, his aura rolling and erupting.

“Mu Tianfang, is this all you’re capable of? If so, your end is near. No one can save you—not in heaven and not on earth!” Chen Fan ignored Mu Tianfang’s towering rage.

Anger?

What was its worth without strength?

In this world, strength reigned supreme. Without it, even if rage consumed you, it amounted to nothing.

“Ahhh, you little bastard, you’re too arrogant! Fine! You’ve challenged my dignity—now I’ll use your blood to restore it!”

Mu Tianfang’s killing intent reached the sky; simultaneously, an overwhelming aura swept out like the ocean.

With a cold and cruel expression, he charged at Chen Fan, wielding the demonic spear and causing an earth-shattering commotion. Its power unleashed an earth-shaking storm, summoning terrifying demon gods that loomed over the battlefield.

“He’s become stronger again. My god, the top ten seeds truly deserve their reputation. This aura alone feels suffocating.”

“That’s right. It seems Mu Tianfang understands just how terrifying and formidable Chen Fan is. He had no choice but to unleash his full strength. Without it, he’d risk an unexpected defeat.

“Now, I’m afraid Chen Fan will be in big trouble.”

Wherever the demonic spear struck, the surrounding space twisted and roiled as though frightened by Mu Tianfang’s overwhelming power—like flames fed with boiling oil.

Fearless, Chen Fan used the Heaven Piercing Spear, bathed in golden light. He radiated a pressure that seemed to suppress heaven and earth. He stormed over with attacks, and none of the counterattacks could touch him.

Mu Tianfang’s demonic spear pierced through the air, but Chen Fan was also incomparably domineering—both fighting with relentless ferocity.

Boom, boom, boom!

In a short period, they exchanged over a hundred moves, each capable of severely injuring or killing a second-level Manifestation realm expert. Their terrifying strength left onlookers in shock.

The sheer force of their blows sent devastating fluctuations rippling outward. Martial artists even several kilometers away were swept off their feet, the power still overwhelming despite the distance.

“How scary! This is too scary! It’s like a fight between two battle gods. It feels like the entire world will collapse!”

“My god. I’m spewing blood just from the shockwaves! This is too frightening. I’m a first-level Manifestation realm martial artist; how could the gap be this big!”

“You should be thankful. Earlier, some first-level Manifestation realm experts died from the shockwaves. You’re already fortunate to be alive.”

“Quick, let’s move further away.”

Everyone sucked in cold breaths of air, horrified by the situation.

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For them, this was a clash of gods, and mortals had no place in it.

Those too slow to flee were either injured or killed outright.

“Good, very good. So the rumors were true, Chen Fan. You’ve gained unparalleled opportunities. Fine, I’ll kill you and take them! With that power, becoming an apex expert will no longer be a dream!”

Mu Tianfang stared at Chen Fan as if he had seen a mountain of gold or silver, a look of extreme excitement apparent on his face.

“Kill me? Plunder my opportunities? Oh, how funny you are, Mu Tianfang. Just take a look at yourself. After fighting you, I’ve seen your limits—that’s all you amount to. It’s time to end this boring game!”

Before his voice faded, Chen Fan’s aura boiled over violently, and a terrifying demonic might erupted. The entire heaven and earth turned into chaos.

Chen Fan had channeled the Chaotic Heaven Demonic Art, strengthening his Hegemonic Golden Body further.

His terrifying aura swept out in all directions, suffocating Gu Ling and the others on the thrones.

“What is that demonic art, it’s so powerful!”

These were no ordinary cultivators—they came from impressive backgrounds. Their cultivation technique was unlike the ones in the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, so they recognized instantly that Chen Fan’s technique rivaled or even surpassed the best demonic arts they had encountered.

Even Mu Tianfang’s expression turned grim.

As Chen Fan’s opponent, he felt it the most. His heart jumped violently, and a chilling premonition of disaster weighed on him.

Narrowing his eyes, Mu Tianfang stared fixedly at Chen Fan and said coldly, “So, this is your Chaotic Heaven Demonic Art? It’s indeed very powerful, but it will be mine once I kill you!”

“Ignorant.” Chen Fan smiled indifferently. Immediately afterward, he charged Mu Tianfang with unrivaled momentum, causing the air to explode from his sudden movement, bringing about a rumbling noise like thunder.

Mu Tianfang did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest. His demonic spear emanated a chilling aura as he thrust it out. The spear produced divine lights that filled the sky like a vast mountain range that crushed down, wanting to kill Chen Fan on the spot.

Chen Fan ignored the terrifying attack, his immense aura surging like mountains and rivers. Barehanded, he crushed vast swathes of space as his body—his strongest weapon—unleashed its full might.

The force of his punch distorted space, cracking under the pressure as it collided with the divine light in the air.

Every collision set off boundless divine waves and terrifying fluctuations, even shaking the thrones in the air.

Boom, tch!

Chen Fan was no longer holding back. His surging fist force seemed capable of shattering the heavens and obliterating stars. Breaking through layers of divine light, he appeared before Mu Tianfang in an instant.

Mu Tianfang’s face was filled with shock, shocked by the might of Chen Fan’s punch. The punch broke through his attack, and the residual force was also devastating.

Panicked, he layered defenses in front of him, but they crumbled instantly like paper.

Chen Fan’s fist struck his chest with crushing force, breaking through his defensive treasure, which cracked under the impact. He spewed blood and was sent hurtling ten thousand meters back.

Everyone was completely stunned.

None had expected Chen Fan’s unleashed strength to be so overwhelming—enough to send Mu Tianfang flying with a single punch.