Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 903 - The Death of Mu Tianfang, Final Part

Chen Fan had sent Mu Tianfang flying again, blood spraying across the sky and leaving the crowd in shock.

The battle’s tide clearly began shifting in Chen Fan’s favor.

However, Mu Tianfang wasn’t angry; instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement. “Good, very good, you injured me. Excellent. The stronger you are, the more eager I am to uncover your secrets.”

He thrust his demonic spear in the air, unleashing rippling waves of power as he charged at Chen Fan like lightning.

The spear tore through the sky, freezing and shattering the surrounding air. Boundless demonic qi surged, forming an enormous net that enveloped heaven and earth, bearing down on Chen Fan.

“Thinking of killing me with just this? How laughable. Mu Tianfang, it seems like you’ve exhausted all your tricks. Allow me to send you on your way now!” Chen Fan smiled coldly and stepped forward.

The space shook and rumbled as he unleashed a punch. The fist force nearly turned into an actual flood dragon. The dragon’s might crushed the starry sky.

Bang!

A crisp collision rang out. Under Chen Fan’s fist force, that huge net of demonic qi crumbled apart.

This was not the end of it, however. A demonic sword streaked through the sky, stabbing toward Chen Fan the moment the net was destroyed.

This was the true killing move—the venomous sting hidden behind the elaborate facade of the demonic net. In an instant, the sword’s deadly strike closed in, poised to take Chen Fan’s life like a wasp’s lethal sting.

This attack could shatter heaven and earth and destroy the ages.

Chen Fan’s hair fluttered, and the terrifying gale made his clothes clatter. It seemed like the sword would cleave him.

“Die for me!” Mu Tianfang’s voice was icy, his strike the culmination of meticulous planning. In the blink of an eye, the deadly attack descended, poised to end Chen Fan’s life.

“Not good, I didn’t expect Mu Tianfang to still have such a hidden move. I’m afraid Chen Fan will be in trouble now.”

“Mu Tianfang and Chen Fan come from extraordinary backgrounds and have unmatched talent. They also have their own miraculous encounters. At their cultivation level, they stand at the very peak.”

“Even if Chen Fan loses, it’s still shocking he can face a second-level Manifestation realm expert with only peak Heavenly Star realm cultivation. His martial art must be something earth-shattering.”

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The demonic sword slashed down, splitting the space where Chen Fan stood. But it missed.

Mu Tianfang immediately had a bad feeling. The carefully calculated strike, his most confident move, had failed—it was unthinkable.

“Is that all? Your so-called final effort? How boring.”

Chen Fan suddenly appeared behind Mu Tianfang, bringing forth towering demonic might. A chaotic demonic kingdom seemed to take shape in his palm as he pressed it down with overwhelming force.

Mu Tianfang’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly turned around and sent out thousands of divine lights with his demonic spear, meeting him head-on.

Rumble!

The collision unleashed torrents of primeval qi and blinding divine light. Mu Tianfang was flung backward like a kite with its string cut.

With an icy gaze, Chen Fan quickly strode forth, chasing after him.

His palms were swift as the wind, sending dark golden palms pressing across the sky, bombarding Mu Tianfang.

Mu Tianfang’s face twisted savagely as he let out a deep, guttural roar. His flushed skin seemed to burn, his entire body boiling with a deafening rumble.

“You’ve thoroughly angered me!”

A torrent of demonic qi surged from him. Flickering runes morphed into black demonic scales, spreading rapidly to encase him in a fearsome armor.

Mu Tianfang had unleashed his full strength.

He suddenly rushed out with a terrifying momentum and rose to the sky. The surrounding primeval qi swept and boiled over under this aura, rampaging violently.

“Die!” The demonic spear danced in Mu Tianfang’s hand. He suddenly stomped down hard, instantly disappearing before the crowd’s eyes. He reappeared before Chen Fan, the icy tip of his spear hovering dangerously close to Chen Fan’s nose.

After his explosive transformation, Mu Tianfang’s strength had surged, easily rivaling a third-level Manifestation realm expert.

The air itself quaked as if it could no longer bear the sheer power unleashed by his attack.

Chen Fan instantly transformed into a streak of dark golden light, disappearing into the void.

If Chen Fan were still in the ninth-level Heavenly Star realm, he wouldn’t have been a match for this devastating onslaught.

But now, he had condensed his Martial Soul, granting him mastery over the primeval qi of heaven and earth. His strength had soared to unimaginable heights, far surpassing his former self.

Looking like a beam of dark golden light, he tore open several wounds in the sky, whistling through it no slower than Mu Tianfang.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two combatants clashed in midair like raging tempests, their blows echoing like the roars of thunder. Each collision sent shockwaves rippling through the heavens, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged over a hundred strikes.

Boom!

The strain began to show on Mu Tianfang.

His forbidden technique, while granting him explosive strength, consumed his energy at an alarming rate. It was impossible for him to keep this up for long. Clashing head-on with Chen Fan like this, he immediately fell into a disadvantaged position.

Seizing an opportunity, Chen Fan’s leg lashed out like a whip, striking Mu Tianfang with devastating force.

Puchi!

Mu Tianfang retreated continuously from the kick, with explosions ringing out from inside him.

“How is this possible? Someone like this can’t exist. I’ve unleashed all my potential and used a forbidden technique. Even second-level Manifestation realm experts would fall before me like ants. You... What kind of monster are you?” Mu Tianfang looked at Chen Fan incredulously, looking like he dared not believe it.

But it wasn’t that Mu Tianfang was weak—it was that Chen Fan was beyond terrifying.

“Where did all this nonsense come from, go to hell!” Chen Fan smiled coldly and unleashed another punch. It fell from the sky like a meteorite, causing heaven and earth to change colors.

Rumble!

Mu Tianfang tried to evade, but Chen Fan’s speed was otherworldly. Even after exhausting all his strength and resorting to forbidden arts, Mu Tianfang couldn’t escape.

Chen Fan’s punch landed squarely. Immediately, the berserk strength rushed into Mu Tianfang. It was like he was ripped apart by an enormous force, and his body rapidly broke apart.

“Ah!” Mu Tianfang screamed miserably. His potential and his forbidden technique were reduced to nothing under this punch. His aura rapidly declined.

Finally, he felt pain, and regret was born in him.

“How can this be? I can’t accept this. I can’t accept this!” Mu Tianfang shouted.

He had betrayed the True Martial Academy and came to the Myriad Demon Islands. He thought he would shine brilliantly and become a demonic child candidate here. He had dreamt of ascending the demonic mountain and receiving the legacy of the Lord of Myriad Demons. Finally, he would become the next Lord of Myriad Demons, commanding millions of demonic cultivators and ruling the world.

But now, he no longer has the chance to do so. In front of Chen Fan, he had no chance at all.

Chen Fan did not waste any time talking. He placed his palm on top of Mu Tianfang’s head like a sharp claw, and his strength erupted, directly plucking his head off.