Chapter 1657 - Mid-Level Immortal King, Experts Gathered

Chapter 1657 - Mid-Level Immortal King, Experts Gathered

“What divine art is this? How could it be so terrifying!”

The Demonic Saber School Master kept vomiting blood. His tendons and bones snapped, and his organs ruptured. He lay sprawled on the ground like broken clay, barely clinging to life.

Fear flickered uncontrollably in his pupils.

He had never imagined that he would die here. He was a top-level Immortal King powerhouse.

Yet now, not only was death imminent, it had come at the hands of an early-stage Immortal King. The humiliation burned deeper than the pain. The resentment nearly drove him mad.

“Why should I bother explaining it to a dead man?”

Chen Fan hovered in midair, bent forward, bracing himself with both hands against his thigh. His face was ashen, his breathing ragged.

The Heaven Interception Finger had a total of three forms, each stronger than the last. The third form, the Heaven Intercepting Form, intercepted the heavens themselves and turned them into a finger. The might contained within it was self-evident.

But the price was equally severe. In one attack alone, Chen Fan had burned through nearly eighty percent of his law power, pushing himself to the brink of exhaustion.

“Miss Wu, you can finish off this beast, but remember to leave his head for me,” Chen Fan said.

“Much thanks, Mister Yan.” Tears welled up in Wu Hongxiu’s eyes.

The Demonic Saber School Master had severely injured her father. Her hatred for him ran deep.

Had Chen Fan not intervened, none of them would have survived.

Wu Hongxiu stepped forward with a blade in hand, her eyes filled with killing intent. “Demonic Saber School Master, did you ever imagine your end would look like this?”

“The strong devour the weak. There’s nothing more to say,” the Demonic Saber Sect Master muttered faintly.

“In that case, die now.” Wu Hongxiu swung her blade and chopped off the Demonic Saber School Master’s head.

“Thank you Mister for helping me take revenge!” Wu Hongxiu said, presenting the head with both hands.

“I was simply paid to do a job. It’s what I ought to do,” Chen Fan replied calmly.

He stored the head away. Every task entrusted to him by the Featherlight Sect Master was now complete. Once the expedition within the Land of Chaos concluded, he could return.

The death of the Demonic Saber Sect Master struck the remaining members of his sect like a thunderbolt. What they had considered prey had instantly become executioners.

“The school master is dead, run!”

Panic erupted. They scattered in all directions.

“Kill!” Wu Hongxiu commanded. The members of the Sky Fire Merchant Guild struck at once.

Over the years, the Sky Fire Merchant Guild lost many of their experts at the hands of the Demonic Saber Martial School. Now was the time for revenge.

With Chen Fan standing like an unstoppable slaughterer, resistance was meaningless. The Demonic Saber Sect was eradicated in moments.

Wu Hongxiu retrieved a small piece of bone from the phoenix’s skeleton, turned to Chen Fan, and said, “Mister Yan, the phoenix’s skeleton is yours.”

“Alright.” Chen Fan didn’t decline.

The phoenix had died countless years ago, yet its skeleton still radiated overwhelming pressure. At the very least, it had been an Immortal Emperor. Perhaps even higher.

Such remains, even after endless erosion by time, still housed terrifying residual energy. If he refined it completely, it might allow him to step into the mid-level Immortal King realm.

“Mister, I’ve obtained what I came for. We’ll be leaving the Land of Chaos immediately. Will you come with us?” Wu Hongxiu asked.

“No, go ahead without me. I still have some matters to attend to.”

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Within the mountain valley, Chen Fan sat cross-legged on top of the phoenix’s skeleton. He turned into a Heaven and Earth Furnace, refining the skeleton. With every passing moment, his aura climbed higher.

Time passed quickly. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

As the final trace of the phoenix skeleton dissolved, an earth-shaking aura exploded from Chen Fan. Boundless vitality surged upward like a celestial pillar, threatening to tear through the sky itself.

Whoosh.

The phenomenon subsided, revealing Chen Fan once more. He was now a mid-level Immortal King. Power surged within him like a raging flood, forcing a thunderous roar from his chest.

The skeleton saved Chen Fan from hundreds of years of bitter cultivation.

“Excellent. Truly excellent! I feel like I can blow up a top-level Immortal King with a single punch now. I wonder how I’d fare against a Quasi-Emperor?”

Ambition burned in his heart. The urge to test himself against a Quasi-Emperor grew uncontrollable.

Meanwhile, the Land of Chaos grew even more turbulent. Experts flooded toward Chaos City. Wherever treasures appeared, blood inevitably followed.

Rumors spread like wildfire, all pointing toward the Mountain of Chaos.

“Divine radiance has erupted from the Mountain of Chaos.”

“Someone claimed to have discovered the trace of a legendary Sage there.”

“A group came across a terrifying creature within the Mountain of Chaos. Only one from the group made it out alive.”

Various rumors spread within the Land of Chaos, and all of them pointed toward the Mountain of Chaos. Some claimed a demon Sage’s inheritance lay hidden within. Others insisted that terrifying ancient creatures slumbered there.

Truth and falsehood intertwined, yet none of it deterred the gathering of powerhouses.

Soon, news spread of multicolored rays bursting from the mountain, accompanied by faint, terrifying roars. Some even whispered of a cataclysmic battle occurring within.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of experts converged upon the Mountain of Chaos. A suffocating tension settled over the region.

However, the Mountain of Chaos, being the central area of the Land of Chaos, seemed no different from an ordinary mountain range, perhaps even more barren—barren land, gravel-strewn earth. Nothing suggested divine phenomena.

Only a pool of blood could be found at the center, faintly emitting an astonishing pressure, mixed with a deathly, dark golden color, like someone had blown up here.

Someone attempted to collect it, only to be instantly reduced to a mindless husk. He had been a half-step Immortal King. Terror swept the crowd.

Murmurs filled the air. Chen Fan stood quietly among them, brow furrowed.

“Could this be the legendary blood of a Sage? The pressure is unbearable.”

“Impossible. A Sage’s blood is crimson gold. Even a demon Sage shares that trait. This color is wrong.”

“Maybe blood of some unknown primordial creature then? Our elders’ records mention nothing of it. This pool wasn’t here before.”

Suddenly, an incomparably powerful figure glided down from the sky silently. A black-robed elder appeared in the midst of the crowd.

He looked ordinary, yet a single glance from him caused countless experts to break into cold sweat, their bodies locking under invisible pressure.

“

Hiss

, it’s the Blood Night Tower Master. He came too,” someone whispered in horror.

The Blood Night Tower Master ignored the crowd and waved his hand, trying to retrieve the pool of blood.

Another figure descended and blocked him. “What a huge appetite, Blood Night Tower Master. It’s such a huge pool of blood. Leave some for us, at the very least.”

“Fan Lei, you dare to compete with me?” said the Blood Night Tower Master coldly.

“

Hiss

, it’s actually him. The Lone Blademaster, Fan Lei. Though unaffiliated with the top ten factions, his cultivation rivals any peak Immortal King. I never expected him to enter the Land of Chaos.”

“Blood Night Tower Master, fight me if you have the guts. If you win, I’ll leave without another word,” Fan Lei declared.

Suddenly, a wave of shocking demonic qi crashed down. A grotesque Asura demon materialized.

“

Hmph

, this is mine. Whoever dares vie for it shall die!”

Next, another human expert descended: a middle-aged beauty, emitting a terrifying aura.

“You’re too tyrannical. Even you can’t monopolize this.”

The descent of these top-level Immortal Kings silenced the crowd.

These people were all top figures renowned in Chaos City. Wiping out clans over a disagreement was nothing out of the ordinary for them.

Then, yet another demon expert arrived.

This was an expert of the Blood Clan. His overwhelming blood qi could almost turn the space into a sea of blood. He said indifferently, “What’s there to fight over? The real fortune should be the legacy left behind by the demon Sage. If I’m right, it lies within the mountain itself. We can settle things afterward.”

The others paused, considering his words. Meanwhile, the Blood Clan expert’s gaze shifted, locking onto Chen Fan.

“You’re Mister Yan?” said the Blood Clan expert, his voice hostile, containing icy killing intent.

Chen Fan fearlessly stepped forward and answered, “I am, why?”

Without any delay, the Blood Clan expert struck. A blood claw tore through the air.

Buzz!

The blood claw swiped down, producing a terrifying noise, and arrived in front of Chen Fan in an instant.

Clang!

An Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron appeared above Chen Fan, shielding him.

The sound echoed, shaking the area. Chen Fan’s Eight Treasures Universe Cauldron stopped the Blood Clan expert’s attack. Next, he moved.

With a roar, Chen Fan seized one of the cauldron’s legs and smashed it forward. Space collapsed. Primeval qi surged violently.

He wasn’t a pushover. Anyone who believed they could casually crush him was gravely mistaken, especially now that his strength had leapt forward by an entire realm.