Chapter 1078 - Encountering Beishan Hong

Three years had gone by in a flash.

Several major events that shook the ancient battlefield happened. A notable one was someone finding the resting place of two Void Immortal Supremes, each leaving behind a powerful legacy.

One of them was the palace master of the Nebulous Divine Palace’s Water Element Palace, and the other was the palace hall master of one of the nine palace halls of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect, the Judgment Palace Hall. They had died fighting each other in the battle three thousand years ago.

The news drew in countless people, including those from the nine overlord-class forces. On the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect’s side, the new palace hall master of the Judgment Palace Hall also came.

To compete for the Void Immortal Supreme’s legacy, the orthodox forces and the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect got into a conflict.

The orthodox forces wanted the legacy and to keep the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect from getting their former hall master’s legacy, fearing it would tip the balance of power further in their rival's favor.

A massive battle broke out around the two legacies.

Although the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect ultimately failed to secure their own hall master’s legacy, their strength shocked everyone present. Despite being a single faction, their depth and power rivaled even the combined forces of the orthodox sects.

After defeating the forces of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect, the orthodox forces broke out into another huge battle around the legacy of the Water Palace Hall’s hall master.

Ultimately, the nine overlord class forces decided to receive the legacy together.

The Judgment Palace Hall’s failure to obtain the legacy of its former palace hall master enraged the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect.

Consequently, the experts of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect started killing without restraint, targeting members of the various forces across the ancient battlefield.

Naturally, this infuriated the various forces, who retaliated with fierce battles of life and death on sight.

The ancient battlefield quickly descended into chaos, filled with crises at every turn.

It seemed the conflict had become a full-scale war between the orthodox forces and the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect once more.

During this period, Chen Fan also encountered experts from the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect—none other than Jing Wuxue and the others who had tried to kill him before.

But times had changed, and so had Chen Fan. Thanks to the Bodhi tree, he could now wield close to thirty-eight law threads. He wasn’t all that weaker compared to a quasi-Legendary expert now.

Jing Wuxue and his group met a tragic end, slaughtered by Chen Fan.

One day, Chen Fan came out of a ravine in the ancient battlefield.

“Chen Fan, it’s you!” A delighted voice suddenly rang out. Turning, he saw Beishan Hong, his face brimming with excitement.

Seeing Chen Fan, Beishan Hong’s face was filled with nothing but excitement.

Yes, excitement.

How long had it been? The torment of it all.

Beishan Hong, once the proud son of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, had never known defeat.

He looked at his peers superciliously, always triumphing over those of his generation. However, he had faced the worst defeat of his life at Chen Fan’s hands.

Not only had Chen Fan defeated him, but he had also turned Beishan Hong into a laughingstock.

For him, this was a humiliation, a deep grudge.

This shame tormented him day and night, making him lose sleep. It consumed his every thought, driving him to obsess over revenge.

His strength grew rapidly during this torment.

He had gone from the ninth-level Manifestation realm to the Greater Peak Manifestation realm, mastering nearly twenty law threads. Compared to his time at the Phoenix Stage, he was now ten—no, twenty times stronger.

This would normally be cause for celebration. However, his inner turmoil began to give rise to a heart demon.

Beishan Ling had once warned him that if he couldn’t get rid of his heart demon, he would die under the heavenly tribulation the moment he advanced to the Legendary realm.

But if he could eliminate it, his path would become smooth, and his chances of becoming a Void Immortal Supreme would increase. After severing his heart demon, his state of mind would reach perfection, and nothing else would be able to stop him.

From every single drink to every single bite, there was nothing that wasn’t preordained. The heavens always gave people a chance at survival.

Though he had suffered immensely, Beishan Hong believed that if he could eliminate his heart demon, all the pain would be worth it. And the only way to do that was by killing Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was his heart demon. Only by killing him could his mind be freed, and his path to perfection be ensured.

For the past three to four years, he had been searching for Chen Fan in the ancient battlefield to kill him.

Unfortunately, finding him in this massive battlefield had been less than fruitful. Unexpectedly, today, he encountered Chen Fan. This was a stroke of luck, one that the heavens sent right to his doorstep.

He didn’t think he would still lose to Chen Fan; he had confidence in his strength.

Contrary to Beishan Hong’s surprise, Chen Fan furrowed his brow.

Though he didn’t regard Beishan Hong as a threat, the situation was different now. Beishan Hong wasn’t alone; about a dozen people, all at the peak of the Manifestation realm, flanked him.

What bothered Chen Fan most was the woman by Beishan Hong’s side. She was like a mountain of ice.

This woman bore some resemblance to Beishan Hong, and her aura was extremely heavy, giving Chen Fan a sense of danger.

Chen Fan immediately recognized her as being close to the quasi-Legendary level, wielding at least sixty law threads. He was definitely no match for her.

“Hahahaha, the heavens are truly on my side! Chen Fan, I can’t believe your cultivation hasn’t improved at all over the past few years. Still in the seventh-level Manifestation realm? How disappointing.” Beishan Hong laughed out loud, looking at Chen Fan.

Suddenly, his expression became savage, and he said, “You’re dead, Chen Fan. You’re dead for sure today, you know that? Do you know how I’ve suffered these past years? Every moment, I’ve thought about how to kill you. Only by killing you with my own hands will my hatred be satisfied.”

“I’ve been searching for you since the ancient battlefield appeared—nearly four years! Today, I finally met you. Hahahaha, I’m so happy now, so damn happy! Once I purge my heart demon, my cultivation will immediately skyrocket! I could even reach the quasi-Legendary realm immediately. Hahahaha, Chen Fan, meet your end!”

With a flash, Beishan Hong charged like a cannonball, moving at terrifying speed.

He didn’t hold back in the slightest, activating his Solar Sacred Body and wielding the Holy Spear of the Sun, which erupted in terrifying light as he thrust it toward Chen Fan.

He was far stronger than Chen Fan had been three years ago.

Unfortunately, that only put him on par with the old Chen Fan. The current Chen Fan was on a completely different level.

Facing Beishan Hong’s terrifying attack, Chen Fan raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike.

“Hand of Demon!”

The Hand of Demon broke through space, destroying Beishan Hong’s attack and sending him flying.

Among this group of people, only the icy, mountain-like woman by his side truly made Chen Fan feel wary.