Chapter 1105 - Slaying a Legend

Rumble!

Nie Han crashed to the ground like a cannonball.

The earth trembled—cracks split open instantly, resembling a vast rift valley.

Chen Fan stood in the sky, gazing down with indifference.

He didn’t believe that one strike was enough to kill Nie Han. Legends weren’t so fragile.

Besides, the earlier Hand of Demon had little power left; it could seriously injure, but not kill.

Swish!

As expected, a battered figure shot into the sky, hovering in the void again. It was Nie Han.

He seemed miserable, his clothing torn and tattered, blood at the corner of his mouth, breath ragged, aura unstable. He stared fixedly at Chen Fan with an incomparably cold gaze, like a venomous snake.

“Bastard, bastard, how dare you hurt me?! You’ve wounded me deeply!”

His hoarse voice quivered with fury.

For someone at the Legendary realm to be hurt so badly by a non-Legendary was a disgrace. He’d be too humiliated to show his face again if word got out.

Facing the extremely vengeful gaze, Chen Fan remained unfazed and said indifferently, “You’re wrong. I won’t just hurt you. I will kill you. You ready for that?”

Nie Han’s face stiffened.

With the support of the Bodhi ancient tree, Chen Fan was no weaker than him, perhaps even stronger. So, there was a significant possibility that Chen Fan could kill him.

When had he ever been threatened, especially by a brat not even in the Legendary realm? And a death threat, no less!

“You want to shake up my mind? That’s not happening!”

Nie Han’s expression twisted into a sneer, his eyes brimming with mockery and contempt. He was convinced that he had seen through Chen Fan’s crafty scheme.

He believed Chen Fan’s threat was a psychological tactic, meant to rattle him, push him into panic, and then strike the fatal blow. Sinister, indeed.

Thinking of this, Nie Han immediately calmed down.

Although he was still furious at Chen Fan, he quickly reined it in. He wouldn’t let anger cloud his judgment.

He was no novice. He’d long since learned to spot mental traps and resist them.

Losing rationale in fights would be fatal. A single lapse was all it took for an opponent to land a decisive strike.

Chen Fan threatened Nie Han with death to shake his mind, sap his will, and leave him vulnerable. If he faltered, death would be inevitable.

“In cunning, I’ve never seen a junior like you. In talent, rising from seventh-level Manifestation to this height in ten years... it’s unheard of. Perhaps your future achievements will be limitless, but that doesn’t matter, as you won’t have a future. Today, everything ends.” Nie Han revealed a cold smile.

Chen Fan broke out into a smile. Then, he shook his head and said, “Don’t overthink this. Forget it, I can’t be bothered wasting my saliva on you. You're about to die, yet you're still clinging to that blind arrogance. How sad.”

With that, he unleashed a storm of attacks again.

Although the Bodhi ancient tree made his strength skyrocket, that boost came with a time limit. He needed to kill Nie Han as soon as possible, lest something unexpected happened.

Chen Fan brought out his full strength.

A sharp, ear-piercing sound, like fabric being violently torn, ripped through the air. Space split open as the Holy Spear of the Sun hurtled toward Nie Han, swift as lightning and brimming with ferocity.

Chla!

Nie Han’s counterattacks were torn apart in an instant by the spear.

The Holy Spear of the Sun drove straight in. Even though Nie Han dodged in a hurry, the spear pierced his abdomen, creating a bloody hole.

Staggered, shocked, and furious, Nie Han reeled.

But Chen Fan gave him no chance to recover. Unleashing his full power, he launched a relentless onslaught, every strike crashing down like a raging storm. He beat Nie Han to the point that he was powerless to fight back, spitting blood with each blow.

Rumble!

Chen Fan was like a sharp sword, slamming violently into Nie Han like a meteorite crashing into the earth. He was severely wounded, nearly crumbling apart on the spot. His flesh and blood were badly mangled.

Nie Han let out a miserable scream as he was sent flying back, nearly slammed to death.

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! I am a Legend. How can I lose to you? Even if you are empowered by the Bodhi ancient tree, you can’t be a match for me. This isn’t real, all of this is fake.”

Nie Han, bloodied and broken, refused to accept the truth.

“Fake? If you think so, then it’s fake.” Chen Fan smiled coldly and charged forward once more with his spear in hand.

After enduring blow after blow, Nie Han was no longer a threat to Chen Fan. Yet, Chen Fan remained vigilant.

While Nie Han still breathed, anything was possible.

Desperation set in for Nie Han.

“

Ahhh

, you damned bastard. You’re too abominable. You deserve to die. People like you shouldn’t be in this world. I will kill you. I’ll risk everything to kill you. I’ll use my blood and burn my flesh to summon the Holy Spear of Destruction to kill you again!”

He was already severely wounded and could only risk his life to take a gamble. He would perform the forbidden technique again to kill Chen Fan, even if it meant his death. The only thing that mattered was killing Chen Fan.

Chen Fan had experienced the terror of the Holy Spear of Destruction before, so he couldn’t let Nie Han get his way.

If he hadn’t detonated a Grade-8 treasure and had his Hegemonic Golden Body, he would have died from that attack.

Now, with his combat strength at the Legendary level thanks to the Bodhi ancient tree, Chen Fan still felt a flicker of apprehension at the thought of the Holy Spear of Destruction.

With a

swish

, he charged toward Nie Han like he had teleported.

Chen Fan arrived before Nie Han just as the Holy Spear of Destruction began to take shape.

Puchi!

The Holy Spear of the Sun pierced through Nie Han’s glabella without any resistance, obliterating his vitality instantly.

The silhouette of the Holy Spear of Destruction shattered at once.

Chen Fan let out a long breath. With a shake of his arm, a terrifying force erupted, blowing Nie Han up into powder.

“

Phew

.” Chen Fan exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi. His aura subsided. Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, he revealed a smile.

Dead.

He had finally killed Nie Han.

Even though he did so by borrowing the Bodhi ancient tree’s power, the tree had recognized him as its owner, which meant that it was part of his strength.

He had killed a Lesser Legendary realm while being a ninth-level Manifestation realm expert. If news of this were to spread, the entire Tianwu Continent would certainly be sent into an uproar again because of him!