Chapter 1637 - Killing Hao Liantu

“Struggle all you want,” Hao Liantu snarled. “A minor breakthrough means nothing. In front of me, you’re still trash.”

Hao Liantu was furious, as he hadn’t expected Chen Fan to borrow his strength to break through his cultivation barrier and advance to the eighth level. This was a blatant slap to his face.

Unfortunately, there was no time to dwell on it. Hao Liantu struck again. Blades poured from the sky like a catastrophic rainstorm, converging into a roaring tempest. Shockwaves detonated one after another, thunderous and violent, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing.

He moved extremely quickly, and the blades fell even faster. In a single breath, hundreds—no, thousands—of saber lights descended, intent on reducing Chen Fan to dust.

Before, Chen Fan would have retreated. But now, he charged into it without hesitation with unparalleled momentum, golden light blossoming around him, like a golden battle god descending into the world.

“Break, break, break, break, break!”

Chen Fan ripped the space apart like cloth, destroying all the blades within.

Thump!

He strode forward, arriving in front of Hao Liantu. His fist descended, crushing the air, suppressing all defiance.

“Royal Path Divine Fist!”

A terrifying fist intent tore through the sky, intent on annihilating the world. Hao Liantu’s irises contracted violently as he felt the oppressive aura.

“Realm Shattering Saber!”

A destructive aura erupted from Hao Liantu’s saber, emitting saber qi. Laws intertwined around the blade as he slashed, the strike powerful enough to cleave mountains and fracture realms.

Boom!

The two attacks collided violently, unleashing an earth-shattering roar. The mountain trembled violently as massive cracks spread outward. Boulders crashed down in a deafening cascade.

Thump, thump, thump.

A figure stumbled out of the storm: Hao Liantu.

“Damn it!”

Hao Liantu’s expression was incomparably ugly. Even his strongest saber art had failed to suppress Chen Fan. The realization was unbearable. Had Chen Fan already surpassed him?

His eyes reddened. His aura erupted violently as he roared like a wounded beast and charged again. Only one of them would survive this battle.

Retreat wasn’t an option. Even if he wanted to flee, Chen Fan would never allow it; more than that, he could not accept retreat.

He had to kill Chen Fan here.

Rumble!

𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Hao Liantu charged forward again. He executed the same attack, the Realm Shattering Saber, unleashing three slashes in an instant, each of them incomparably terrifying. Even experts in the same cultivation level wouldn’t dare receive them head-on.

“Old mutt, meet your doom!” Chen Fan’s voice echoed through the chaos.

A golden silhouette charged out, fists swinging. Each strike carried overwhelming force, pulverizing the saber arts one after another.

Swish!

Chen Fan charged forth like a streak through the night sky, moving as fast as lightning. Wherever he passed, crackling explosions erupted behind him. The air completely exploded.

“Die, old mutt!”

Endless energy converged on Chen Fan’s fist and crashed down.

“Realm Shattering Saber, slaying emperors, shattering the myriad realms!”

Hao Liantu’s irises contracted to the size of a needle. Blazing saber light erupted, igniting the air itself with unmatched ferocity.

Boom!

Chen Fan’s fist force shattered the saber qi and descended on Hao Liantu.

Thump!

Hao Liantu coughed blood as he was blasted away, smashing into the ground and carving out a massive crater.

Terror flooded his heart. “Impossible! This is impossible! How could you be this powerful! How can you stand against me?!”

“Possible or not doesn’t matter. Just go to hell!” Chen Fan gave him no room to breathe.

He landed another blow on Hao Liantu’s chest like a meteor, punching through his flesh and annihilating his organs in an instant.

Chen Fan sighed in relief upon seeing that he had killed Hao Liantu. He understood that luck played a big part in this victory.

Though his breakthrough had drastically elevated his strength, it was not enough to kill Hao Liantu so cleanly under normal circumstances. Hao Liantu had already paid a heavy price while exterminating the rebels earlier.

After all, Hao Liantu’s opponent was also a Half-step Immortal King. Although not as powerful as him, how could Hao Liantu not pay any price if he wanted to kill his opponent?

Chen Fan spread his palm. A streak of golden light shot at Hao Liantu, and his corpse disintegrated into ash, erased without leaving a single trace behind.

Ling Fei stood frozen, his mind blank.

Chen Fan had killed another Half-step Immortal King. The shock was indescribable.

As Chen Fan approached, Ling Fei said instinctively, “Hao Liantu... died at the hands of the rebels.”

Chen Fan smiled and replied, “Naturally. Let’s go. None of them gets to live.”

After wiping out all of the rebels within the mountain, Chen Fan released the disciples he had kept within the Wheel of Myriad Laws. All of them expressed their endless gratitude toward Chen Fan and Ling Fei.

“Alright, heal your injuries first. Here are some recovery elixirs. Divide them among yourselves.”

Chen Fan took out some healing elixirs and gave them to these people.

Half a day later, when most injuries had stabilized, reinforcements finally arrived. The experts were stunned to see Lou Chongxiao and the others rescued.

“

Eh

? Right, where did Hao Liantu go? Didn’t he charge in? Where’s he?” asked someone doubtfully.

“No idea,” Ling Fei replied flatly. “Didn’t see him.”

Chen Fan added indifferently, “Who knows where he went.”

“You...” A ninth-level Immortal Platform realm expert from the Golden Jade Pavilion stared at Chen Fan fixedly with an ugly expression and said, “You’re lying. I heard the administrator call your name earlier. You must have seen him.”

“You imagined it.” Chen Fan couldn’t be bothered anymore.

So what if he heard him? So what if he saw what happened? Does he have any evidence?

“Damn it, how dare you make a move against the administrator. Our Golden Jade Pavilion definitely won’t let you off!”

“Are you really threatening me,” Chen Fan said coldly, “the one you think killed a Half-step Immortal King... and you think that ends well for you?”

The Golden Jade Pavilion expert turned pale with fright and stumbled backward, and shifted his gaze elsewhere.

However, the others paid no heed to him.

Everyone knew the truth. Hao Liantu had never intended to spare Chen Fan. Now that he was gone, there was only one possible outcome.

Chen Fan had slaughtered him.

The realization sent chills through them all.

A cultivator capable of killing a Half-step Immortal King was not someone they could afford to offend.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the outside.

“Ah, I can’t accept this!”

Rumble!

A violent self-detonation shook the mountain. Immortal wills surged outward, revealing the rebel leader cornered by Cao Wujiang, choosing death over capture.

A figure flitted into the mountain. It was Cao Wujiang, though he was now in a sorry state.

Cao Wujiang swept his gaze around and saw that Lou Chongxiao and the others were saved. Then, his gaze fell on Chen Fan, and he said, “Excellent, you’ve done an impeccable job. You saved them and wiped out all the rebels. This is a great merit. I’ll report everything. Your rewards will be substantial.”

As for Hao Liantu, he died, and that’s that. If not for certain reservations, Cao Wujiang would have personally executed that traitor long ago.