Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1101 - Meeting Nie Han Again

“Big Brother!”

“Boss!”

The other nine members of the Ten Shadow Supremes cried out mournfully, and their eyes turned red when they watched their boss get crushed into a pulp.

“Little bastard, how dare you kill our big brother!”

None of them expected their boss, the strongest among them, to be killed so swiftly by a single palm strike, like an ant being squashed.

How was this possible?

However, they weren’t scared even after their leader died. Instead, they turned their sorrow into strength. With a burst of fury, they swung their demonic sabers faster and harder, unleashing a flurry of attacks that nearly blotted out the sky.

Countless innocent people had died under their sabers.

The attacks closed in on Chen Fan, obscuring the sky, as if it had turned into hell. Countless vengeful souls wailed, wanting to drag him down into hell to suffer with them.

“No need to be anxious. I’ll send you all down to see him,” Chen Fan said indifferently, unaffected by the wailings.

He stabbed out violently with the Holy Spear of the Sun. His attack split into countless spear lights, tearing through the nine’s attacks and shaking the heavens.

Every one of the Ten Shadow Supremes was a sinful beast who deserved death. Killing them was a service to the people, an accumulation of good karma. So, Chen Fan didn’t even flinch.

Among the Ten Shadow Supremes, their boss had been the strongest, having mastered sixty law threads.

And though they mocked Bai Yang and the others, in a true one-on-one fight, none of them could match those prodigies, let alone challenge Chen Fan. The difference in power was like the earth and the sky.

Chen Fan could suppress even prodigies like Bai Yang and the others if they were in the same realm. His crushing of the Ten Shadow Supremes’ leader wasn’t shocking—it was expected.

After their boss fell, the strongest remaining were the second, third, and fourth brothers, all newly advanced to the quasi-Legendary level, each wielding fifty law threads.

To be fair, they weren’t weak—just weak compared to Chen Fan.

Before they could react, three sharp cracks echoed through the battlefield.

Poof, poof, poof!

Each strike of the Holy Spear of the Sun drew blood, piercing flesh with brutal precision. He annihilated their divine nascent instantly, without mercy or pause.

This was Chen Fan’s current strength: killing quasi-Legendary experts was as easy as slaughtering poultry or dogs.

“Second Brother!”

“Fifth!”

“Eighth Brother!”

The remaining Supremes cried out in despair, forced to watch three more fall in the blink of an eye.

Finally, they came to their senses, realizing the terrifying might of Chen Fan. Killing the entire Ten Shadow Supremes would barely require any effort.

How laughable their earlier taunts seemed now.

Now, they were filled with regret. The ferocity they showed earlier could no longer be seen, replaced by immense fear.

“Go down and reunite with them in hell. No need to let them walk that road alone.”

He had no intention of stopping here. His indifferent voice echoed like the call of the grim reaper, chilling the remaining Ten Shadow Supremes to the bone.

Poof, poof, poof!

Soon, the Ten Shadow Supremes all perished at Chen Fan’s hands.

Chen Fan cast a cold glance over their corpses and curled his lips.

For him, wiping out the Ten Shadow Supremes had been effortless.

After spending some time consolidating his strength, he had mastered the twenty-two threads of law he had recently gained by consuming the Red Spider Lilies. He could now wield sixty law threads. His power now far surpassed what it had been when he killed Bai Yang and the others.

He was now no weaker than Huo Qi at his peak, even a little stronger.

No one under the Legendary realm could kill him now. Moreover, even those with up to eighty threads of law risked dying by his hand.

......

News of the Ten Shadow Supremes losing their lives to Chen Fan spread very soon, and it set off a storm in the ancient battlefield once more.

After all, the Ten Shadow Supremes were quite famous on the Tianwu Continent. Unexpectedly, after roaming unfettered for so many years, they finally met their ends at Chen Fan’s hands.

Many whispered that only evil could handle evil.

In many people’s eyes, Chen Fan and the Ten Shadow Supremes were cut from the same cloth—monsters in human form.

But there was a difference.

One side was wicked beyond redemption, guilty of countless atrocities. The other—Chen Fan—was a merciless force whose brutality struck fear into the hearts of many.

However, the fall of the Ten Shadow Supremes didn’t quell all unrest.

Some remained defiant, bold enough to challenge Chen Fan. Yet every last one of them—whether rogue cultivator or sect disciple—met the same fate: death by his hand.

Chen Fan didn’t care about these people’s identities at all. Since they came aiming for his life, he would never show mercy to them.

“How is Chen Fan so powerful? What kind of cultivation technique is he practicing? He’s simply terrifying!”

“With such combat strength, unless a Legendary realm expert acts, who could possibly stop him?”

“So many have tried to claim the bounty on his head, only to die by his hand. Most have given up, too scared to even try now.”

“......”

Time passed quickly, and another three years passed in a flash.

Chen Fan spent that time in the ancient battlefield, honing his skills and seeking rare treasures.

The three overlord class forces and the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect didn’t withdraw their bounty. Instead, they doubled it.

And with that, those who had once backed down in fear now found their greed rekindled, drawn once more by the lure of a greater reward.

Chen Fan had spent the last three years killing and being hunted.

The reward for his head had not only doubled but tripled. Tempted by the enormous reward, even some Lesser Legendary realm experts joined the hunt.

Chen Fan had clashed with a few of them during this time. But as his strength continued to grow, he emerged unscathed each time.

Now, he was in the ninth-level Manifestation realm and wielded seventy law threads.

He truly stood at the pinnacle under the Legendary realm.

One day, after wiping out a group of rogue cultivators who’d ambushed him for the bounty, Chen Fan was just about to leave when a terrifying, blood-colored palm seal suddenly descended from the sky.

More than a hundred threads of law kept flashing on that palm and erupted with extremely terrifying power. It also came smashing down at lightning speed, crumbling the space.

Swish!

Chen Fan vanished just as the palm struck, reappearing on a distant mountain peak five kilometers away. He stared coldly into the void, eyes sharp as blades.

Then, his killing intent surged like a tidal wave.

“You!”

A voice that contained similarly boundless killing intent shook the sky. Then, a one-armed man appeared from the void.

“It’s me!”

This person was none other than Nie Han, the hall master of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect’s Scarlet Moon Hall.

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