Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1109 - Scramble

Little had changed in the world of martial artists, even after ten years.

By now, most of the ancient battlefield's opportunities and ruins had been thoroughly explored. The True Martial Academy had also recalled many of their experts.

High Elder Mu Wuji was the only Invincible Legendary realm powerhouse still overseeing Little True Martial City. Granny Silver Flower had also returned to the academy.

This wasn't unique to the True Martial Academy; other overlord-class forces, superpowers, and cults had done the same.

When the ancient battlefield first opened, it was rich with treasures and opportunities. Naturally, each faction sent in as many experts as possible to claim what they could and prevent others from gaining the upper hand.

Now, with most of the valuables already uncovered, they didn’t need so many experts to stay in the ancient battlefield. Just a few personnel remained to search for anything that might have been missed.

Furthermore, with the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect reappearing—and their power undeniable—the various forces needed to be on guard, lest the sect exploit any vulnerabilities.

Naturally, the Peerless Peak was incredibly cold and cheerless, as Huang Wuji and the others were still in the ancient battlefield searching for treasures.

As for Teacher Zhang Daoling, Chen Fan had only seen him at the Phoenix Stage. No one knew where he was or what he was doing.

Chen Fan stood atop a towering, cloud-piercing peak at Peerless Peak, surveying the surroundings.

He could sense it clearly: tension gripped the entire True Martial Academy.

It wasn’t the tension of an imminent battle that filled the air, but rather the anxious anticipation of the Immortal Draft Assembly, set to take place in fifteen years.

For the people of the entire Tianwu Continent, the Immortal Draft Assembly was a chance to turn into a real dragon.

Though immense, the Tianwu Continent was bound by the laws. Its people could only become Void Immortal Supremes at the end of the road of cultivation. Ascending to true immortality was as difficult as reaching the heavens themselves.

But everything changed upon entering the Heavenly Realm.

There were few restrictions, abundant resources, and advancing your cultivation was easier there. Who wouldn’t want to obtain immortal affinity, knock on the door of the immortal gates, and enter the Heavenly Realm to cultivate?

Who didn’t want to become an immortal?

No one!

But was it truly so easy to reach the immortal gate?

Immortal affinity wasn’t that easy to obtain!

The immortal gates opened once every thousand years. How many people could cross over the dragon gates and soar as a dragon?

Worse still, the Immortal Draft Assembly wasn’t just a competition among the people of Tianwu—it was a battle against geniuses and heaven’s chosen from dozens of other continents. The competition for immortal affinity was a brutal one.

If one couldn’t enter the Heavenly Realm and become a real dragon, they would age and die on this land, just like all others before them.

But why did people cultivate?

Not just to grow stronger, or avoid being oppressed.

At its core, the goal was always the same: to seek immortality!

Yet on the Tianwu Continent, no path to true immortality could be found. Even a Void Immortal Supreme only had nine thousand years of lifespan. When they reach their limit, with no breakthrough in sight, they could only return to the earth unwillingly.

However, there was a method to pursue immortality in the Heavenly Realm. The stronger one became, the longer their lifespan.

Chen Fan stood atop the towering peak, piercing the clouds. The tension cloaking the True Martial Academy felt like a collective push to cross a great, unseen river.

Unwilling to be resigned to a life of weakness, one had to seize life itself from the heavens!

He lowered his gaze, eyes gleaming with sharp resolve.

He must obtain immortal affinity at the Immortal Draft Assembly, knock on the doors of the immortal gate, and ascend to the heavens. It was not just for himself but also to bring Qin Yao back.

Chen Fan kicked off the ground, rising into the sky. His Wings of Rain Dragon spread open, sending a storm sweeping and tearing the layer of cloud open, disappearing into the horizon.

Swish!

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Great Chen Empire, the imperial palace of the:

Chen Wushang was already a youth in his twenties—tall, strikingly handsome, with a commanding presence and piercing eyes.

He had long since stepped onto the martial path, and his cultivation level wasn’t low. Currently, he was a Divine Nascent realm expert, surpassing Chen Zhengqing and Nangong Yue.

Chen Zhengqing and Nangong Yue’s talents were not low. How bad could Chen Wushang’s talent be?

Moreover, Chen Fan had performed law cleansing on Chen Wushang when he was still young and planted a thread of law in him, transforming his innate talent into something monstrous.

Chen Wushang now stood among the peerless prides of heaven—perhaps even among the monsters.

Yet to him, it wasn’t something to be proud of.

He had always treated his older brother, Chen Fan, as his goal. After all, he had grown up listening to Chen Fan’s legends.

As his younger brother, Chen Wushang set a goal for himself. Even if he couldn’t reach Chen Fan’s height, he must never bring shame to Chen Fan.

Driven by that conviction, he dedicated himself fully to cultivation, reaching his current level through relentless effort.

Chen Wushang withdrew his cultivation and greeted Chen Zhengqing and Nangong Yue.

“Father, Mother.”

“How is it, Wushang? When can you break through?” Chen Zhengqing asked with a smile.

Chen Wushang answered, “In three days, I’ll advance to the sixth level.”

“Hahahaha, good. As expected of my son.” Chen Zhengqing laughed heartily.

Even though he had wasted eighteen years, both his sons had become men worthy of pride. Whether it was the renowned Chen Fan or the rising star Chen Wushang, neither had let him down. How could he not be overjoyed?

Chen Wushang said humbly, “I still have a long way to go compared to Big Brother. He’s already famous across the Tianwu Continent and even achieved the heaven-defying feat of slaying a Legendary realm expert. People idolize him. I still need to work much harder.”

Right at this time, laughter rang out. A fierce wind whistled in the garden. Then, Chen Fan’s figure descended.

“Haha, Wushang, you’re already doing very well. I wasn’t nearly as far along as you are at your age,” said Chen Fan.

Though they hadn’t seen each other in over a decade, and Wushang's childhood memories of his brother were faint, he instantly recognized him.

“Brother!”

Chen Zhengqing and Nangong Yue both stood up from their seats in excitement.

“Xiaofan.”

“Father, Mother.”

“You damned brat, you finally know to come home!” Chen Zhengqing put on a serious face.

Nangong Yue immediately twisted Chen Zhengqing’s ear and said, “Xiaofan finally came home once. Why are you putting on airs, huh?”

“Oww, Xiaoyue, Yue’er, I was wrong. I was wrong.” Chen Zhengqing hurriedly begged for mercy.

Looking at his loving parents, a smile appeared on Chen Fan’s face.

This kind of familial warmth felt so good.

After accompanying his parents for a few days and giving some pointers to Chen Wushang in his cultivation, Chen Fan pondered his own cultivation.

Now, his main direction was to comprehend and master more threads of law. However, even with the help of the Bodhi ancient tree, comprehending and mastering the law wasn’t easy.

Chen Fan’s eyes lit up as he thought of a good place to cultivate.

“Right, I can go to the demonic mountain’s Sacred Palace Hall. It’s filled with laws inside, and I can achieve twice the result with only half the effort there!”

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