Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chen Fan, who was almost within reach, was also stunned.

However, he reacted extremely quickly and didn't stop his forward momentum.

The illusory golden wings drew a perfect arc in the void, changing directions in a snap. His control and reaction ability left people gasping in shock.

Simultaneously, golden light filled the sky, shrouding him.

When the first attack fell on Chen Fan, the golden roc used the opposing force to soar into the sky.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of strikes rained down; instead of slowing him, they pushed him faster. Soon, the attacks couldn't even keep up with the blazing silhouette of the roc he had become.

Chen Fan shot upward in a sweeping arc. He let out a muffled groan, and even his true body outside coughed up blood.

However, inside the ancient monument, his gaze became sharper and wilder, looking at Zi Dongyang. It seemed that this battle wasn't going to be easy.

He wasn't so arrogant as to think that comprehension of one monument made him invincible. Staying at the first monument this long had been a calculated risk.

Perhaps if he had gone through three or four ancient monuments from the start, like Lǚ Wangxian or Zi Dongyang, his strength wouldn't be any less. However, this was a choice he had made, and he did not regret it.

Failing to destroy Chen Fan with that attack earlier, Zi Dongyang couldn't help but furrow his brow. He continued pressing toward Chen Fan, unleashing his strongest attacks.

However, Chen Fan was already prepared for this. He used his superior speed and razor-sharp, focused strikes to force a close-quarters exchange. Now, the fight had become a back-and-forth deadlock.

Unless Zi Dongyang brought out that kind of powerful attack he had shown earlier, he couldn't destroy Chen Fan.

Ultimately, Zi Dongyang gave up. He withdrew his will and quietly resumed comprehending the power of the ancient monument.

The battle projection faded, and calm returned to the void.

But outside, uproar erupted among the Ziyang Palace disciples.

Zi Dongyang had failed to take down Chen Fan!

"How is that possible? Zi Dongyang failed? How is that possible?"

"He has already comprehended four ancient monuments, while that brat has only comprehended one. Yet he could resist Zi Dongyang, leaving him unable to do a thing? This is unbelievable."

"Where did such a guy come from, to be this monstrous, making even Zi Dongyang suffer humiliation?"

The people of the Ziyang Continent exploded into a commotion.

Zi Dongyang, undefeated on his continent, had crushed talents across all regions. Yet he had failed to take down Chen Fan and suffered humiliation.

Chen Fan, however, remained unaffected. He still didn't attack and invade others as if he had always been like this, silently comprehending the power within the second ancient monument.

It was a terrifying power, one that plucked stars from the sky. In the void, Chen Fan saw a blurry silhouette clad in starry armor. Brilliant runic lights flashed in their palm: like characters, yet also resembling raw, materialized power. Each strike unleashed a force that tore through the universe, shattering stars.

This power resembled a giant clutching the world's fate, its closing hand spelling doom.

Yet, it also bore similarities to Zi Dongyang's claw strike: his attack was darker, more demonic, while this was purer, more dignified.

Fewer and fewer prides of heaven stood in front of the ancient monuments.

Even renowned figures were being eliminated one after another, including Nanhuang Shengge, a disciple of the True Martial Academy's Lustrous Peak.

Some who had intended to defend their front-row positions began to attack instead.

They had already realized that their positions were not safe.

That battle between Chen Fan and Zi Dongyang earlier had alerted them.

Chen Fan's comprehension of the first monument's power was extremely profound; against Zi Dongyang, he could only rely on his speed and powerful singular attacks to barely fight back.

Their comprehension wasn't at his level, so they could never defeat someone like Zi Dongyang.

Even the strongest prodigies at the front slowed their advance, perhaps having sensed something or drawn inspiration from the battle.

At present, only a little more than a thousand people were in front of the ancient monuments. Two hundred more people had to be eliminated to reach the limit of eight hundred.

Chen Fan was still peacefully comprehending the powers. He only knew that his goal was to take every step and move forward steadily to raise his strength.

Seven days later, he moved forward to the third row of ancient monuments. No one tried to challenge him, as he had already defeated two people.

This time, he chose the same ancient monument as Zi Dongyang. The move made many widen their eyes, all now focused on the youth who was leaving an ever-deeper impression.

Within that ancient monument, the void was still shining with gorgeous starry light. Stars illuminated the sky, and a figure stood proudly in the air. In an instant, it split into thousands of clones, each launching simultaneous, breathtaking attacks.

It was the same Dao art Zi Dongyang had once used to wound Chen Fan, though his own understanding had been shallow.

The figure multiplied again, looking incredibly terrifying and overwhelming. Its attack felt like heaven and earth were about to collapse.

Chen Fan's deep eyes gazed into the void, his deep eyes flashing with an excited, radiant glow. It was as if a starry sky had taken form within them.

If this Dao art, which could unleash thousands of silhouettes, were combined with the star-plucking power from the earlier monument, it could tear all stars from the heavens. Its true power would shake the heavens. How could Chen Fan not be excited?

This only confirmed his decision. He was even more certain of his path: steady cultivation, full immersion in the ancient monument's practice.

It was calm for a few days. The crowd quietly cultivated.

However, the people knew that this was only the calm before the storm. Soon, they would witness earth-shattering battles.

On this day, Chen Fan paused his cultivation. He wanted to withdraw from this ancient monument, but he realized that he had only defeated two people since the beginning, so he could only go up to the third row of ancient monuments at most.

To go further, he had to defeat someone.

With no other option, he decided to strike.

Thinking of this, a terrifying light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes. Immediately afterward, an invasive light blossomed from his ancient monument, shrouding another ancient monument.

Inside his ancient monument space, Zi Dongyang's irises suddenly gleamed with a dazzling, chilling light.

Someone had actually dared to invade him!

Looking up, Zi Dongyang saw Chen Fan bathed in golden starlight, the silhouette of a golden-winged roc behind him, his unruly, cold gaze fixed on his opponent.

In the outside world, the crowd was stunned.

"This..."

"To take the initiative to invade Zi Dongyang's ancient monument, he must be mad?"

"He is courting death. Senior Brother Zi Dongyang, kill him!"

Chen Fan didn't choose anyone else.

He chose Zi Dongyang.