Unrivaled Martial Emperor

That was the might of a Legend. Chen Fan began to emanate the pressure of a Legend. He had finally stepped into the Legendary realm.

His combat strength had long reached that of a Legend, but his actual cultivation remained at the Manifestation realm.

Now, both his law mastery and true primeval cultivation had undergone a complete metamorphosis. He had truly crossed the threshold.

He could feel the transformation within, like the world had been flipped around. He was being torn down to the cellular and genetic level, reduced to atoms, then rebuilt.

It was a vastly different feeling from before. Power boiled within him, surging wildly, making him want to roar at the sky.

Only now did he fully grasp the meaning behind the phrase: all beneath the Legendary realm were mere ants.

He had just stepped into the Lesser Legendary realm, but the power flooding him was overwhelming. He could destroy even a middle or late-stage Lesser Legendary realm expert with ease.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan blankly, seeing the metamorphosis he had undergone, still in a daze.

They were still immersed in the majestic scene of Chen Fan taking on the lightning army earlier. They still couldn't understand how he had done it.

An army of Legends—enough to raze empires—had been obliterated. Gone, just like that.

It was like watching someone shoot down cosmic warships with a bow and arrow. The entire ordeal felt jarring and outright nonsensical.

Even a late-stage Lesser Legendary realm expert would have turned and fled from such overwhelming force.

Even though those lightning men only had strength comparable to a newbie Lesser Legend, there were hundreds of them, plus squad leaders and captains among them. Even a peak Lesser Legendary realm expert wouldn't dare to face such an army.

Yet Chen Fan beat them right before everyone's eyes, forcing them to dissipate.

It was too shocking!

It was indescribable!

Some saw through his method: he charged into their midst, neutralizing their numerical edge. By doing so, he ensured that only around ten could attack him at once. He slowly wore them down, grinding the army to death bit by bit.

However, they also understand that while this strategy sounded easy, it was tremendously difficult to execute. It was nearly impossible; anyone else would've been overwhelmed and killed by the barrage.

If one didn't believe it, they could try facing ten same-realm experts at once and see how long they last.

People said two fists couldn't beat four hands for a reason.

But Chen Fan just pulled it off.

He was truly monstrous; no wonder he could pass such a terrifying tribulation.

The crowd murmured.

"How truly terrifying. I still can't believe that happened. I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"I know, right? That was too terrifying! Even a Greater Legendary would avoid provoking an army like that. How exactly did he do it?"

"Hoho, even though the army looked terrifying, he charged into it. Inside, only ten or so could surround him at a time. He just picked them off bit by bit. Nothing impressive. Just a cheap trick."

"Nothing impressive? Cheap trick? What an idiot! Let alone ten, can you withstand an encirclement of seven or eight people? And I am not even looking down on you. You're the cheap one in my opinion!"

"Chen Fan used some clever techniques, but his terrifying physique is the main reason he could pass the tribulation. Even with the numbers against him, his physique could take hits from the celestial troops without much issue, while he could blow them apart with a single punch."

"That's right. That was indeed the case. Without his physique, the celestial troop would have torn him into pieces."

"Honestly, his aura doesn't feel like someone who has just overcome their legend tribulation. It's too terrifying. Even those who've spent ten or twenty years stabilizing their early-stage Lesser Legendary realm cultivation don't give off that kind of pressure! I think he's already at the mid-stage."

"A freak like him is different from the rest. That's why he's called a monster."

Chen Fan's overwhelming success in the legend tribulation had deeply shocked everyone.

Among the crowd, Ye Yuanming snapped out of his daze. Cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Bastard, come meet your end!"

He attacked without warning, stirring fierce winds and crashing waves. Several nearby people were sent flying, screaming in panic.

As he moved, thirty-six black battle spears manifested around him, erupting with a tearing aura. They formed the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars Grand Formation, surrounding Chen Fan.

Ye Yuanming hadn't expected Chen Fan to overcome his tribulation, but it was fine.

Even though Chen Fan had overcome the tribulation, he was in bad shape. Ye Yuanming didn't give him any chance to recuperate. He attacked, hoping to snuff out this threat.

Chen Fan's current situation was indeed not optimistic.

After fighting those celestial troops for three whole days, Chen Fan was drained. His energy was nearly spent, his Hegemonic Golden Body battered and bloodied, and his mind utterly exhausted.

Chen Fan failed to react in time and was struck by Ye Yuanming's attacks. He spewed a mouthful of fresh blood furiously and crashed into the ground, shaking the earth violently.

After succeeding in his attack, Ye Yuanming struck with even greater fervor.

As expected, Chen Fan was currently in terrible shape. If not, he wouldn't have been caught off guard so easily. Seeing this, Ye Yuanming's killing intent intensified.

His cultivation was the strongest here. After killing Chen Fan and seizing his treasures, he could flee, and none could stop him.

"Die!" Ye Yuanming turned vicious, determined to get rid of Chen Fan with his second attack. He slapped his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence to form a blood pattern. Bloody light blossomed dazzlingly.

Immediately, black qi surged on those thirty-six black battle spears, whistling continuously. An even more terrifying aura swept out as they rushed toward Chen Fan violently.

Inside the crater, he sensed a dangerous aura as he spewed blood. The spears descended again, stronger this time, like evil spirits trying to consume him whole, leaving nothing behind.

Already badly injured from the tribulation and now ambushed, Chen Fan's condition worsened. But as the deadly force closed in, a vicious glint sparked in his eyes.

Clasping his hand, a terrifying force activated the Blood Ax. As a bloody light blossomed, he swung the ax, slashing violently.

The terrifying ax light tore through heaven and earth. It was extremely terrifying. At the first clash, the black spears shattered, wailing like dying ghosts.

The blood-colored ax light didn't stop and slashed Ye Yuanming in a flash.

Ye Yuanming's Grade-8 defensive vest shattered on the spot. He spewed fresh blood furiously and was sent flying, blood spurting out along the way as he let out a miserable scream.