Unrivaled Martial Emperor

The crowd hadn't expected Chen Fan and Di Chen's arrival to shift the situation so drastically.

"Die!"

Zi Dongyang's expression was hideous.

Chen Fan had actually held the three of them back alone. This was simply a slap to his face.

As the leader of the Ziyang Continent's younger generation, and someone with higher cultivation than Chen Fan, he should've been more than capable of handling him. Instead, the result was the opposite, something he couldn't accept.

"Did you think acting fierce will change anything?"

Chen Fan was like an undefeated battle god. He brandished the Holy Spear of the Sun with mastery. Martial techniques flowed from him effortlessly as he erupted with full strength, his combat prowess astonishing.

Boom, boom, boom!

Chen Fan destroyed Zi Dongyang's ferocious, sharp claw with a single spear attack. Next, he unleashed a horizontal sweep and shattered the attack of the two early-stage Lesser Legends, setting off fierce winds and waves like the mountain and sea were roaring.

For a time, the clash in the blind valley came to a standstill.

But the situation shifted as more forces from the Tianxuan, Ziyang, and Tianhun Continents arrived and joined the siege.

Among them was an early-stage Lesser Legendary realm expert. He wasn't a newbie and had already stabilized his cultivation. He wasn't weak.

As soon as he arrived, he lunged at Duanmu Lingxing.

It was clear that her battlefield was the most critical.

Heavily injured, she could still deal with an early-stage Lesser Legendary realm. But with another joining in, she was pushed to the brink, forcing Yan Weiyi to repeatedly step in and assist.

Meanwhile, the quasi-Legendary cultivators launched straight at Zhu Yue's trio.

The change in the situation also caused Chen Fan to become anxious.

If this continued, things would turn increasingly unfavorable for them.

Peerless Peak had limited numbers, while the opposing forces were growing. If more joined after hearing the news, the odds would tilt even further against them.

Boom, boom!

Zi Dongyang seized the gap when Chen Fan was distracted and launched a storm of attacks, dealing considerable damage to him and making him spew blood.

"Little Junior Brother!" Duanmu Lingxing and the others' faces changed.

Chen Fan hurriedly steadied himself and unleashed a flurry of fierce attacks in retaliation, stabilizing the situation on his side. He shouted, "Don't worry about me, Senior Brothers and Sisters. How are things on your end?"

"We're fine. Still holding on."

Chen Fan struck out repeatedly, forcing the trio back, and said, "We can't let this drag on. If more of them arrive, we'll be in real danger. Why don't we retreat while fighting and get out of this blind valley first?"

"Alright!"

Di Chen, Duanmu Lingxing, and the others didn't object to it.

"Hmph, you want to leave? Not happening!"

As Chen Fan's group attempted a tactical retreat, Zi Dongyang's side ramped up their assault, fiercer than before, cutting off any chance of escape.

Their clashes erupted violently. Clouds of dust rose, and rocks flew through the air. The commotion was huge. Even those kilometers away could feel its pressure, and weaker cultivators struggled to breathe.

Chen Fan blocked the trio's fierce attacks and roared furiously, ready to use some of his hidden cards.

"Senior Brothers and Sisters, more of their people are closing in. Prepare to retreat!"

He put away the Holy Spear of the Sun and switched to the Vicious Suppressor saber.

Chen Fan didn't want to use the Vicious Suppressor saber; given the current situation, he had no other choice.

However, he held back his strength when he used it to slash at the trio.

Immediately, fierce winds roared. A terrifying saber light tore through the sky, as if to shatter heaven and earth. It smashed the trio's attacks and struck them, sending them flying, spewing blood.

Simultaneously, Chen Fan rushed toward Duanmu Lingxing and Yan Weiyi's battlefield. He swung his saber again, sending their opponents flying. They spewed fresh blood furiously and screamed miserably.

"Second Senior Brother, let's go!" roared Chen Fan.

Di Chen erupted with power, activating the Blood Ax with all his strength, pushing Luo Hao ten thousand meters back with a slash and pulling himself out. He also retreated from the blind valley with Chen Fan and the others.

"Ahhh, chase! We can't let them escape!" shouted Zi Dongyang.

Luo Hao and the others' gazes were also incomparably gloomy. Despite their overwhelming numbers and strength, they still couldn't take down Chen Fan's group. It was humiliating.

Immediately, they gave chase.

The two groups of people fought as they retreated. Along the way, mountains crumbled, rocks split, and the ground trembled. The battle was very intense.

One side wanted to leave; the other wanted them to stay.

With more enemies joining the pursuit, retreat became harder. Chen Fan's group sustained injury after injury, the pressure mounting.

One side encircled; the other broke through.

Their clash tore across the land for tens of thousands of kilometers. Their energies were like the tide, roaring thunderously. The hot tide was like magma erupting, and fresh blood dyed the earth crimson.

The pursuit dragged on for four relentless hours.

Even though Chen Fan and Di Chen continued rampaging through enemies, the overwhelming force and numbers of Zi Dongyang's side eventually trapped them again at a narrow mountain pass.

Duanmu Lingxing and the others were severely injured. Chen Fan supported them on several occasions, which resulted in Zi Dongyang using the opportunity to bombard him, leaving him with considerable injuries.

Chen Fan didn't dare to use the Vicious Suppressor saber excessively. Its power was overwhelming, but so was its cost. Draining his true primeval would be a disaster.

Therefore, at the later stages, he put away the Vicious Suppressor saber, immediately tipping the balance further against him.

However, Zi Dongyang's group felt no triumph.

Despite combining the strength of several continents, they still struggled to subdue just seven people.

Despite Chen Fan's group having immortal artifacts, their raw power and ferocity spoke for themselves.

Then, just as things reached their most desperate point, help arrived.

A furious roar resounded, shaking the heavens.

"Roar! Who dares to hurt my, Huang Wuji's, junior brothers and sisters!"

A flash of light shot in like lightning, faster than the eye could follow. It rushed into the encirclement like a lightning bolt and slammed straight into Luo Hao, sending him crashing to the ground with blood gushing from all seven orifices.

The dust clouds dissipated. Huang Wuji appeared, looking incredibly majestic. His boundless and terrifying Greater Legendary realm pressure swept through heaven and earth, intimidating everyone present.

"First Senior Brother!"

"First Senior Brother, you're finally here!"

Di Chen, Duanmu Lingxing, Zhu Yue, and the others grew excited seeing Huang Wuji.

Huang Wuji had arrived at the perfect moment; now, everything could change.

As Peerless Peak's first senior brother, Huang Wuji wasn't just powerful—he was a monstrous talent, the most terrifying of them all. Even Chen Fan had to admit to that.

Huang Wuji glanced at his sibling disciples. They were all covered in blood and injuries, especially Jian Qi, whose left arm was gone.

A cold fury burst from him like a volcanic eruption. The killing intent was suffocating. The sky seemed to crack, and snow began to fall.