Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 989 - Rest Assured, I Won’t Kill You

Chen Fan appeared calm, but a trace of unease flickered in his eyes.

An overwhelming pressure radiated from the silhouette of this god of lightning.

The paths cultivated today were pioneered by gods and demons during the world's creation—born from primal chaos in the desolate ancient era. They were known as the three thousand great Dao, roads to invincibility.

Among the primordial gods and demons, the god of lightning wielded heaven and earth’s lightning arts—unrivaled in attack power and the progenitor of all lightning arts.

Consequently, some powerful lightning arts had moved that summoned the rumored god of lightning when cultivated to the extreme. This was the ultimate move.

Born from the Great Dao itself, these ancient gods were molded by heaven and earth. Each god possessed earth-shaking power and was exceptionally terrifying.

Had they not perished in ages past, they would rule the universe today.

Secret techniques like that condensed the essence qi of the gods and demons. An infinitesimal wisp alone was unimaginably fearsome.

The god of lightning was ranked very highly among the numerous ancient gods of primal chaos. Their lightning arts were incomparable and unimaginable.

The silhouette of the god of lightning Zhuge Yan summoned had a wisp of the god of lightning’s divine might.

Even if this wisp was thinner than a strand of hair, it was enough to terrify Chen Fan.

Rumble!

The god of lightning grew larger and larger in the crowd’s eyes, swelling to more than a hundred feet tall. Its expression was blurry, its appearance unclear. However, it had an unimaginable majesty.

That was divine might!

Pressuring heaven and earth!

In the god of lightning’s hand was a lightning blade formed from boundless lightning energy. It slashed down at Chen Fan majestically, the infinite lightning poured down like a vast torrent.

A heaven-shocking sword condensed in Chen Fan’s left hand. Lotus Heart Sword Qi slashed out in an instant. Simultaneously, he executed the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture with his right hand. It seemed like a hidden dragon had emerged from a deep pool, transforming into a real divine dragon, rushing forth with a roar.

He had executed two heaven tier martial arts; consequently, his aura grew terrifying beyond imagination.

Boom!

The terrifying forces collided violently, stopping that lightning god’s attack. Using two heaven tier martial arts, Chen Fan took on the lightning god alone in battle.

Rumble!

The terrifying force swept out wildly. Space itself could no longer endure—it shattered.

Lightning tumbled in the air but failed to advance, blocked entirely. The silhouette of the lightning god flickered, its divine might boiling and surging, yet Chen Fan remained unfazed.

“Chen Fan, you will definitely die today!” Zhuge Yan’s voice was filled with a chilling intent, sending shivers down people’s spines. His expression was savage and twisted as he walked toward Chen Fan step by step. “Isn’t your physique strong? I will crush that very physique!”

The lightning god’s silhouette mirrored his every move, pressing down with increasing force.

“Crush me? With just you? I can simply drag you to death!” Chen Fan smiled faintly, not putting Zhuge Yan’s words to heart at all.

Zhuge Yan couldn’t sustain such a powerful technique indefinitely—if he could, he’d be invincible. But Chen Fan had no intention of ending things so easily. That would be far too boring.

If he was going to defeat Zhuge Yan, Chen Fan would do so at his peak, crushing his pride, confidence, and Dao.

Resplendent golden light covered Chen Fan. Slowly, a golden silhouette emerged behind him as if cast from pure gold, radiating the aura of an ancient overlord.

He fully unleashed his strength.

Zhuge Yan was strong and could fearlessly fight any eighth-level expert; unfortunately, his opponent was Chen Fan. Zhuge Yan took out a little purple pill the size of a melon seed, yet it brimmed with terrifying power.

“Lightning Source, he actually has a Lightning Source!” Huang Wuji immediately recognized the “pill.” It was an incomparably precious Lightning Source.

It was a rare treasure obtained only after lightning was refined countless times. The Lightning Source was beyond human means to create—taking thousands of years to form in the depths of vast lightning seas.

Rumors said that consuming a Lightning Source could give anyone a lightning body.

Zhuge Yan already had an innate lightning body, and he had cultivated peerless lightning arts, so the Lightning Source was a divine elixir for him.

Evidently, he had gone mad with determination, discarding all reservations Taking out the Lightning Source meant he was dead set on killing Chen Fan, leaving no room for reversal.

After Zhuge Yan consumed the Lightning Source, his surroundings turned into an ocean of lightning in a flash. Infinite lightning filled the area, densely packed, almost covering the entire heaven and earth.

Chen Fan’s surroundings were also covered in lightning. Infinite lightning lashed at Chen Fan like divine whips, emitting waves of green smoke.

The pill also seemingly nourished the lightning god’s silhouette, helping it grow thirty feet taller. Its divine might intensified, its form solidifying as it lunged straight at him.

The crowd could no longer see the situation inside, blinded by the infinite lightning.

“Is this your peak? Watch me shatter it!” Chen Fan’s icy voice rang out from within the ocean of lightning.

Boom, boom, boom!

Bursts of terrifying explosions swept out, accompanied by endless terrifying storms. Occasionally, they would sweep away those flashes of lightning, offering the crowd glimpses of the battle within.

Two monstrous figures clashed inside the electrified chaos.

Chen Fan radiated golden light as if he was cast from gold, looking incredibly domineering. He fought the lightning god’s silhouette bare-handed, undaunted and unyielding.

Clang!

A deafening sword unsheathing echoed, followed by an overwhelming sword intent so sharp it made the air itself feel like a blade poised to cut down the onlookers.

Boom, boom, boom!

Following bursts of deafening explosions, the entire ocean of lightning shook and boiled violently, as if an ancient battle god was bombarding the lightning ocean.

Rumble!

The entire heaven and earth shook and wavered. The lightning ocean couldn’t withstand such terrifying attacks, and rifts tore through it.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Although they did not know what Zhuge Yan had eaten just now, they knew it had to be far from ordinary, as it had turned into an ocean of lightning and caused the lightning god’s silhouette to become stronger.

Still, Chen Fan’s attack was about to destroy the lightning ocean. They could not even imagine exactly the attack’s strength.

Just as the crowd was in shock, a sound like cloth being torn apart echoed across the battlefield.

Rip!

Then, they witnessed a sight they would never forget.

That ocean of lightning was ripped apart like a fragile canvas. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

At its center, Chen Fan stood as if holding the very lifeline of heaven and earth in his grasp. He had seemingly turned into an ancient battle god, ripping the lightning god’s silhouette into two, with one half in each hand.

Then, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, he swallowed them.

The crowd was petrified.

Chen Fan had ripped the lightning god apart and devoured its divine might in the end.

The golden light around him intensified, growing even more dazzling.

The lightning god’s silhouette contained a hint of divine might. After devouring it, Chen Fan’s Hegemonic Golden Body broke through to level 28 in a flash.

That was not the end of it. The Heaven Seizing Furnace appeared behind Chen Fan, erupting with terrifying power. It swallowed the ocean of lightning in one breath, its divine flames refining it before disappearing into Chen Fan.

The ocean of lightning blotting out the sky instantly vanished as if it had never been there.

With the lightning god defeated and the ocean of lightning devoured, Zhuge Yan’s power collapsed like a receding tide. He spewed fresh blood.

Pfft!

Chen Fan appeared in front of Zhuge Yan like a gust of wind in an instant.

Swish!

Chen Fan stood there, his Heaven Piercing Spear crackling with lightning, the sharp tip pressed against Zhuge Yan’s glabella, seemingly capable of killing him at any moment.

“No!”

“You dare!”

No matter if it was the Prince Jing Mansion or the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s people, their faces changed drastically when they saw this scene. Their auras soared to the sky, shaking the stars.

Zhuge Yan lifted his gaze and looked at Chen Fan, who was very close to him, showing a look of horror on his face.

Chen Fan’s lips drew back into an incomparably bright smile, and he said, “Rest assured, you’re considered half a host no matter what. I won’t kill you!”

His words caused countless people’s hearts to tremble.

If Zhuge Yan hadn’t had the status of half a host, would he already be dead?