Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 350 - A Race Against Time

Chen Fan said coldly, “We don’t have any other choice. You have to trust me. I cleared the seventh stage of the Nebulous Battle Palace and obtained a treasure to help me achieve a breakthrough.”

“What, you cleared the seventh stage! Heavens!”

Many people were slightly shocked upon hearing Chen Fan’s disclosure.

Qiu Beihai spoke up once more. “Alright, since you\'ve got a treasure, and Xin Wuming here has the highest cultivation among us, why not give him the treasure to aid his breakthrough? Wouldn’t that give us a better chance?”

“That’s right, Qiu Beihai has a point. Why don’t you give your treasure to Xin Wuming and help him advance?” Many people immediately concurred with his suggestion.

Xin Wuming also glanced over, looking expectant.

Chen Fan flipped his palm over. A jade altar appeared on it, and he said, “I\'d gladly offer it if it could help him advance to the Core Formation realm. However, this Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi can’t help him. It’s of no use to him.”

Chen Fan disregarded the consequences and unveiled the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi to everyone.

The Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi was a miraculous treasure for tempering the flesh. It could not increase a martial artist’s qi cultivation.

Chen Fan continued, “I practice a body cultivation technique and am just a step away from undergoing a metamorphosis. I’m confident in breaking through after consuming the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi. My physique would be strong enough to take on Core Formation realm experts then. Now, I need every one of you to buy me some time. Otherwise, we’ll all die here. It’s up to you to decide!”

“It is a Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi.”

“Too bad it’s not a treasure that can increase qi cultivation.”

No greedy eyes met the sight of the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi in Chen Fan\'s hand. After all, they were in a life-and-death crisis. It would be useless even if they snatched it, and death would still be the only outcome.

Disappointment flickered across Xin Wuming\'s face.

Qiu Beihai\'s chilly voice pierced the air once again. “Hmph, who\'s to say you don\'t have more treasures hidden away."

Chen Fan looked over. A trace of icy killing intent flashed in his eyes as he said, “I already told you. If I had a treasure that could boost cultivation, I would’ve brought it out. We all know what situation we’re in. Hiding them serves no purpose. After all, we all will be facing death if we don\'t fend off the blood demons. Whatever treasures we hold will be useless.”

Xin Wuming said firmly, “Alright! Since you’re confident, we\'ll buy you the time you need to break through!"

They were in a crisis right now. There was no point in dragging things out. It was better to trust Chen Fan.

“Alright, then. Since our fate seems sealed, we might as well fight to the end and place our trust in him."

“Fine. We have no path of retreat anyway. We might as well try everything we can and believe in him this one time.”

Many people immediately responded positively.

“Many thanks. Since that is the case, I shan’t waste more time.” A stern look flashed across Chen Fan’s eyes. He directly consumed the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi. He sat cross-legged behind the crowd and began refining the medicinal power of the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi.

Despite the lengthy narrative, in reality, all these events unfolded within a brief span.

On the other side, Xue Tianhe laughed coldly when he saw this scene. “Hoho, still thinking of fighting to the death? It’s futile. Today, you’re all destined to die. Next year, this time, your loved ones will be celebrating your death anniversary. Moreover, being buried within the Nebulous Mysterious Realm might not be such a bad fate for you."

“Make your moves, everyone. Ignite your primeval force or illusory core, whichever you can. Buy him as much time as possible to achieve his breakthrough. We\'re cornered, facing certain death if we don\'t give it our all. Fighting offers a slim chance of survival. Our cultivation might regress at worst, but we\'ll still draw breath. We can always rebuild our cultivation levels. Death, however, leaves no room for such possibilities."

A terrifying qi wave erupted from Xin Wuming as he ignited his illusory core.

“Hahahaha, alright, since even Xin Wuming has ignited his illusory core, what do we have to fear? Everyone, ignite your primeval force!” A tall and ferocious man laughed, then ignited his primeval force. His aura immediately surged, generating a fierce wind.

“Whatever, a man should die with honor. If we survive, then at least there’s still hope.”

“Primeval force, ignite!”

“Power of illusory core, ignite!”

According to their cultivation levels, the crowd immediately ignited their primeval force or illusory core. Their auras surged to the sky, stirring the winds and the clouds.

“A small team will deal with the blood demons. Everyone else, with me. We’ll deal with Xue Tianhe!” Xin Wuming shouted. Immediately, the crowd split into two groups.

“Hoho, that’s interesting, but it’s useless. In front of absolute strength, even sacrificing your lives will be useless,” Xue Tianhe said coldly when he saw Xin Wuming and everyone else fighting with their lives on the line.

Xin Wuming said, “Your words alone don’t decide the future. Get him!”

Boom, boom!

Another fierce battle began. The wind and clouds rolled, and the stars fell.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged behind the crowd, fiercely revolving the Myriad Elephants Divine Art as he refined the medicinal efficacy of the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi.

Boom!

A beam of blinding light fell in the skies above Chen Fan’s dantian.

A lingzhi swayed gently within it, surrounded by the illusory sight of nine blazing suns rising above it.

“Power of nine suns, refine!” Chen Fan shouted fiercely inside. The Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi blew up, transforming into nine masses of blazing suns that rushed into Chen Fan.

Immediately, flames spewed from Chen Fan\'s pores, accompanied by faint traces of blood mist.

Chi, chi!

Chen Fan felt as though he was engulfed in flames, undergoing intense tempering under the influence of the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi. Excruciating pain coursed through every nerve.

Amidst the searing sensation, a refreshing coolness permeated from the essence of the Nine Sun Divine Lingzhi.

In the midst of this refining and nourishing, Chen Fan\'s flesh underwent a rapid metamorphosis, emanating a palpable sense of power.

As minutes and seconds ticked by, Chen Fan\'s physique strengthened at an astonishing rate.

Meanwhile, Xin Wuming and the others’ battle against Xue Tianhe reached a climax.

Even though Xue Tianhe was invincible, facing Xin Wuming and the others—fueled by their ignited primeval force and illusory core—proved formidable. Though Xue Tianhe managed to suppress them, he couldn\'t swiftly defeat them.

Of course, some people were also killed by his onslaught.

Xue Tianhe punched, and Qiu Beihai was sent flying back, spewing blood. Unknowingly, Qiu Beihai\'s trajectory aimed directly toward Chen Fan\'s location.

Bang!

A sinister light flashed across Qiu Beihai’s eyes as he flew backward.

Just as he was three meters away from Chen Fan, Qiu Beihai suddenly made a move.

“Go to hell, little bastard!”