Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 541 - Ancient Monument Remnant Will

Moreover, that was true only for the current situation; the future was uncertain. Therefore, Chen Fan didn\'t take Luo Qian seriously, nor did he regard Aguda highly.

Although Aguda was a two-revolution Golden Core realm expert, first-rate among the geniuses here, Chen Fan didn\'t find this impressive.

Despite only being at the ninth level, his combat prowess was on par with a three-revolution Golden Core realm expert. Killing Aguda, a two-revolution expert, would be easy.

Chen Fan’s words stirred the hearts of many of the Flying Eagle Alliance members. They could distinguish right from wrong.

Aguda had tried to kill Chen Fan first and later provoked him. Clearly, reason was not on Aguda\'s side, especially after Luo Qian intervened.

So be it if he wanted to fight on his own; no one would say a word about it. However, repeatedly mentioning the alliance seemed like an attempt to drag them into the conflict.

Almost all of them had joined the alliance to find themselves a backer, a shield, that would save them from getting bullied by others in case conflict arose due to a treasure. They weren’t here to be lackeys, a private army, or cannon fodder for others.

After all, even the most ordinary member of the Flying Eagle Alliance was a super genius in other places. They were the focus of the crowd, the treasured child in the hearts of their sects’ seniors.

None of them were fools, either. There was no reason for them to work for others for nothing, or even act as cannon fodder for them.

Luo Qian noticed the unrest among the Flying Eagle Alliance members behind him, his expression becoming increasingly ugly. His gaze at Chen Fan was filled with unconcealed killing intent.

Chen Fan shot a cold glance at Luo Qian and turned to leave without lingering. If Luo Qian or Aguda dared to make a move, he would make them regret it deeply

However, he knew that his relationship with the Flying Eagle Alliance was now completely destroyed, though there hadn\'t been much of a relationship to begin with.

Luo Qian, contemplating something, didn\'t make a move until Chen Fan had completely disappeared. He let Chen Fan leave but maintained his intense, hostile killing intent.

Chen Fan did not regret breaking off relations with the Flying Eagle Alliance. He was used to working alone. Even while he was a part of the alliance, he ventured out by himself, so he felt calm and unbothered.

He headed towards the depths of the Hidden Dragon Island. Until now, he had only explored the outer areas, which was insignificant compared to the entire island.

He arrived at a forbidden area. Tall trees, growing for unknown years, covered the sky, each as tall as skyscrapers. As he explored further, he came across the ruins of buildings hidden in the forest.

“It\'s such a pity that some of the architectural relics have been destroyed. The blood calamity three thousand years ago turned the island into a mere historical remnant.”

The fact that the battle even affected the main part of the Hidden Dragon Island was a testament to its horrific nature. Its magnificent architecture had transformed into ruins, leaving nothing behind—no opportunities or legacies.

Chen Fan was not discouraged and ventured deeper. Compared to the outside world, primeval qi here was far more abundant, making it an excellent cultivation spot.

However, having been sealed off for three thousand years, the demonic beasts that survived the disaster had grown terrifyingly powerful from cultivating in such an environment. Even with Chen Fan’s cultivation, he had to move around carefully.

Occasionally, extremely terrifying demonic beasts would pass by, whether in the sky or on land. The wind produced by their movement could easily tear a Yuanfu realm martial artist to shreds.

These demonic beasts were all in the Nine Revolutions of the Golden Core realm, with strengths ranging from the four to five-revolution level. Chen Fan couldn\'t deal with them yet, so he had to conceal himself and avoid exposure.

Chen Fan soon saw a ruin site in the distance.

He walked over to take a look. Tall trees were obscuring the terrain of the surrounding area, so he could only vaguely make out that underneath the trees was an enormous plaza paved with white marble. A tiny bit of white color was exposed here and there, confirming Chen Fan’s guess.

A broken ancient monument was stuck diagonally in the ground.

This ancient monument was likely once enormous, standing over ten meters tall. Now, however, two-thirds of it was gone, leaving only a third, emanating a bleak and unadorned aura.

He noticed some blurry, tiny characters written in ancient seal script on the monument. These tiny characters were stained with dirt and had blackish-brown marks, likely dried blood.

Chen Fan reached out, wanting to dust off the dirt. As soon as he came into contact with the ancient monument, a powerful will suddenly rushed into Chen Fan’s mind.

An image immediately surfaced in his mind.

Rumble!

An enormous hand that covered the sky descended from above, shrouding the area. It crushed the space, pulverizing large swathes of buildings into nothingness. Many of the Hidden Dragon Island’s disciples died tragically under this hand.

Another enormous hand struck out, sweeping across space and colliding with the descending hand. It was like a major disaster; the sea water flowed backward, and the entire Hidden Dragon Island seemed on the verge of shattering.

A blurry silhouette appeared high in the sky, their aura distorting the space itself. Although their face was unclear, the immensity of their power was palpable.

The two terrifying silhouettes fought fiercely above the nine heavens, causing the sun and the moon to lose their lights. Their moves could pick the stars or seize the moon, destroying heaven and earth. Their terrifying auras swept across the heavens and lands.

The two were like emperors of the world, powerful beyond measure and extremely terrifying.

Rumble!

A rain of blood fell. Another terrifying enormous hand appeared and fell onto the Hidden Dragon Island, destroying many of its buildings. A massive army marched through the sky, forcing their way onto the island and causing more bloodshed.

The small golden person hiding in Chen Fan’s glabella suddenly shook. A supreme divine might erupted, abruptly halting the images in Chen Fan’s mind.

Chen Fan snapped back to his senses, a layer of cold sweat covering his back. The ancient monument before him had turned to ash and dissipated.

He sucked in a breath of cold air. His back was completely soaked in sweat.

There was probably the remnant will of a certain powerhouse of the Hidden Dragon Island left behind on the ancient monument. The instant he touched the monument, his consciousness was pulled into the remnant will.

If it wasn’t for the small golden person’s outburst wiping out this wisp of remnant will, Chen Fan would have continued sinking deeper until his true spirit was extinguished.