Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 660 - Surrounded

“What?” Xiao Zhen and Qiu Yuexin were shocked and said, “We’ve already reached the fifth-level Divine Nascent realm and are close to the sixth. We could offer some help if we go with you.”

They weren’t foolish—both knew what awaited outside.

Chen Fan shook his head and said, “Your current strength is not enough. I’ll likely face opponents at the seventh or eighth-level Divine Nascent realm. You won’t be able to help me much if you come along. No more arguments. I’ve made my decision.”

Although Xiao Zhen and Qiu Yuexin’s strengths had improved drastically compared to when they had just entered the microcosm, it was still not at a level where they could offer help.

Chen Fan understood that well.

If they left with him, not only would they be unable to provide support, but they would also become a liability.

If he left alone, he wouldn’t have to worry about protecting anyone and could escape more easily if necessary.

Chen Fan handed them each a Sky Dragon Token taken from the Third Dragon Lord. It would allow them to leave whenever they wanted.

“No need to worry about me. I’ll see you both at the True Martial Academy.” Chen Fan immediately opened a portal and left the Sky Dragon Divine Stronghold’s microcosm.

“Chen Fan, it’s Chen Fan!”

As soon as he appeared outside, the scouts from various major forces, hiding, recognized him.

Chen Fan’s portrait had already spread across all the major forces. A heaven-tier martial art was enough to drive any faction into madness.

Stories of Chen Fan’s actions, along with his acquisition of the heaven-tier technique, had already reached the ears of these powerful forces and spread along the Ancient Trial Road. Now, every eye was fixed on him.

“It’s indeed him. Quickly send a report. This little bastard is dead for sure today!” said a Dragon God Army scout in a hurry.

Killing the Third Dragon Lord of the Dragon God Army was akin to signing your own death warrant—it was madness.

“Chen Fan is really a fool. Unless he hides for the rest of his life, there is no escaping from us. Does he really believe being absent for three months would protect him? Ridiculous!” said a Dragon God Army member coldly.

“He’s out, that little bastard is out. Quickly notify the Fifth Young Master and the Sixth Young Master,” barked a Heaven Supervisory Bureau scout, launching a talisman toward the sky.

Talisman after talisman darted across the sky, carrying urgent messages.

After three months of silence, Chen Fan had reappeared.

“So many people have actually set their eyes on me. Tsk tsk, it seems a bloody battle is inevitable. Let’s see who comes out to play.”

As talismans zipped through the air, Chen Fan didn’t bother stopping them. It was useless now. From the moment he left the microcosm, a bloody showdown was inevitable.

The temptation of a heaven-tier martial art was the same as an elixir promising eternal life. Countless people would move at the news.

All of this was within Chen Fan’s expectations, so he wasn’t surprised.

An angry roar came from the sky.

“Chen Fan, meet your death!”

Dozens of streaks of light immediately flew across the sky, seemingly wanting to tear the sky apart. A terrifying aura filled heaven and earth, suffocating the spectators.

A formidable group of martial artists hovered in the air, their numbers in the dozens. Their auras erupted without restraint.

The auras of the people leading the group could stir the primeval qi of heaven and earth with the simplest of movements. They were all terrifying experts in the seventh-level Divine Nascent realm.

At the center of this gathering stood a man clad in long, golden robes. He appeared to be in his late twenties, his god-like features exuding authority. His aura was the most terrifying of all, spreading across the skies like a storm.

Chen Fan recognized him immediately—this had to be one of the Dragon Lords from the Dragon God Army, judging by his resemblance to the Third Dragon Lord.

The Dragon God Army, founded by the three dragon lords, consisted of three brothers, each born with the bloodline of a true dragon.

From the murmurs of the nearby crowd, Chen Fan learned that this golden-robed youth was the Second Dragon Lord.

Behind the Second Dragon Lord stood an elite force with fierce auras. Each one had at least reached the third level of the Divine Nascent realm. These warriors were the chosen ones, the finest from their respective domains, leaders in their own right—true kings among men.

This underscored the true might of the Dragon God Army’s foundations.

Chen Fan looked over. The Dragon God Army’s insignia could be seen on all these people.

With so many experts here, it was clear the Dragon God Army had mobilized nearly all their forces within the Great Qin Empire to deal with Chen Fan.

"They’ve brought out the heavy hitters,” someone in the crowd murmured. “The Dragon God Army’s moving like this? They could wipe out every major power in Black Flame City with ease. They really want to wipe this Chen Fan off the face of the earth, don’t they?"

“Can you blame them? Chen Fan killed his brother. He’s ignited the Dragon God Army\'s wrath like never before. Their leaders are seething. It’s actually surprising the First Dragon Lord himself didn’t come.”

“Tsk tsk, even if the First Dragon Lord didn’t come, with the Second Dragon Lord leading this group, they’re more than enough to bury Chen Fan.”

“My goodness, the Second Dragon Lord should be in the eighth-level Divine Nascent realm, right? I wonder how terrifying the First Dragon Lord’s cultivation is?”

The Second Dragon Lord looked at Chen Fan icily from above, his face cold and his gaze freezing, as if he was about to turn into a sharp sword and cut down Chen Fan.

“So, you are Chen Fan!”

“That’s right.” Chen Fan nodded.

“My third brother died at your hands?” The Second Dragon Lord’s voice grew darker, his tone dripping with malice. Though phrased as a question, he already knew the answer.

“That’s right,” admitted Chen Fan, unbothered.

After all, many had seen him kill the Third Dragon Lord, so denial was pointless.

“Very well. What guts you ate to make you dare kill my third brother!”

The Second Dragon Lord emotionlessly looked at Chen Fan coldly as if he were looking at a corpse.

“Grow wings and run away. You might just survive then,” said the Second Dragon Lord, his tone seemingly magnanimous, though it dripped with indifference.

The death of the Third Dragon Lord was a catastrophe of such magnitude that it shook the very foundations of the Dragon God Army.

Had the First Dragon Lord not left the Great Qin Empire—or perhaps the Gen Road entirely—he would have personally come to avenge his fallen brother.

In his eyes, Chen Fan was already a dead man. His demise was inevitable; it was simply a matter of when.

Suddenly, another voice bellowed from the skies, echoing through the heavens.

“Chen Fan, hand over the heaven-tier martial art and submit to the Heaven Supervisory Bureau. We can guarantee your life!”

Another wave of light surged across the sky as a second group of martial artists appeared, their fierce auras rippling through the air.

Their identity was unmistakable: the Heaven Supervisory Bureau.

Dozens of them descended, clad in their signature uniforms, their presence nearly as overwhelming as the Dragon God Army.

Leading them were several sixth- and seventh-level Divine Nascent realm experts, their eyes sharp with killing intent.

But the true monsters were the two figures standing at the forefront—each emanating the unmistakable, suffocating aura of the early eighth-level Divine Nascent realm.

Although it wasn’t comparable to the Second Dragon Lord, their might was nothing to scoff at.

These two were the Heaven Supervisory Bureau’s Sixth Young Master and Fifth Young Master.

The fact that both of them were dispatched showed just how much importance the Heaven Supervisory Bureau placed on Chen Fan.

“Chen Fan, hand over everything you’ve obtained in the ruins and submit to our Heaven Supervisory Bureau, and you shall get to live,” repeated the Sixth Young Master coldly.

Chen Fan was completely trapped like a turtle in a jar.

“Heavens, I didn’t expect the Heaven Supervisory Bureau to dispatch them. They’re both in the eighth-level Divine Nascent realm. Their cultivation isn’t stable because they advanced recently, but they are still so terrifying.”

“The Heaven Supervisory Bureau has also sent so many people here. Could it be that the Sixth Young Master and the Fifth Young Master pulled all the core members of the Heaven Supervisory Bureau in Black Flame City and the nearby cities here?”

“The forces of the Dragon God Army and the Heaven Supervisory Bureau. Tsk tsk, I’m afraid Chen Fan is really in deep trouble this time.”