Between Chen Fan and Huang Tian.
No more preamble, they attacked directly.
"Boom."
The river of rules descended, crushing heaven and earth, as if a great era was pressing down.
"A mere trick."
Huang Tian's tone was full of disdain.
Yet his strike was incredibly grave.
The divine-light-shining gauntlets were flung out directly.
*Thump.*
The fist shattered the heavens and earth.
This was no ordinary fist, but one imbued with imperial might.
Myriad rules were torn apart.
The swords of rules were all shattered beneath the fist.
"Is that all?" Huang Tian sneered.
"..."
Chen Fan remained silent.
A hint of mockery crept into his smile.
"Buzz."
His figure vanished instantly.
Huang Tian's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurled his fist backward without hesitation.
"Clang."
This collision produced the sound of metal striking metal.
The next moment...
"Boom."
The Tian Cong Yun Sword erupted with boundless, radiant divine light.
In an instant, immense sharpness was unleashed.
*Puff.*
A splash of blood flew.
The gauntlet was torn asunder by the Tian Cong Yun Sword.
"Mmmph."
Huang Tian let out a muffled grunt.
His pupils narrowed as he retreated rapidly.
Leaving behind the gauntlet, cleaved open by the sword, at the spot.
Half of his palm had been severed by this sword strike, and Chen Fan was now refining it into essence blood with rules, then carelessly discarding it.
"Is that all?"
Chen Fan's response had arrived.
This was in reply to Huang Tian's earlier question.
The dismissive tone was identical to Huang Tian's inquiry.
"A divine weapon."
Huang Tian's expression grew serious.
But deep within his eyes, a trace of greed flickered.
A divine weapon.
If only I could obtain it...
"Kill."
Huang Tian could wait no longer.
He was impatient to seize the divine weapon.
This time, a nascent Imperial Palace appeared behind Huang Tian, its dense yellow light exuding an immense sense of weight.
The Five Heavenly Emperors, the Yellow Emperor governed earth.
His descendants mostly followed the path the Yellow Emperor had trod.
Huang Tian was no exception.
"Boom."
Boundless weight pressed down.
Chen Fan's physical body plummeted downwards with a 'bang'.
Gravity.
This Earth of Huang Tian was also the rule of gravity.
Simultaneously, Huang Tian struck.
The earth roared, splitting open into a colossal fissure, from which a monstrous earth dragon emerged.
"Roar."
The earth dragon bellowed, exhaling dragon breath.
The dragon breath solidified, trapping Chen Fan within.
"Shatter."
A single word echoed.
Within the thick earth domain, Chen Fan's physical body was crushed with a 'bang', exploding into a pulp of flesh.
"Nothing more than this."
The dismissive tone returned to Huang Tian's lips.
Within the domain, only a divine sword floated solitarily.
"It's mine."
Huang Tian was thrilled and hurried to seize the divine sword.
However...
As soon as he entered the domain, he sensed something was amiss.
"Where is the Heavenly Crown?" Huang Tian thought subconsciously.
The entire Immortal Realm knew that Yi Fu had bestowed his Heavenly Crown upon the next City Lord, Chen Fan, before he left.
But now, Chen Fan was dead.
The Tian Cong Yun Sword had become ownerless.
So... where was the Heavenly Crown?
He did not believe his attack could destroy the Heavenly Crown.
Let alone him, even his revered father could not so easily destroy a divine artifact.
At this moment, Huang Tian suddenly realized something and prepared to retreat.
"Heh."
The familiar laugh echoed from behind Huang Tian: "Too late to retreat now."
Huang Tian was terrified and shouted, "Thick Earth, suppress..."
He intended to control the thick earth domain to block Chen Fan.
As long as he could stall for a moment, it would be enough.
However...
"You think you're the only one who plays with gravity?"
As the voice rang out, the gravity within the thick earth domain suddenly surged.
This should have been a good thing for Huang Tian.
But when he found that a large portion of the thick earth domain was no longer under his control, he immediately panicked.
"Boom."
Gravity descended.
Chen Fan was now in the Half-Emperor realm.
No one knew how far he had progressed in the Half-Emperor realm.
Even Chen Fan himself did not know.
He had been plucking wool from behind the stone walls of the river of rules for the past few days, to the point where he himself was confused.
He was definitely strong.
But how much stronger, no one knew.
And Huang Tian was the first to experience it.
"Crack crack crack."
Dense cracks appeared on his physical body.
"Impossible."
Huang Tian was horrified.
This was even with him still being able to control a portion of the thick earth domain.
If he couldn't control it, wouldn't he be crushed to death like Chen Fan?
Moreover... this thick earth domain contained a trace of his father's power.
The might of a Heavenly Emperor had a natural suppressive effect on those below the Emperor realm.
"Die."
The emotions flashing through Huang Tian's mind could not deter Chen Fan's killing intent.
The Tian Cong Yun Sword descended in an instant.
*Puff.*
A bloodline spread downwards from Huang Tian's brow.
His physical body and soul were severed by a single sword strike.
"Ah..."
The excruciating pain caused Huang Tian to emit a piercing wail and scream.
It hurt so much.
He had lived a smooth life since he was a child, never experiencing such agony.
As an imperial son, even if he was not in his peak Half-Emperor state, with the blessing of a trace of his father's power, he believed... as long as he didn't encounter an imperial son of the same level, he could fight across realms.
The scene before him was a harsh blow.
"Heh."
The scoff from the other side further fueled his boundless humiliation: "Is this the strength you're so proud of? Nothing more..."
*Bang.*
As the words fell, Huang Tian's two halves of flesh and soul exploded.
Flesh and blood churned, as if wanting to reform.
However...
"Shatter."
The gravity domain pressed down.
Within the domain, Huang Tian's flesh and soul were continuously crushed.
He wanted to regenerate from a drop of blood, but that required time.
And Chen Fan gave him no time.
This scene truly shocked everyone.
"Impressive."
Bai Zhi, an imperial son from the White Imperial Palace, exclaimed.
He marveled at Chen Fan's strength.
On that day, he had contacted the people of Burial Mountain, only to have Chen Fan disrupt it.
At that time, he had not paid any attention to this small figure who had risen from the Wasteland.
But it was different now.
He understood Huang Tian's power better than Chen Fan did.
He and Huang Tian were merely six of one and half a dozen of the other.
Since Chen Fan could kill Huang Tian, he could kill him.
For a moment, Bai Zhi looked at Chen Fan with profound seriousness.
The same seriousness appeared in the eyes of the other three imperial sons.
A dark horse had galloped into everyone's sight.
"Rumble."
Huang Tian's flesh and blood continued to be ground and refined.
More than half of it had already disappeared.
In another half a minute, Huang Tian would be completely annihilated.
"Clang."
Suddenly...
In the sky, a broken saber descended, cleaving through the air.
The saber light was like the first dawn in heaven and earth, cutting through chaos and opening up the world.
With a single saber strike, the gravity domain was easily sliced open as if it were tofu.
"Whoosh."
Chen Fan vanished from his original position.
In his hand, the gravity bead disappeared.
And in Chen Fan's place, Huang Tian's physical body finally had a chance to regenerate.
Flesh and blood writhed, and Huang Tian returned.
But Chen Fan's attention was no longer on him; instead, he looked at the one who had struck, a smile on his face: "Finally couldn't hold back?"