The broken saber saved Huang Tian’s life.
“So!”
Chen Fan looked up at the overlord who suppressed the eastern region of the Central Domain and said, “Who are you exactly? Huangdi? I don't think so…” Da Feng Novel Network
He had figured this out after talking with Kuang Di, Chu Lao Mo, and others.
He felt that Huangdi, at his level, wouldn't make a move easily.
Of course, it was just a guess.
The broken saber overlord glanced coldly at Chen Fan, not responding.
On the other side, Huang Tian’s physical body had already reformed.
His pale face held a trace of lingering fear.
“Boom.”
Suddenly… something happened that no one expected.
This scene was too sudden, so fast that no one could react.
That booming sound, along with the sight of a half-Emperor’s demise, shocked everyone.
Bai Zhi, the son of the White Emperor.
He had been watching the spectacle, and no one could have predicted his sudden fall.
Amidst the scattered blood rain, figures flickered in and out…
Overlord, Angler, Dream Monk, Ninth Sword Cultivator… more than a dozen powerhouses, in a combined sneak attack, killed Bai Zhi in one blow.
“Rumble.”
Heaven and earth shook.
The death of a half-Emperor was destined to be no ordinary event.
Blood rain poured down. In the endless blood rain in the sky, only two divine weapons floated.
Two identical divine weapons hovered aimlessly in mid-air.
“Hahaha.”
Overlord soared into the sky.
This one who had reached the pinnacle of strength was unparalleled in his dominance.
After killing Bai Zhi, he unleashed his divine fist, repelling the obstructors one by one.
His hand reached out for the two divine weapons.
“Presumptuous.”
Suddenly, a loud shout echoed.
The shout was like rolling thunder.
In the south, a fierce tiger roared…
“Boom—”
The Sky-Treading Tiger struck with a claw.
The sky collapsed, covering heaven and earth, encompassing those who had attacked Bai Zhi in one claw strike.
“Hahaha.”
Overlord’s laughter shook the heavens: “Bailong, you, a great demon powerhouse and a dignified Emperor-level expert, would actually be willing to submit to the White Emperor. I truly look down on you.”
This statement revealed the other party’s background.
“Pinnacle of Strength.”
Even facing an Emperor-level expert’s attack, Overlord refused to yield.
“Hum.”
He planted his feet on the ground, and a yellowish-brown aura emanated from his body.
With a single punch, he broke through heaven and earth, meeting the tiger claw head-on.
Overlord’s full-power punch crumbled inch by inch beneath the tiger claw.
With every inch that crumbled, Overlord sustained more injuries.
“With strength to move mountains and might to cover the world.”
Overlord, bathed in blood, stood tall like a demon king, straightening his body under the Emperor-level pressure.
“Break for me.”
Overlord’s eyes were wild.
His essence blood was burning, his soul… was also burning.
“Boom.”
He unleashed a peerless punch.
In the sky, the Emperor-level tiger claw exploded with a ‘bang’.
“Hahahaha.”
Overlord’s body also shattered.
The tiger claw that had shattered the world came at the cost of his own disintegration.
Flesh and blood dispersed into heaven and earth, drifting and scattering.
“Hahahaha.”
But Overlord’s laughter continued to echo.
His voice was everywhere.
“Kill.”
The Angler finally made his move.
He had stayed in Sword City for quite some time, yet Chen Fan had never seen him act.
Now, he finally did.
The Angler gently flicked the fishing rod in his hand.
“Chirp.”
The void was immediately torn apart.
A cutting sound.
Wind howled, carving a fine fissure in the void.
At the same time, the lantern hanging from the fishing line instantly grew larger.
It expanded like a world, enveloping the two divine weapons and drawing them back.
“One sword…”
The one who acted was the Ninth Sword Cultivator.
He also sought to contend for the two divine weapons that had flown from Bai Zhi’s eyes.
Yan Wushuang’s divine eyes were brilliant.
In his past, his path had been severed by the Heavenly Emperor, and he had been struck down again by Chen Fan in Sword City.
Yet, he had still made a move now.
His eyes no longer held the timidity of the past.
“Kill.”
Divine light split the sky.
It wasn’t just these three; more people surged into the battle for the divine weapons.
“Hum.”
Heaven and earth were filled with converging flesh and blood, and Overlord reappeared.
“Hahaha.”
He still laughed defiantly.
His physical body appeared somewhat weak and pale, yet he remained peerlessly dominant, charging into the fray with his unparalleled fists.
Those two divine weapons were the focal point of everyone’s struggle.
“Presumptuous.”
The Southern Overlord, Heavenly Emperor Bailong, no longer appeared in the form of sheer power.
He revealed his true form, a colossal white dragon whose body almost filled the entire expanse of heaven and earth.
His tiger form had merely been a disguise.
Now that everything was clear and the final moment had arrived, there was no need for further concealment.
“Rumble.”
The white dragon flipped, and the heavens and earth collapsed.
An immense pressure descended, pressing down on those contending for the divine weapons.
“You seek to snatch the Xuantiangong Blade? You court death.” Bailong revealed the names of the two divine weapons.
Divine weapons, true divine weapons.
In the past, the White Emperor had emerged from the Immortal Realm and, from an unknown source, acquired two divine weapons, the Xuantiangong Blades.
As for why he was snatching these two divine weapons, many did not understand.
“Why?”
Chen Fan harbored the same question.
Unfortunately, there was no one beside him to provide an answer.
Bailong attacked, intending to reclaim the divine weapons, but all the prodigies joined forces to resist him.
Bailong was indeed a Heavenly Emperor, but against the combined might of dozens of top prodigies, the two sides fought to a temporary stalemate.
Of course, the primary reason was that Bailong’s attention was largely occupied by the battlefield in the sky.
Two strands of world origin, he would never give them up.
“Prepare.”
Chen Fan spoke.
The individuals beside him: “???”
Prepare for what?
“Heh.”
Chen Fan grinned, looking at Burial Heaven: “The battle above will not conclude anytime soon. For now, let’s deal with one of them.”
Burial Heaven was foolish, not running at this time.
Truly seeking death.
In the sky was the battlefield of Heavenly Emperors; could one possibly snatch spoils of war from them?
Since he was so foolish and unwilling to flee, he would have to be killed first.
“Together?” Kuang Di looked at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan nodded: “Instant kill.”
Time was not meant to be wasted.
“Good.”
Of the four preparing to act, apart from Xi Qiu whose strength was currently unknown, Chu Lao Mo was slightly weaker than Burial Heaven.
As for Chen Fan’s Kuang Di, their strength surpassed that of their opponent.
With such strength, it would not be difficult to kill the opponent instantly.
…
“What’s going on?”
Burial Heaven stood at a distance, a group of followers gathered around him.
These were individuals who had chosen to follow him out of a love for freedom the moment he appeared.
“What is it?”
Someone beside Burial Heaven asked.
His sudden words were not immediately understood.
Burial Heaven frowned, not explaining further, but a strong sense of crisis inexplicably arose within him.
From where did this crisis originate?
His first instinct was to look at Chen Fan and the other three, who were observing the battle in the sky.
“No?”
Burial Heaven withdrew his gaze.
Then he looked again at the battle in the sky: “What exactly is happening?”
The sense of crisis in his heart grew stronger.
“Something’s wrong.”
A powerful expert’s perception of danger was incredibly keen: “Let’s go.”
Two strands of world origin, forget them.
The sense of crisis was too intense.