Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1129 - Fighting Another Legend

“He’s here!”

Everyone knew that Jin Kun had come when they sensed the Legendary realm pressure.

He had come swiftly, as expected. With trouble brewing at the Jin Mansion, how could its patriarch not rush over immediately?

“He’s here. Jin Kun is here.”

“What terrifying pressure. So, this is a Legend. It feels like divine wrath.”

“They say everything below the Legendary realm is like ants. I get it now. They are called Legends because they have already reached the level of gods and strive to shape their own Legendary path."

“That Chen Fan kid is finished.”

Countless hearts trembled.

Flat on the ground like a dead dog, Jin Yaoyang felt the familiar pressure and broke into crazed laughter.

“Hahahaha, Father is here. My father is here. You’re done, bastard. Dead!”

Yes, his father had come.

His father was invincible. There was no other outcome. Chen Fan was doomed.

A tyrannical voice came from afar.

“Who dares to act presumptuously at our Jin Mansion!”

The sky split as a furious roar crashed down, shaking the heavens and tearing space like thunderclaps.

“Hoho, you’re finally here. In that case, Jin Yaoyang, you have fulfilled your purpose.” He looked at the still-laughing Jin Yaoyang and slammed a punch down like a falling star.

“No, how dare you? Father, save me!”

Seeing the terrifying fist force crashing down like a star, Jin Yaoyang was horrified. He could already hear the sound of a grim reaper walking toward him.

Jin Kun heard Jin Yaoyang’s desperate cry and bellowed, “Audacious!”

But he was still too far away; there was no saving Yaoyang now.

Following an earth-shaking rumble, the land shook fiercely.

Rumble!

Moments later, towering clouds of dust surged a thousand feet high. A massive crater opened in the earth, like a meteor had struck.

Jin Yaoyang, caught in the middle of it, had vaporized.

“Yaoyang!” Jin Kun’s enraged voice spread out, collapsing the very air around him into void.

His fury could scorch the skies.

His divine will locked firmly onto Chen Fan, carrying boundless killing intent. Even if Chen Fan fled to the ends of the world, he would pursue him without any care for consequences.

However, Chen Fan had no intention of running.

Swish, swish.

In a flash, Jin Kun flew over.

Looking at the crater on the ground, his divine will swept across the entire Jin Mansion.

Dead.

His son, Jin Yaoyang, had indeed died, without a corpse, without a soul.

“Ahhh!”

Jin Kun roared in agony. A terrifying storm swept out with him at the center, shaking heaven and earth. Countless people trembled and backed off continuously, afraid of getting caught in the aftermath.

This was now a battle of gods, and mortals had no place in it.

They didn’t want to lose their lives just because they wanted a show.

“Bastard! Beast! How dare you kill Yaoyang?! You deserve to die. You deserve a thousand deaths!”

Jin Kun stared fixedly at Chen Fan with bloodshot eyes. His fury distorted the very space around him. Laws crackled like lightning.

His presence was that of a volcano on the brink, ready to erupt and obliterate everything.

Rumble!

A massive hand formed, tearing through the sky. Without another word, it lunged toward Chen Fan, ready to crush him where he stood.

“Pay for my son’s life!”

Jin Kun was exceptionally furious. The full-force strike of a Lesser Legendary realm expert—how terrifying was it? One could glimpse its power as the sky split and the air collapsed in an instant.

The entire space distorted and crumbled under his attack.

The sweeping qi and violent wind overwhelmed the crowd, leaving them breathless with fear.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, and his gaze quickly sharpened.

Jin Kun was just as he had expected. He had mastered close to a hundred and thirty law threads, nearly twenty more than Chen Fan.

Twelve years ago, even with help from the Bodhi Ancient Tree, resisting Jin Kun would have been nearly impossible.

But now, things were different.

His combat strength had soared to a terrifying level in those twelve years. Facing the attack, he was not scared in the slightest.

This time, he would rely on his own power—not the Bodhi Tree’s—to battle a Lesser Legendary expert.

Chen Fan didn’t even consider dodging the attack. The light of law blossomed from him densely. An aura swept out, piercing the clouds. Clenching his fist, he struck with a force that shook the heavens.

“Break!”

Rumble!

The terrifying fist force collided with Jin Kun’s oncoming palm like a comet crashing into the moon, exploding violently. The explosion tore through the air, space trembled, and then collapsed in a wide radius.

Amid the shockwaves, Jin Kun’s astonished voice resounded.

“You little beast, I underestimated you. You’ve mastered a hundred and ten law threads, possessing combat strength in the Legendary realm!”

Countless people in the surroundings to suck in a breath of cold air.

“What? He has mastered a hundred and ten law threads? How is that possible?”

“So he wasn’t even using his full strength earlier... His combat power has already reached the Legendary realm.”

“No wonder Jin Taihua and Jin Zhongyue were like ants before him.”

“Terrifying. This child is too terrifying. Who exactly is he? Could he be the reincarnation of an immortal?”

Murmurs erupted. Countless people were overwhelmed with shock.

While most of them still struggled to grasp the laws, Chen Fan, a brat in the ninth-level Manifestation realm, had already mastered a hundred and ten law threads.

Before this, many had considered themselves monstrous talents. Now, all those so-called prodigies paled in comparison.

“So this is your trump card? Hmph, even so, you will have to die today. No one can save you, not even the gods. Thunderous Falling Moon Palm!”

Even though Chen Fan’s strength was beyond Jin Kun’s expectations, his confidence never wavered.

He was a genuine Lesser Legendary realm expert. His true primeval far surpassed Chen Fan’s, and he commanded more law threads.

By every metric, he was superior. No matter how monstrous Chen Fan was, there was no way he could overturn the heavens in Jin Kun’s hands.

With a thunderous roar, Jin Kun struck. An incomparably terrifying, thunderous, bloody moon struck down from the center of the palm.

Jin Kun’s primordial spirit could never unleash such a mighty attack.

This was Jin Kun’s main body, in full power. And this attack alone was more than ten times stronger than anything his primordial spirit had unleashed before.

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