Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1566 - Demonic Swordsman

“These days, why do we see so many young experts of the sea tribes strutting around arrogantly. Does our human race not have anyone who can go against them?” A human expert sighed softly.

After the barrier around the herbal garden island was breached, it was fully exposed to the public. More and more people poured into the sealed land, and most of these young experts were from the sea tribes.

The human race and the sea tribes had propagated in the sea region for countless years. The feud between them was as deep as the sea itself. Conflicts flared endlessly; although the higher-ups tightly restrained the larger forces and prevented all-out war, their rivalry in private had never ceased for even a moment.

Within this vast land of treasure, the sealed land, experts of the sea tribes emerged in droves, suppressing the humans and leaving them disgruntled.

“Haaa, this can’t be helped. After all, this is a sea region, the territory of the sea tribes. This is their home field; it is only natural that our human race cannot match them here.”

“You’re right. It’s not that our human race is inferior to the sea tribe overall; it’s just here, in this watery domain. We prosper on land. Prides of heaven and experts are aplenty, and our immortal holy lands are like suns, illuminating the world. The sea tribes cannot compare to that.”

“Still... watching the sea tribes act so overbearingly, joining forces to besiege Qi Dong, really makes my blood boil.”

“Indeed. Our human race will have suffered a huge loss if Young Master Poison and Young Master Flame really manage to kill Qi Dong. A genius like him is bound to be another king in the future.”

“Hopefully, the news gets to Young Master Hai Long quickly, and he comes to help Qi Dong.”

“By the way, didn’t a dark horse appear among our human race recently? The Demonic Swordsman? He is also a human, though no one knows where he comes from. As for combat strength, he is said to be no weaker than Young Master Poison and the others.”

“The Demonic Swordsman is also an expert of the younger generation? I assumed he was some old monster who had been hiding for many years.”

“Of course not. I can say for sure that he’s definitely an expert of the younger generation and has cultivated for less than two centuries. His swordsmanship is excellent. I once saw him from afar, killing a sixth-level Immortal Platform realm effortlessly with a single strike.”

“Come on, let’s go, let’s go. We should go over and see for ourselves.”

As the crowd chatted noisily, they all started moving toward the east side of the market.

Within that crowd, a figure dressed in green slowly rose to his feet. A black sword rested on his back, making him stand out strikingly amidst the throng.

He weaved through the crowd, and soon disappeared. In the distance, only a faint streak of green remained on the horizon.

“That guy just now, is he that Demonic Swordsman? Green robes, a demonic sword on his back; that has to be him!”

A few people suddenly snapped out of their daze and realized it belatedly.

Green clothing and a demonic sword across their back. Were those not the exact traits that defined the Demonic Swordsman, the identity that belonged to Chen Fan? Many people recalled the rumors all at once.

“Ah, it’s indeed him! Such a great movement technique and speed. He’s indeed extraordinary. Luckily, we didn’t say anything bad about him, otherwise...”

The cultivator who had been talking about the Demonic Swordsman a moment ago felt a lingering sense of fear.

In the Chaotic Demon Sea, drawing blades over a minor disagreement was a daily occurrence. The stronger an expert was, the more easily such conflicts broke out. People like Young Master Poison and Shark Crown Prince were especially unbridled. They possessed not only formidable personal strength but also powerful factions behind them, giving them the confidence to act as they pleased.

In the sky, Chen Fan tore through the air like a demonic sword cutting through space, moving quickly.

Although he had little to no connections with Qi Dong, he got the demonic sword because Qi Dong held Young Master Poison back.

Now that Qi Dong was about to be besieged and slain by Young Master Poison and Young Master Flame, he couldn’t sit back and do nothing about it.

If for no other reason than that they were both human, Chen Fan could not stand by idly while the sea tribes butchered Qi Dong.

Soon, Chen Fan arrived at the east side of the market.

Because three young master-level figures were confronting each other here, the news had spread like wildfire, drawing the entire market's attention. Nearly everyone had already gathered, forming a dense crowd that looked like a human ocean.

At the center of the sea of people stood a group from Star Origin Sect, led by Qi Dong, surrounded by experts from the poison-flame giant crocodile tribe, jointly led by Young Master Poison and Young Master Flame, their gazes filled with hostility.

“Qi Dong, let’s see where you can run off to this time! No one in heaven or on earth can save you today! I haven’t had the flesh and blood of a young master in a very long time!” Young Master Poison stared at Qi Dong with a sinister gaze, his sinister tone sending chills down the spines of those listening and making their scalps tingle.

Facing this situation, Qi Dong showed no fear. His attitude was still firm, and his aura immensely powerful. “You little poisonous worm, whether I die or not depends on whether you can kill me!”

Young Master Flame’s expression was as lazy as ever, but his words were very sharp, forming a stark contrast with his usual temperament. “E Xiangtian, what’s the point in talking so much? Let’s strike together and slaughter him!”

“Alright, get him!” Young Master Poison nodded and gave the command. The experts under him charged toward the Star Origin Sect members, while he and Young Master Flame pincered Qi Dong from left and right, their powerful auras locked onto Qi Dong.

Indeed, they struck at the slightest disagreement.

The surrounding spectators erupted in an uproar the moment they saw the first moves.

“It’s starting!”

Boom, boom, boom!

The entire space erupted with intense fluctuations. Countless storms swept out, sending many people into shock and frantically retreating.

Young Master Poison and Young Master Flame coordinated with each other, striking ferociously. Their terrifying attacks kept sweeping toward Qi Dong.

A bronze chariot appeared underneath Qi Dong’s feet, erupting with a mighty aura, charging left and right like a great general leading an army.

However, Qi Dong on his own was only evenly matched with either Young Master Poison or Young Master Flame. Faced with both of them at once, he was quickly pushed into a disadvantage, suppressed from all sides, and constantly forced into perilous situations.

The crowd buzzed with noise; the human experts in particular were extremely anxious as they watched Qi Dong’s situation worsen by the moment.

“Not good, Qi Dong is in danger!”

“The sea tribes are too much, fighting two against one! Do they have no honor?”

“Hahaha, foolish humans, so what if we sea tribes bully you? If you have a problem with it, why do you not come and let me warm up on you?”

Young Master Poison seized an opening in Qi Dong’s moves, thrusting a crocodile-headed spear laced in venom violently toward Qi Dong’s head. “Qi Dong, today is the day you die!”

“Ah!” The nearby human experts cried out in fear at the sight.

Chla!

Suddenly, a terrifying streak of sword qi tore through space at a speed nearly indistinguishable by the naked eye, cutting straight toward Young Master Poison’s head.

Young Master Poison quickly took notice. All of his scales stood on end, clanging loudly. He twisted his body abruptly, redirecting the lethal spear strike meant for Qi Dong toward the incoming sword qi instead.

Bang!

With a deafening boom, the primeval qi exploded apart. A terrifying shockwave blasted out in all directions, and Young Master Poison was blown backward, tumbling through the air, his expression turning extremely unsightly.