Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1571 - Going Straight to the Third Level

Chen Fan felt the environment change as soon as he entered the Demon Suppression Tower. He now stood amidst a chain of lofty mountains that seemed strangely familiar. His heart suddenly trembled. Wasn’t this the Spring Autumn Sect?

His cultivation path had begun here. Here, he had come across a heaven-defying encounter that changed his fate. No matter how many years passed, he could never forget it; he recognized it almost instantly.

Then, some familiar figures gradually appeared before his eyes. His father, mother, Qin Yao, Xuan Shitong, and others. Those beloved silhouettes flickered past his eyes one by one.

“Hmph!” Chen Fan snorted coldly. Law power swept out of him like the vast ocean in an instant, and everything before his eyes shattered like a mirror.

This was an illusion.

After breaking through the illusion, the scenery before his eyes changed again. He discovered that he was now inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

His back was slightly drenched in cold sweat. His state of mind had long since been tempered to be as firm as stone, such that ordinary environments could no longer sway him. On top of that, the Bodhi Ancient Tree guarded his mind constantly.

Even when locked in battles where life and death hung by a thread, his heart remained steady and unshaken, calm and composed.

Yet, he had been taken off guard, his memories stirred without warning. Had he not realized the truth in time, he might have sunk ever deeper into the illusion, with unimaginable consequences.

Moments after Chen Fan opened his eyes, he saw dozens of large illusory demons pouncing at him with eerie laughter.

These illusory demons were pitch-black, with scarlet eyes that looked ravenously hungry.

One of them cried in horror, “Impossible! How could he break free from the environment we crafted together so quickly?”

In the Hell Demon Realm, illusory demons had always belonged to a lowly branch of the demon race. Their only true gift lay in weaving illusions.

According to legends, the illusions conjured by the demon god of the illusory demon clan could envelop an entire world, driving all living beings within to slaughter one another. Although they were weak, their illusions were utterly terrifying, killing their prey without the victim even realizing they had fallen into a dream.

“Using such petty tricks against me? You’re too green.” Chen Fan smiled coldly. These illusory demons were simply not qualified to deal with him. Even though they had joined forces to construct this environment, his will and state of mind were not something a mere illusion could shake.

The illusory demons’ greatest power was their ability to create illusions. Once their illusion was broken, they were no different from pigs or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

“Brat, don’t be so arrogant. So what if you broke through our illusion? For a mere fourth-level Immortal Platform realm like you, we don’t even need an illusion to ki—”

The sixth-level Immortal Platform realm illusory demon never finished its sentence. A streak of sword light tore across the air at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, slicing cleanly.

In an instant, the illusory demon was completely annihilated in body and soul.

“What?”

“How could he be so powerful, killing Huan Xi in one stroke?”

The other illusory demons were terrified, their faces losing all color in horror.

Although Huan Xi wasn’t the strongest among them, he was still in their upper-middle echelon. Yet, this human had cut it down in a single blow before it could even react, sending chills through their hearts.

“Hmph, you can all go to hell!”

Chen Fan stepped forward, charging into their midst and unleashing a massacre.

Although there was an eighth-level Immortal Platform realm among them, their combat strengths were simply too low and were no match for Chen Fan. He directly slaughtered them, making them cry for their parents.

“Quickly run! He’s not human!”

“How could he be this powerful? He’s definitely not in the fourth-level Immortal Platform realm!”

The other illusory demons in the vicinity were scared out of their minds and didn’t dare to come closer.

To them, this person was even more terrifying than the entire group that had passed through earlier.

Those intruders had been strong, too, but at least they felt human. This youth, however, was more demonic than literal demons; their illusion had absolutely no effect on him.

Sealed inside the Demon Suppression Tower for countless years, they didn’t know how many generations removed they were from the original demons imprisoned here. However, they were no fools and could tell that this person was a peerless killing star.

Chen Fan also didn’t dwell on them further. Although these illusory demons weren’t strong, there was simply no end to them. Who knew how long it would take to kill every last one on this level?

The Demon Suppression Tower didn’t seem very large from the outside, but the inside was an entirely different world, just like the saying that a mustard seed could contain the cosmos.

Every level was like an independent microcosm. There was no telling how many illusory demons were suppressed here.

Moreover, he was already lagging behind the others. He didn’t wish to waste any more time here.

With the demonic sword in hand, Chen Fan swiftly passed through the first level guarded by countless illusory demons. Wherever he passed, the illusory demons blocking ahead would quickly open up a path for him, hoping that he’d leave as soon as possible.

Chen Fan entered the second level without a hitch.

As soon as he arrived at the second level, he sensed an astonishing stream of qi tearing through space, blasting straight at him.

Calm and collected, Chen Fan raised his hand and blocked the stream of qi.

Bang!

A dull noise rang out. Chen Fan lifted his gaze and saw the sky packed densely with demons, clustered together, each one radiating a black-yellow sheen as they glared down at him with open hostility.

These demons were heavily muscled, their bodies gleaming with a metallic luster. Each stood over ten meters tall, resembling walking war machines.

When these black-yellow demons saw Chen Fan, they immediately lunged at him. The entire level was filled with their strange, ear-piercing cries.

Chen Fan’s gaze turned sharp, and he slashed out horizontally at once.

Clang!

The razor-sharp sword qi struck the foremost demon, ringing out with a sound like colliding steel and sending a spray of sparks flying.

Chen Fan furrowed his brow.

Although it was only a casual slash from him, he had used thirty to forty percent of his strength. While it may not seem like much, given how powerful his Hegemonic Golden Body was, that slash could have split a huge mountain into two.

Even so, that strike only managed to push the demon back. This alone showed just how terrifyingly tough this demon race’s physique was; it far exceeded Chen Fan’s initial estimation.

Of course, they still couldn’t pose a threat to him.

With every ten percent increase in his strength, the resulting destructive power did not simply rise by ten percent; it multiplied several times over, surging exponentially.

However, these demons were much stronger than the illusory demons on the first level. Chen Fan needed to take them seriously.