Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1573 - Demon General’s Offer

They would die of shame if they compared their speed to Chen Fan’s.

They all had to work together to kill a single demon in a few breaths. Once they fell behind the main group, they were utterly left in the dust, with no hope of ever catching up.

They were only at the low-level Immortal Platform realm, putting them in the middle of the hierarchy. Dealing with this endless tide of demons was already exhausting; as for confronting the demons on the third floor, let alone those above the third, that was simply unimaginable.

So when they saw Chen Fan charging forward without the slightest sign of slowing, their eyes lit up all at once.

Chen Fan could lead the charge, and they could support from the sides. Like that, they could quickly charge through the demons’ blockade and reach the third level, catching up to the rest.

Moreover, they weren’t that far behind the main force anyway; catching up wasn’t impossible.

They were like an arrow, lacking a sharp arrowhead, and Chen Fan was the perfect person to fill that spot. However, an arrowhead alone is not enough; only with a proper shaft can an arrow fly straight and far.

An expert of the sea tribe hurriedly shouted, “Chen Fan, bring us with you. We can help you!”

Yet Chen Fan did not so much as twitch an ear; he strode past them at close range, ignoring their desperate cries. He did hear them; it’s just that he had no intention of responding.

They were sea-tribe cultivators, and from their aura and bearing, Chen Fan could tell they were close to figures like the Shark Crown Prince and Young Master Poison. It was already merciful that he did not slaughter them on the spot, yet they still wanted him to escort them forward. Delusional!

Without wasting a heartbeat, Chen Fan continued on, heading straight for the passage to the third level that now lay just ahead.

Noticing Chen Fan not even sparing them a glance as he walked past them, they immediately grew enraged to the point of smoking from their orifices.

“Chen Fan, you...”

Not a single one of them had truly considered the possibility that Chen Fan might refuse. In their minds, they still held onto a shred of pride, believing they were not begging him for help but rather proposing a mutually beneficial arrangement.

With their help, Chen Fan could catch up to the main force quickly. Otherwise, his speed would inevitably drop; by the time he caught up on his own, they believed the opportunities would have already slipped away.

Consequently, they had expected Chen Fan to agree to their proposal immediately. To their surprise, he didn’t even glance in their general direction, showing zero intention of bringing them with him. This was simply a loud slap to their faces.

The sea tribe experts cursed out loud, feeling a sense of dread.

They were not freaks like Chen Fan, possessing an absurdly deep foundation. Facing the encirclement of the endless demons, they couldn’t just slaughter their opponents like Chen Fan.

They could survive so far because the main group ahead had already carved through a massive wave of demons for them; when Chen Fan arrived afterward, he drew away most of the demonic firepower, giving them space to breathe.

Now that he was about to enter the third level, he was basically dropping them in the deep end of hell. After all, after losing their main target, the demons would redirect their anger toward the sea-tribe experts. And that would be their end.

Naturally, whether these people lived or died was of no concern to Chen Fan.

Just as he was about to reach the entrance to the third level, a deep roar rumbled powerfully from afar. Every note of the roar slammed into his chest like heavy blows.

This did not seem like much, but Chen Fan knew that some powerful experts could kill simply by walking. The unique rhythm of their steps could disrupt a person’s heartbeat: one step could make an enemy cough up blood, another could leave them heavily injured.

This was technique taken to its pinnacle, where even the smallest movement, executed with precision, could inflict severe damage. Although Chen Fan’s heartbeat was disrupted for a moment, that was the extent of it.

“You’ve finally decided to show yourself? I thought you would hide forever.” Chen Fan smiled coldly. He already knew the attacker: the demon general commanding the demon army, the existence he had been unable to find earlier.

Now that Chen Fan was about to enter the third level, the demon general couldn’t sit still any longer, as this was its last chance to stop Chen Fan.

The sea tribe experts felt an oppressive pressure descend upon them, one that dwarfed the killing intent of all the surrounding demons combined. They all had a wealth of experience, so they all quickly realized the level of the demon general.

The general hadn’t tried to stop the main force because there were young master-level figures like Shark Crown Prince and Young Master Hai Long around. If it showed itself, the demon general would certainly face death.

Now, however, only these scattered stragglers remained; with no expert among them that could threaten it, the demon general naturally chose to appear.

In an instant, the sea tribe experts’ complexions turned ghastly white. They were well aware that they would be next if the demon general killed Chen Fan. After all, the general wouldn’t simply forget about them after killing him.

While they were still trapped in these grim thoughts, a tall, demonic silhouette finally emerged high in the sky.

The demon general had a pair of flesh wings on its back, and it was covered in yellowish-black scales. Its aura was incredibly terrifying and powerful.

When the general revealed itself, it emanated a terrifying aura as it stared coldly at Chen Fan like a grim reaper from hell.

“You’re outstanding.” Those were the first words that left the demon general’s mouth.

“Years I have spent here. Suppressed. You people are the first to barge in, and you are the most outstanding of them. Your physique and vitality are exceptionally powerful, tempting even me. Now, I will give you a choice. If you submit to me, you will become my general. An existence second only to me, and above all others.”

The sea tribe experts were dumbfounded.

Who exactly was Chen Fan that, even after slaughtering so many demons, he was not met with immediate hostility but with such favor; the demon general actually wanted to accept him as its foremost general.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan, wondering what choice he would make.

Chen Fan smiled. He looked at the demon general, his smile carrying a hint of mockery.

For the sea tribe experts, the demon general was absolutely powerful, a nightmarish existence. In front of Chen Fan, however, it fell far short of that image.

“You should’ve stayed hidden. I might not have hunted you down then. But to actually jump out on your own and even think to recruit me... With what? Your measly sixth-level Immortal Platform realm cultivation? I truly wonder where you found such courage.”

Anger rose within the demon general. “Human, I only had the desire to take you in because I can see that you’re a talent worth nurturing. You’d better be grateful!”

Chen Fan shook his head, then struck at lightning speed, grabbing toward the demon general.

“Die.”

Chen Fan had no interest in wasting time on pointless words. A Hand of Demon covered the heavens, sweeping out with boundless, crushing power; the demon general’s expression changed drastically in horror. Its demonic qi roared and churned around it, yet it could not resist. In the blink of an eye, he crushed the demon general to death across space.

After he was done, Chen Fan stepped forward under the stunned gazes of the sea tribe experts and went through the entrance to the third level.