Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1615 - Astonishing Seal

“Fine talismans. I’ll gratefully accept the Immortal King’s law aura contained within as compensation for your provocation. But don’t misunderstand. You’re still kneeling here for three days and three nights. I’d like to see who dares come rescue you.”

Suddenly, Chen Fan unleashed a Royal Path Divine Fist’s seal, shrouding Nangong Xian in the middle like a bell with a hum.

Nangong Xian couldn’t endure it any longer. He couldn’t move an inch, held firmly in place, kneeling on the ground.

Chen Fan had used the power of the Royal Path Divine Fist to form a qi barrier around Nangong Xian, forcing him to kneel. He truly intended to make him kneel for three days and nights.

Although Nangong Xian could not rise, his mouth was still free.

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!” he screamed hoarsely, cursing nonstop.

Chen Fan ignored him and turned around to return to his cavern.

“Little Junior Brother, won’t this provoke the entire Hua Alliance?” Huang Wuji said worriedly.

Now that he was also an inner sect disciple and in the fifth-level Immortal Platform realm, Huang Wuji understood far better than before just how terrifying the Hua Alliance’s backing was.

“No worries. If they want to come, let them come. Unless an Immortal King steps in, who can do a thing to me?” Chen Fan said domineeringly.

Whoa!

As soon as Chen Fan left, the nearby crowd erupted into chaos.

Countless gazes locked onto Nangong Xian kneeling on the ground, and the murmurs surged like a tidal wave. Shock was written on every face.

No one could have predicted this outcome. Nangong Xian had arrived overwhelmingly, intending to drag Chen Fan back to the Hua Alliance. Instead, he had been suppressed on the spot and forced to kneel in public.

A seventh-level Immortal Platform realm was reduced to this.

“My god, how is this possible? Nangong Xian was actually forced to kneel on the ground by Chen Fan instead. This... is unbelievable.”

“He’s clearly only at the peak of the fifth level. How could he possibly suppress Nangong Xian? This can’t be real!”

“He’s truly bold! His actions are a challenge to the Hua Alliance’s prestige. This is a blatant slap to their face and a provocation. The aftermath won’t be easy to handle, I’m afraid. The Hua Alliance will definitely not let this matter go.”

“Perhaps the Hua Alliance’s people are already on their way here.”

“Too ruthless. Too domineering. Three days and three nights of kneeling... this is pure lawlessness.”

“Did you see the fight clearly? Nangong Xian even used Half-Step Immortal King Talismans, yet Chen Fan seized them effortlessly. That means his strength is already on par with an eighth-level Immortal Platform expert. The Heavenly Punishment Hall will definitely protect someone like him.”

“Of course they will. A disciple like that is a treasure.”

“The Hua Alliance definitely won’t let this matter rest. Don’t forget that Hua Yunxiao is the Demon Suppression Elder’s personal disciple. The Demon Suppression lineage isn’t any inferior to the Heavenly Punishment lineage.”

“Nangong Xian is also a prodigy. He cultivated his sage art to the peak, but he met his match here and was forced to kneel. He’s lost all face here. The Hua Alliance will look down on him, and his clan won’t see him the same way again.”

The crowd watched as Nangong Xuan knelt in humiliation, feeling a chill run down their spines.

This felt even worse than killing Nangong Xian outright.

The Featherlight Sect had countless disciples, many of them inner sect disciples with considerable backgrounds. A vast number of them had gathered here, watching Nangong Xian kneel helplessly, roaring in fury yet unable to move even an inch.

Nangong Xian’s face was flushed red. Fresh blood rose from his seven orifices and turned into mist.

Even though he was suppressed, he could still think clearly and see his surroundings. Chen Fan seemed to be humiliating him deliberately, not sealing his senses, so he could see the crowd watching him.

It took Nangong Xian a moment to understand what he was feeling.

Humiliation!

Utter humiliation!

A great seventh-level Immortal Platform realm expert like him was sealed by someone with restraining arts and forced to kneel in front of everyone. Who could endure such humiliation?

This was more unbearable than death. Worse than having his bones shattered and his soul extinguished.

No one could endure such humiliation, especially an Immortal of considerable status.

“Nangong Xian is ruined now. His reputation is forever stained, impossible to restore. Haaa, no matter how high his achievements are in the future, this stain will remain.”

“No joke. The shadow of failure will forever remain in his heart. It’s over for him even if he is freed and returns. His spirit will be all gone. What achievements can he still have?”

“After this, he’ll face contempt from both the Hua Alliance and the Nangong Clan. There’s no coming back.”

The commotion quickly drew many people. This place had turned into a spectacle impossible to ignore.

“Stop talking. Look. A Hua Alliance expert has arrived. It seems he’s going to undo the restraining art and free Nangong Xian.”

“So soon? Must be someone stationed nearby.”

Before the murmurs could die down, an overwhelming wave of killing intent surged from the distance.

About a dozen Immortals clad in white approached. Seeing Nangong Xian kneeling in front of Chen Fan’s cavern, their expressions suddenly changed, becoming cold as frost.

“Damn it!” roared the leading man, stirring the winds and clouds. The sound of battle cries and charging cavalry echoed through the void as he suddenly sped up, arriving in front of the kneeling Nangong Xian.

“Chen Fan, get the hell out of here!” The leading man’s furious roar reverberated, shaking the surroundings.

Chen Fan didn’t show himself. His indifferent voice rang out from the cavern, “We’ll talk after you break my seal.”

“Damn it!” cursed the man angrily. Killing intent flickered wildly in his eyes. “How dare you humiliate our Hua Alliance like this! You truly deserve a thousand deaths! Break for me!”

He channeled his divine art furiously. The silhouette of a magnificent army and a primordial ancient warrior god appeared behind him. All of it condensed in his palm as he reached toward Nangong Xian to break Chen Fan’s seal and free him.

No matter the cost, Nangong Xian could not remain kneeling. This was a slap in the face of the Hua Alliance.

“Ah, that is Chu Tianyang, a great expert of the Hua Alliance in the eighth-level Immortal Platform realm. He practiced the Supreme Divine Fist. One strike can suppress more than ten experts of the same level!”

“A fierce battle between a dragon and a tiger is about to take place. Since the Hua Alliance’s people are here, they are surely going to make Chen Fan answer for his sins.”

“This is going to be a true clash. With the Hua Alliance stepping in, Chen Fan won’t be able to walk away easily. The Hua Alliance is clearing the area. Look, that onlooker was sent flying with a single blow.”

Chaos broke out.

A cultivator admiring Nangong Xian’s kneeling posture was suddenly sent flying by an expert of the Hua Alliance, with a bang, spewing fresh blood.

Several others who spoke out in anger and lacked strong backing were also flung aside, screaming in pain.

“Our Hua Alliance executes provocateurs on the spot,” one expert said coldly. “If you value goodwill with us, keep your mouths shut. Spread this incident, and you’ll be treated as enemies.”

The expert warned them on the spot.

Many people felt their hearts tense up.

The Hua Alliance wasn’t to be trifled with. If they wanted someone dead, that person could vanish without a trace.

Another expert stepped forward, his aura surging outward.

“Disperse, fellow disciples. Nothing to see here.”

Rumble!

Before his words entirely faded, Chu Tianyang suddenly let out a furious roar. He was blasted backward, blood spraying from his mouth as he staggered several steps in retreat. When Chu Tianyang’s divine fist had collided with the seal, it met the ferocious qi of Chen Fan’s Royal Path Divine Fist head-on.

Chen Fan hadn’t wasted his three years making his way back. His Royal Path Divine Art had improved tremendously.

The rebounding force not only shattered Chu Tianyang’s fist art but also surged back violently, injuring him and forcing him into retreat.