Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 985 - Battling Zhuge Yan

Zhu Yue and Jian Qi’s conversation was another ruthless slap to the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s members. Infuriated, they wanted to jump onto the platform and fight the two.

Zhuge Yan’s face was ashen.

He would have to offer a good explanation to the sect for the death of Tan Feng’s trio.

What infuriated him even more was how blatantly Chen Fan’s group disregarded them, as if their people could be killed at will.

“Is there no one else?” Chen Fan’s gaze swept across, the corner of his lips curling up into a mocking arc. “So this is all the Sun Moon Divine Sect amounts to!”

As soon as those words left his mouth, several auras immediately rose to the sky, overflowing with killing intent. A few eighth and ninth-level Manifestation realm experts even stood up, their eyes revealing chilling light.

Still, Chen Fan remained unfazed. He gazed at Zhuge Yan and pointed at him with his Heaven Piercing Spear. “What about you, Zhuge Yan? Don’t dare to fight, either? If you’re afraid of death, I won’t kill you!”

Just as Zhuge Yan had expected, Chen Fan’s challenge—limiting opponents to the seventh-level Manifestation realm or below—was aimed at him.

Seeing Chen Fan singling him out, a chilling light burst out of Zhuge Yan’s eyes.

Chen Fan was forcing him to go up and fight!

If he didn’t fight, it meant that he was afraid.

Was he afraid?

Of course, he wasn’t afraid!

He had absolute confidence in his strength.

However, who was he?

He was Zhuge Yan, the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s peerless prodigy, born with a lightning body. His status was exalted; how could he lower his stature and fight Chen Fan, letting these people watch a show?

However, Chen Fan was forcing his hand, leaving him with no choice but to fight.

“You want to fight me?”

A terrifying aura erupted from Zhuge Yan.

This aura was powerful, more than twice as strong as Tan Feng’s aura. The sheer gap between them was undeniable.

If Tan Feng was comparable to an eighth-level Manifestation realm expert when he went all out, Zhuge Yan could defeat or even kill an ordinary eighth-level Manifestation realm expert.

Otherwise, the Sun Moon Divine Sect wouldn’t value him so highly.

“If you’re not afraid of death, come up and die! If you are, stop posturing,” Chen Fan said indifferently.

Zhuge Yan laughed out of extreme anger and stood up. His figure shifted, crossing over to the battle platform.

“Fine, fine, fine! I don’t care to bully the weak, but since you insist on courting death, I’ll grant your wish!”

He no longer cared about his status. Only one thought remained in his mind: kill Chen Fan. He wanted not just to avenge Tan Feng but also to prove himself and erase the sect’s humiliation.

The people from the Sun Moon Divine Sect immediately shouted in excitement.

“Senior Brother Zhuge Yan is invincible!”

“Senior Brother Zhuge Yan will win for sure!”

These people had absolute confidence in Zhuge Yan.

Tan Feng and the others were rare prodigies, but Zhuge Yan was a pride of heaven among others prides of heaven. There weren’t even ten of them on the same level in the entire Sun Moon Divine Sect, and they were figures who would definitely reach the Legendary realm.

No matter how strong Chen Fan was, he wouldn’t be a match for Zhuge Yan.

Zhuge Yan had never suffered defeat ever since he rose to prominence, and that record wasn’t about to change.

Zhu Yue looked at the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s members and said, “Hahahaha, is anyone else coming up to die? Killing them just didn’t feel... enough.”

However, no one went up.

Zhuge Yan was the strongest at the level here. Anyone else stepping up would be courting death

Seeing as no one responded, Zhu Yue curled his lips and said, “Boring, a bunch of people with no balls.”

With that, he returned to his seat with Jian Qi.

Now, every gaze in the arena was locked onto Chen Fan’s battle platform, excitement surging.

His fight with Zhuge Yan was bound to be a fierce battle, like a meteorite crashing into the earth. After his recent display of might, none dared to underestimate Chen Fan.

As for Zhuge Yan, everyone knew his power.

Boom, boom!

A towering aura erupted from Zhuge Yan. His icy gaze was fixed on Chen Fan, and his terrifying aura surged forward like a tidal wave.

Thump!

Stepping forward, Zhuge Yan’s aura churned and whistled, erupting furiously. He was at the peak of the seventh level. A raging storm tore through the sky.

“Chen Fan, since you’re seeking death, I shall grant your wish.”

Zhuge Yan’s cultivation erupted. Thunder roared in the void. Flashes of lightning shone with him as the center. His immense strength sent chills into the crowd’s hearts.

“This is the supreme Lightning Book of Nine Palaces and Five Elements—the Heavenly Lightning Hall’s treasured art! Senior Brother Zhuge Yan is truly furious, unleashing it right away.”

“That’s right He was born with a lightning body, perfectly suited for lightning arts. Some even say that he’s the reincarnation of the god of lightning.”

“I’ve also heard that before.”

“With a lightning body, that lightning art, and a unique bloodline, he is like a tiger with wings. No ordinary martial artist can match him—Chen Fan is as good as dead!”

The Sun Moon Divine Sect’s people were incredibly excited, as if they could already see Zhuge Yan beating Chen Fan like a dead dog.

“Die!” Zhuge Yan formed seals with both hands. Bolts of lightning split heaven and earth, illuminating the void as they thundered toward Chen Fan with unstoppable force.

Boom, boom, boom!

Unfazed, Chen Fan struck out with his palm.

Immediately, the oncoming bolts of lightning exploded under the terrifying force, and Chen Fan absorbed them.

Trying to threaten him with this? Laughable.

Zhuge Yan furrowed his brows.

To put things into perspective, lightning was the ultimate destructive force. Whenever martial artists underwent their heavenly tribulation, it would be in the form of a lightning calamity, proving its lethal power. Anyone struck by his attack should have been paralyzed, completely at his mercy.

However, Chen Fan not only fearlessly dissipated it—he also absorbed Zhuge Yan’s lightning power.

Chen Fan smiled faintly and said, “Zhuge Yan, don’t embarrass yourself with such petty tricks.”

Zhuge Yan’s expression became colder. Countless lightning flared up around him.

He was like a conductor moving freely through the thunder. The very force others feared and revered was as tame as a lamb in his hands.

His hands moved in a blur, forming complicated seals. Countless lightning bolts condensed into dozens of incredibly enormous lightning dragons under his will, their roars resounding through heaven and earth.