Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 467 – Terrified

Core Formation realm experts dropped from the sky like flies, bringing with them a bloody downpour.

For Chen Fan, killing these people was effortless, like cutting grass.

Often, they only felt a breeze and their vision blurring. Before they could react, Chen Fan had already taken their lives.

“Ahhh...”

Miserable cries resounded in the skies above the Qin Clan mansion, spreading five kilometers out.

Below, the Qin Clan members watched in fear and sorrow as their Core Formation realm experts were killed and fell one after another.

These were the clan elders the members usually admired and feared; today, they were like ants before Chen Fan.

“A killing star. This Chen Fan is definitely a killing star! Those are Core Formation realm experts, top martial artists who could kill hundreds, if not thousands, with a single breath. Why are they like pigs or dogs in Chen Fan’s hands?”

“Ten Core Formation realm experts have died in mere moments. This must be a nightmare for all the Core Formation realm experts present.”

“Core Formation realm experts aren’t... invincible? There’s always someone above, a heaven outside the heavens. Even Core Formation realm experts are like ants in front of stronger people, killed at a whim.”

“This fight will be like an earthquake and shake up the imperial city today. The Qin, the Nangong, the Zhu, and many other prestigious clans joined forces but were still demolished by Chen Fan alone, crying for their fathers and mothers. I’m afraid these clans will become history.”

“......”

Around the Qin Clan mansion, countless people felt their scalps tingle and chills run down their spines as they watched Chen Fan carve his way through like an unstoppable force. They felt like their hearts were about to stop beating.

“Damn it! Little beast, die for me!” bellowed an aged elder from the Qin Clan. He was as old as Nangong Xuan and at the sixth level. He charged and clawed at Chen Fan.

“Petty tricks!” Chen Fan scoffed, blowing a breath toward him. The elder’s primeval qi hand disintegrated in mid-air. He then grabbed at the empty air with his left hand. The Heaven Piercing Spear materialized and shot out violently, disappearing into the void.

Whoosh!

The void shattered and exploded, pinning the Qin Clan elder in mid-air. The space turned crimson as he flew backward, disappearing from sight.

The Heaven Piercing Spear carried Qin Wanguo’s corpse tens of kilometers away, destroying a flourishing restaurant.

“Isn’t that Qin Wanguo? Doesn’t he guard the Qin Clan’s treasury? Why is a spear sticking out of his chest? What’s happening?!”

Despite the earth-shaking events at the Qin Clan mansion, the other side of the imperial city remained unaware until Qin Wanguo’s corpse flew over there. Only then did the crowd realize something major was happening at the Qin Clan.

“Let’s quickly go and see what’s happening. Qin Wanguo was killed with a spear. Something huge is definitely happening. We can’t miss this.”

“Heavens, isn’t it the Qin Clan’s young patriarch’s wedding today? Why did something like this happen? One of their elders was murdered.”

“Who exactly was it? To dare kill the Qin Clan’s people. Are they tired of living?”

“What’s going on? What exactly is going on? What happened?”

“Such berserk primeval qi of heaven and earth!”

“......”

The entire imperial city seemed to awaken in shock simultaneously.

Silhouettes rose into the air one after another, all flying toward the Qin Clan mansion.

As they approached, they sensed the intense fluctuations rippling through the space, and their expressions turned to horror.

“Heavens, look at that! Someone is causing a huge scene at the Qin Clan. There’s a huge group surrounding a single person. Who is he? My god, why do Core Formation realm experts seem as weak as ants in front of him!”

“The Zhang Clan’s patriarch is dead, skewered with a single spear thrust. He couldn’t even react to it?”

“What exactly is happening? Is it not Qin Jian’s big wedding? Why did such a fierce battle break out?”

More and more people flew in from all directions, witnessing the carnage. They were all appalled, their scalps tingling as they saw Chen Fan decimating Core Formation realm experts.

Yang Rong and Su Yihai watched the battle from the skies above the Qin Clan mansion. They were big shots capable of shaking the imperial city with a stomp of their feet, yet their usual majesty and calmness were replaced with looks of horror.

Chen Fan was frighteningly powerful. Those who surrounded him, as he had said earlier, were all talk and no substance. They were scurrying around like rats, holding their heads.

They had assumed that the combined might of all those clans would have an easy time dealing with Chen Fan. They felt confident that he wouldn’t survive this ordeal.

Yet, all of those mighty Core Formation Realm powerhouses seemed scared now. They were trembling all over, and some of them had even wet their pants. Their faces were void of color, terrified by the carnage.

With his spear in hand, he effortlessly destroyed their attacks and rushed into their midst, wreaking havoc. Corpses fell one after another. Their initial momentum had completely vanished under Chen Fan's relentless assault.

“The Qin Clan is done for!”

“The Nangong Clan is also finished.”

Yang Rong and Su Yihai’s hearts were trembling. Suddenly, they exchanged glances, noticing the brilliant light in each other's eyes.

Perhaps it would be better this way. The power structure in the imperial city would change, but their clans would remain unaffected. After this battle, their two clans would become the biggest winners.

The Qin Clan had lorded over them for ages; it would be best if Chen Fan wiped them out.

“Curses! Damn it, damn it!”

Qin Wudi’s hair was disheveled, looking like a lunatic. His gaze was wild, filled with sorrow and rage.

He was crying tears of blood in his heart. Chen Fan was paying special attention to the Qin Clan. Out of their twenty-three Core Formation realm experts, more than half of them were dead. As for those still alive, they were all trembling, their faces pale.

Their pride and arrogance had been shattered by Chen Fan’s massacre.

“Quick, go capture Chen Zhengqing!” ordered Qin Wudi.

If things continued this way, they would all die. So, their only recourse was to capture Chen Zhengqing to threaten Chen Fan.

Immediately, several silhouettes rushed toward Chen Zhengqing. None of them wanted to face Chen Fan, fearing they would be killed instantly, so they rushed for the weaker target.

Among those rushing over was Nangong Ling.

Seeing Nangong Ling and the others trying to make a move on Chen Zhengqing, Chen Fan became furious. His aura flared up once more. His spear darted toward Nangong Xuan and left a bloody hole in him.

“You people are courting death!” Chen Fan shouted angrily, his voice shaking the heavens like thunder, causing Qin Wudi’s qi and blood to churn restlessly.