Unrivaled Martial Emperor
Chapter 1071 - Targeted by Everyone

Chapter 1071 - Targeted by Everyone

The marvel that was the Bodhi tree made Chen Fan’s heart pound heavily.

He had mastered five more threads of law in moments, something that would have taken him over a year of bitter cultivation under normal circumstances.

At Chen Fan’s current realm, the increase in his true primeval cultivation did not have much effect on his combat strength; at best, it made his true primeval more resilient and sustained in battle.

What he needed now was to perceive and master more laws, as only that could significantly increase his combat strength.

However, perceiving and mastering the laws wasn’t easy.

Even during the half-year he’d been trapped in that tomb—a place especially suited for law comprehension—he had only managed to master three threads. That alone spoke volumes about the difficulty involved.

However, the second the Bodhi tree recognized him as its master, he perceived and mastered five threads of law. What was it if not simply miraculous?

No wonder even Void Immortal Supremes would abandon all pride to fight for this divine being. The Tree’s value was self-evident.

With this, the number of laws Chen Fan had perceived and mastered was close to twenty.

His strength had doubled.

However, when the Bodhi Ancient Tree showed signs of recognizing him, Chen Fan became the center of attention—the eye of the storm.

The chaotic battle came to a sudden halt as the crowd turned toward him, looking at him with cold gazes. Intense killing intent erupted and spread from them.

Initially, no one took Chen Fan—a brat in the seventh-level Manifestation realm—seriously. to heart at all. As they had expected, he also didn’t dare to make a move on the Bodhi ancient tree.

To everyone’s surprise, however, the Bodhi ancient tree took the initiative and recognized Chen Fan as its master.

What were they fighting to the death for, if not the Bodhi ancient tree?

Now, seeing it willingly throw itself into Chen Fan’s arms, one could imagine how furious they were inside.

Why him?

What right did he have?

Why were they, after all their bloodshed, still empty-handed? Why was a “weakling” like Chen Fan chosen by the Bodhi ancient tree instead? Why had he succeeded where they had failed?

They viewed the Bodhi ancient tree as their rightful prize, yet it belonged to Chen Fan. How could they stand it? Naturally, a wave of killing intent surged toward him.

Naturally, Chen Fan could sense their surging killing intent.

Dozens of metaphorical spearheads now pointed solely at him. Even though he was not afraid of anyone here, enraging the crowd meant he'd be facing them all at once.

Even with his strength now doubled, it wouldn’t be enough to hold out against so many elites.

Moments ago, they had been locked in a chaotic melee, viewing everyone as enemies. However, now there was only one enemy in their eyes: Chen Fan.

These people’s terrifying auras pressed toward him like a tidal wave, crashing down with overwhelming force.

Every cultivator here was a formidable genius or heaven-blessed prodigy—none of them weak.

With so many experts pressuring them, even a quasi-Legendary realm expert would turn pale.

Chen Fan felt a little suffocated and said with a smile, “Everyone, the treasure has a spirit and should go to those with ability. Since it has already recognized me as its master, let’s leave it at that. There’s no need for a bloodbath. If you’ve got the time, why not go seek other opportunities instead?”

Though being chosen by the Bodhi Tree was a blessing, leaving with it while surrounded by so many powerful cultivators would be no easy task.

Yue Yu smiled coldly, and his killing intent surged even more fiercely.

“You damned little bastard. I underestimated you. How dare you steal what belongs to me!”

“Very good, very good... You dared lay hands on my Bodhi Ancient Tree?! Clearly, you’re tired of living.”

Terrifying saber qi whistled around Yang Chongxiao, tearing the air apart and producing a screeching noise that sucked in one’s heart and soul.

The corners of Chen Fan’s eyes twitched. What do you mean, your Bodhi ancient tree!

And when did I ever make a move? It chose me on its own! What does this have to do with me?

Wu Jinhong also smiled coldly. Golden sword qi shook around him, as if he could unleash a thunderous attack at any time.

“Hoho, very good. Someone dared to steal right before our eyes. Whether the rest of you do something or not, I won’t let this slide.”

Red Lotus Karmic Fire surged in the palm of the Fire Reverence Cult’s Lian Huaqing. The temperature in space soared in an instant. “Today is the day you die. No one has ever dared to snatch what belongs to me, Lian Huaqing!”

“Brat, if you want someone to blame, blame your rotten luck for being picked by the Bodhi ancient tree. Go to hell!” Yuwen Hong was the first to strike.

With a flick of his hand, a steel fork shot forward like a black dragon, emitting boundless killing intent. It traversed over a hundred meters in an instant, arriving in front of Chen Fan.

It didn’t seem like a steel fork; it seemed more like a ferocious creature with overwhelming, vicious qi. It carried a boundless momentum, covering heaven and earth, and rushed toward Chen Fan, determined to annihilate him.

“Haaa, there’s no need for this.” Chen Fan sighed, but his eyes glinted with cold light.

He moved instantly, clasping his hand. A Heaven Piercing Spear materialized in his hand. Kicking off the ground, he advanced instead of retreating, charging straight toward Yuwen Hong.

Seeing Chen Fan take the offensive, a look of disdain showed on Yuwen Hong’s face. The viciousness in his eyes became even more apparent, and he attacked with greater ferocity. The power of seven threads of law erupted in an instant.

“Hmph, courting death!”

Yuwen Hong shouted with an incomparably savage expression.

“Go to hell!”

At full force, Yuwen Hong’s strike could even kill a Lesser Peak Manifestation realm expert in one blow, let alone Chen Fan.

Suddenly, the aura of law also erupted from Chen Fan. And not only did it match Yuwen Hong’s—it surpassed it.

The Heaven Piercing Spear in his hand was truly like a black dragon, tearing through space, and tore Yuwen Hong’s attack apart and stabbed toward the latter’s head.

“What?” Yuwen Hong turned pale with fright, caught off guard by Chen Fan’s terrifying strength. He unleashed several palm seals to block Chen Fan’s spear.

However, Chen Fan had made up his mind to get rid of Yuwen Hong first and remove a powerful enemy, so that he would face less pressure when facing the attacks of Wu Jinhong and the others. There was no way he would let go of such a good opportunity.

“Die!” A vicious light shot out of Chen Fan’s eyes. The Heaven Piercing Spear tore through everything and shattered all of Yuwen Hong’s methods.

“No!” Despair and fear showed on Yuwen Hong’s face.

Puchi!

A muffled sound rang out, and the Heaven Piercing Spear pierced Yuwen Hong’s head, annihilating his mind and soul in an instant.