Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 880 - Yin-Yang Death Ray

The black-robed man wore a savage smile on his face.

Though his temper flared toward those he considered insignificant, he was extremely shrewd.

But for someone strong like Chen Fan, he still knew to weigh the severity of the situation.

Thus, Chen Fan hadn’t been able to find an excuse to act up on several occasions. The black-robed man had held it in all this time.

The reason he did so was to enter this tomb.

For the black-robed man, this place was a treasure—his natural home ground.

With the power of extreme Yin that he had cultivated, he felt invincible here, able to harness his full strength. Even if he encountered a late-stage, half-step, Manifestation realm expert, he was confident he could retreat unscathed.

“Yin-Yang Suppression!” The black-robed man attacked. A dark Yin-Yang diagram formed in the air, quickly transforming into a terrifying Yin-Yang seal.

The seal exuded an aura that suppressed everything in its path. It crushed the air and pressed down toward Chen Fan, wanting to suppress him to death.

Chen Fan felt the weight of the attack locking him in place. He also felt a little surprised by the black-robed man’s newfound strength.

He could have killed the black-robed man with a single blow before; now, he seemed nearly as strong as Shang Ziyan.

Still, Chen Fan did not feel the slightest hint of fear.

No matter how much the black-robed man had grown, he was still far from the Manifestation realm. Without that, he was still no different to Chen Fan.

“If you’re looking to die, I’ll grant your wish!” Chen Fan roared. His aura surged, dispersing the surrounding nefarious Yin qi. He unleashed a punch toward the Yin-Yang seal.

There was no elaborate technique—just a straightforward, crushing punch, delivered with explosive force. Heaven and earth shook as if trembling in fear.

Although this punch was simple, it contained all of Chen Fan’s nearly monstrous mastery of fist arts and Fist Will. Combined with the power of his Hegemonic Golden Body, the force contained within it was terrifying.

Rumble!

The Yin-Yang seal that came pressing down was pierced through like paper under Chen Fan’s punch almost instantly. Layers of ripples were set off in space as a result.

“What!” The black-robed man’s savage grin faltered. He had been confident that even someone with half-step, Manifestation realm strength couldn’t withstand his attack’s power. Unexpectedly, Chen Fan had destroyed his attack with a single punch, leaving him stunned.

“Did you think that I wouldn’t notice you plotting against me? I simply didn’t care about it. In my eyes, you are still trash. You are just a slightly bigger ant now. And you dare to plot against me?! How pathetic and laughable.”

Chen Fan’s aura boiled. He moved forward like a battle god, his presence so overwhelming that the space itself trembled with every step. He closed in on the black-robed man.

None of the squads or rogue cultivators that had entered closely behind them lingered after seeing this scene. Everyone chose to leave.

Although they did not know why the members of this squad were fighting among themselves, one thing was clear—the Heavenly Soul Holy Spring took precedence over everything.

By now, Guan Wei, who was leading the way, had already put a considerable distance between himself and the rest. If they did not hurry, the Heavenly Soul Holy Spring would slip right through their fingers.

Everyone was of the firm opinion that Guan Wei had a map that led to the Heavenly Soul Holy Spring. As long as they followed him, nothing would be wrong, and they would find it.

The infighting among experts behind them was a blessing in disguise. With fewer powerful competitors vying for the spring, the odds tilted slightly in their favor.

Chen Fan was also aware of this, so he didn’t plan on wasting his time on the black-robed man at all. He tried to kill his opponent in the shortest time possible.

“Little bastard, you deserve to die. You deserve to die! No one can save you today!”

Finally, the black-robed man realized what kind of pressure his big brother had faced before. This slim brat was a human-shaped ferocious beast with infinite strength.

Although Chen Fan had obliterated his Yin-Yang seal, the black-robed man remained fearless, as he had yet to use his strongest move.

He believed that he could kill Chen Fan if he executed his strongest move.

Outside the tomb, executing such a technique would have required considerable effort. However, the cost was drastically reduced, and its power amplified significantly here.

“Yin-Yang Harmony, Yin-Yang Death Ray!”

The black-robed man formed several seals with both hands. Above his head, a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram revolved intensely. The surrounding nefarious Yin qi surged in a frenzy, converging into the diagram at an alarming speed.

As the Taiji diagram absorbed the vast Yin qi, its center gradually darkened to an abyssal black—the deepest, most oppressive black imaginable. Just glancing at it would make one feel as if their soul was being sucked into it; it seemed utterly inescapable.

A terrifying aura emanated from it, making the souls of the people present tremble in fear. Their muscles tightened, their pores opened up, and their hairs stood on end.

“What a terrifying attack. I feel like this can even kill a middle-stage, half-step Manifestation realm expert. How does this guy still have such a trump card?” Xiao Yuanyuan said with her mouth wide agape, her eyes filled with shock.

Gu Tian also said with a furrowed brow, “It’s the environment here, it’s making his attacks much stronger.”

Pfft!

The black-robed man slapped his chest hard, spewing out a mouthful of blood essence onto the Taiji diagram. The blackness within it flared with a burst of crimson light, and the oppressive aura surged to even greater heights.

“Die!” he roared, his savage grin twisting his face into that of a malevolent ghost.

Swoosh, tch!

In the blink of an eye, a streak of pitch-black light shot out from the Taiji diagram. Wherever it passed was turned into a domain of death. Everything it touched, even the air itself, was utterly obliterated,

The moment the Yin-Yang Death Ray streaked forth, the atmosphere grew suffocating. Everyone present, except for Shang Ziyan, trembled instinctively.

Gu Tian and Lei Yuanjie, both seasoned middle-stage half-step Manifestation realm experts, felt an icy dread pierce through their souls. Previously, they had all taken the black-robed man somewhat lightly, but the instant this Yin-Yang Death Ray appeared, they truly felt the aura of death.

“This power... My god, it’s enough to grievously wound a late-stage, half-step Manifestation realm expert!”

Both of their eyes were showing traces of terror.

Although there was only a step difference between the middle-stage and the late-stage, the gap in strength was enormous.