Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1002 – Lethal Strike

Chla!

Zhuge Yan’s slash seemed to tear the space apart, like heaven crumbling and earth cracking.

The saber annihilated Chen Fan’s Heaven Piercing Spear on contact, as effortlessly as a hot blade slicing through butter.

Chen Fan’s figure flickered as he narrowly dodged the deadly strike.

Even though his Hegemonic Golden Body had reached level 29, a direct hit from a Grade-9 treasure would slice him in half.

Zhuge Yan unleashed all methods he had in his arsenal at once.

His killing intent boiled over. Wielding the Lightning God Saber, he conjured a boundless sea of lightning. It rushed straight toward Chen Fan with overwhelming killing intent. The space itself was sealed off by the sheer density of saber light.

In an instant, countless arcs of terrifying lightning energy tore through the sky, reaching Chen Fan in the blink of an eye.

“Hmph.” Chen Fan let out a cold snort, his palm suddenly radiating a dazzling brilliance. He waved his arm, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.

“What, he blocked it!”

The crowd’s hearts shook fiercely at the sight. But realization struck just as quickly—it wasn’t that Chen Fan’s physique alone could withstand a Grade-9 treasure.

He had a Grade-9 treasure of his own!

All eyes immediately turned to Zhuge Qingfeng, speculating that this powerful weapon had likely come from him.

Chen Fan stepped out, rushing straight into the sky. A powerful aura swept out, covering heaven and earth. The terrifying aura of his sixth-level Manifestation realm cultivation erupted in full force.

Swinging his arm, blinding rays of brilliance illuminated the battlefield. The vast lightning net Zhuge Yan had woven—filled with countless deadly saber arcs—instantly shattered under this light.

“Zhuge Yan, you’re not the only one with a Grade-9 treasure. Meet your end!”

Chen Fan stepped forward, darting toward Zhuge Yan and slashing down violently.

A terrifying aura surged out, so overwhelming that it seemed as if it would tear apart even the Lightning God’s silhouette looming behind Zhuge Yan.

“Slash, slash, slash!”

Zhuge Yan did not retreat or dodge. His aura reached a peak, sweeping out like a raging tide. With the Lightning God Saber in hand, he unleashed a storm of saber strikes.

Boom, boom, boom!

Deafening explosions resounded in an instant, shaking the sky.

Resplendent golden light shone in Chen Fan’s left hand, illuminating the sky. It turned into a dragon’s claw, tearing through the void. Endless strength boiled over. The sky trembled as the massive claw ripped toward Zhuge Yan.

Thump!

The void trembled. A terrifying pulse broke through everything and struck Zhuge Yan.

Zhuge Yan’s bloodline roared furiously. Lightning wrapped around him, crackling like a divine judgment.

It was as if endless divine lightning struck out from his very being, attempting to annihilate the force pressing against him.

His long hair flew about, and his head of black hair turned purple.

With his purple hair flying, Zhuge Yan became even more berserk.

He locked eyes with Chen Fan—terrifying strength erupted as his shocking power surged. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The lightning god silhouette behind him formed the Shifting Mountain, Overturning Sea, and Flipping Sky lightning seals. The seals came crashing down on Chen Fan to turn him into meat paste.

Chen Fan showed no signs of fear and continued to unleash streams of fist force, reducing the lightning seals to smithereens. Even that lightning god’s silhouette was shaken and kept retreating.

“You think concealing your cultivation makes you my match? It’s useless. The moment I broke through to the eighth-level Manifestation realm, your fate was sealed—death is inevitable,” Zhuge Yan’s eyes gleamed as a purple spear slowly materialized.

The spear was filled with the might to destroy heaven and earth. This was another one of his Grade-9 treasures, the Lightning God Spear.

“Another Grade-9 treasure, my god!”

The crowd’s eyes trembled violently.

Ninety percent of Legendary realm apex experts lacked even one, yet Zhuge Yan wielded two—both unimaginably powerful, brimming with lethal force.

Next, from the lightning god’s silhouette, calamity lightning descended. Holding the Lightning God Spear in his hand, he turned into a true lightning god of slaughter. With a single thrust, his spear tore through heaven and earth, its unstoppable momentum locking onto Chen Fan.

Heaven and earth changed colors from this attack. This attack could annihilate even a ninth-level Manifestation realm supreme expert.

Boom, boom, boom.

Rumble!

The air shrieked as the spear’s tip tore through it, space itself trembling as if on the verge of collapse.

Chen Fan immediately sensed danger—thick, suffocating, and laced with the aura of death.

If he were struck by the Lightning God Spear, even his iron-like physique would be obliterated.

A fierce light flashed across Chen Fan’s eyes.

Suddenly, an intense fluctuation erupted. The Brilliant Blade in Chen Fan’s hand blossomed with incomparable light of brilliance, obscuring the entire sky.

“Slash!” With a flash, Chen Fan swung.

Boom, tch!

Rumble!

The space shook violently, producing rupturing noises.

The terrifying Brilliant Blade broke through Zhuge Yan’s two Grade-9 treasures in succession, sending Zhuge Yan and the lightning god’s silhouette flying, spilling fresh blood in the air.

“How can that be?”

Countless people were incomparably shocked.

But no one was more shaken than Zhuge Yan himself.

His strongest strike had been shattered.

Steadying himself, Zhuge Yan stared at Chen Fan with an icy gaze. His irises shrunk violently seeing the Brilliant Blade.

His two Grade-9 treasures were of ordinary quality, and Chen Fan had overwhelmed them in an instant. So, the Grade-9 treasure in Chen Fan’s hands had to be stronger than his Lightning God Saber and Lightning God Spear.

“Hmph, this is the last time. Now, you’ll perish in the lightning calamity,” Zhuge Yan said slowly. Despite being sent flying, Zhuge Yan remained unfazed. He was still certain of his victory.

His bloodline power seemed to burst forth again, surging violently.

Lightning engulfed Zhuge Yan, his figure vanishing within the dazzling electric flashes. Within that storm, he and the lightning god’s silhouette became one.

The Heavenly Lightning Body—his strongest move.

“Meet your death.” Zhuge Yan’s voice fell, and his body vanished from sight. In a split moment, he pressed down from the sky.

Chen Fan raised his head and saw a purple light flash past. It was Zhuge Yan’s Lightning God Spear stabbing down. Its radiance carried the power to annihilate all life.

The crowd was shocked. This attack was enough to kill Chen Fan.

“Zhuge Yan.”

However, in the face of such terrifying killing power, Chen Fan did not show the slightest hint of panic. He said calmly, “Your time to die has arrived.”

A monstrous demonic intent erupted. Behind him, the silhouette of a demon god emerged.

Simultaneously, an incomparably terrifying destructive force materialized in Chen Fan’s palm, He struck upward to meet Zhuge Yan’s attack.

Hand of Demon!

Boom, crack!

The heavens trembled as a colossal demonic hand materialized, shattering space-time with a single slap, poised to annihilate everything. It was as if a demon god from a distant era had crossed time itself to unleash an apocalyptic strike.

Suddenly, Prince Jing Zhuge Liuyun shot up to his feet, and a terrifying might swept through heaven and earth.

“Yan’er!”