Second Senior Brother

Chapter 1491 Waiting for an Opportunity

Boom.

Dao Zun reacted.

But it was too late.

That rumble, as if exploding in his ear.

...

Teleportation, instantaneous.

Before the five of Jin Tian, the space suddenly twisted, and a figure emerged from it.

"Chen Fan."

Jin Tian's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Immediately, divine light bloomed: "You still dare to come out, then I will cut you first, and then slaughter Sword City..."

Buzz.

Above his head, an Imperial Palace appeared.

"Heh heh."

Jin Tian sneered.

Imperial Palace, who doesn't have one?

However, there were five of them, and the opponent was only one.

"Kill."

The five joined forces, their power earth-shattering.

These five were pure in the Way of the Soldier, their attacks unparalleled.

Rumble.

This world was immediately torn apart.

And at this moment... a crack appeared in the Imperial Palace above the five.

...

Inside the Imperial Palace.

The moment the barrier opened, everyone sensed it.

Everyone's eyes lit up simultaneously.

"Go all out, attack," Kuang Di said.

He led the charge with an unparalleled destructive strike.

The others joined hands without the slightest hesitation.

Boom.

More than a dozen Rule Daos converged, transforming into a Dragon of Rules, surging out of the Imperial Palace.

The gathered power even stirred the changes in the rules within the Life and Death Realm.

The great dragon roared and, with a 'boom,' rushed out of the Imperial Palace.

...

Outside.

The moment the Imperial Palace opened, everyone sensed it.

The roaring dragon's cry shook the heavens, appearing to shake the world.

"What?"

Jin Tian and the others looked up abruptly.

Their pupils contracted instantly.

"Roar."

The great dragon roared, and in an unexpected move, instantly swallowed the five of them.

Most of the power of a Half-Emperor could not harm an Emperor Venerable.

But don't forget, this space was now under the coverage of the Life and Death Realm, and it was the combined effort of more than a dozen Half-Emperors, led by a first-tier Emperor Venerable.

"Rumble."

Destruction swept through, vast and immense.

Life and death intertwined, annihilating the life force of the five.

Their physical bodies began to collapse at a visible speed.

Even the second-tier Emperor Venerable Jin Tian could not withstand this surprise attack.

At the same time, Chen Fan made his move.

"Zheng zheng."

Hundred Swords, strike.

Life force led the way, a hundred paths converged, forming a single sword.

Chik.

The sword light directly bisected the five of them.

Four first-tier Emperor Venerables were directly slain by the Hundred Swords, without any power to resist.

Their physical bodies shattered, their souls annihilated.

"No..."

The four Emperor Venerables despaired.

They... were instantly killed.

Without even time to react.

The only survivor was the second-tier Emperor Venerable Jin Tian.

He was strong, and his last trace of soul power controlled his weapon and escaped.

"No, impossible."

Jin Tian was terrified, controlling his weapon and fleeing madly.

His soul was burning, trying to tear open the barrier of the Imperial Palace and escape.

Fear filled his heart.

That strike was too sudden.

"Trying to leave?"

A cold voice sounded behind him.

Zheng.

Immediately after, the Rule Weapon trembled violently.

Then, the weapon shattered.

"Bang."

The Heavenly Cloud Sword struck the Geng Gold weapon.

"Ah..."

Jin Tian screamed.

His last trace of soul power, along with the shattering of his weapon, was annihilated inch by inch.

In an instant, all five Emperor Venerables were dead.

"Hoo."

The power of life and death swept out, drawing all the power into the Imperial Palace.

"Devour."

Chen Fan commanded.

Then the Imperial Palace closed, and his gaze once again turned in the direction of Bai Di Mountain.

...

"They're dead."

Dao Zun's expression was grim.

All five had perished.

They were supposed to destroy Sword City, but before they could even leave Xizhou, they all died.

Dao Zun's face was grim: "Chen Fan."

He muttered the killer's name.

This man made him feel a trace of pressure.

How could he be so strong?

He couldn't understand.

"Could he be a third-tier Emperor Venerable? Impossible..." Dao Zun was somewhat disbelieving.

Once at the Emperor Venerable realm, it might take hundreds of years to advance a single level.

It was unavoidable; the Emperor Venerable realm was not that easy to break through.

It was difficult.

And how long had Chen Fan been in the Immortal Realm?

When he came from the lower realm, he was just a mere Supreme.

Supreme, Royal, Half-Emperor, Emperor Venerable...

In just over half a year, he had crossed so many realms, was it possible?

Incredible.

...

Silence enveloped the surroundings.

All eyes were on Dao Zun, and a hint of solemnity appeared in their eyes.

"Is that person truly that strong?"

Instantly killing five Emperor Venerables.

They also found it hard to believe.

After a moment, Dao Zun spoke, saying, "Everyone, be on high alert. The opponent will definitely return."

"Yes."

At this moment, no one dared to be careless.

As for the white-haired Emperor Venerable who had previously challenged Chen Fan to a fight to the death, he was now silent.

He was only a first-tier Emperor Venerable.

A second-tier Emperor Venerable and four first-tier Emperor Venerables had been instantly killed.

What right did he, a mere first-tier Emperor Venerable, have to provoke him?

In the distance...

Kuang Di emerged again.

Excitedly: 'City Lord, it's done...'

"Yes."

Chen Fan nodded, not with the excitement Kuang Di expected.

Of course, he was used to it.

Five Emperor Venerables, plus the five assassinated previously, made ten.

How many Emperor Venerables were there in Bai Di Mountain?

He didn't know if there were any hidden ones, but within his perception, there were nearly twenty more Emperor Venerables around Bai Di Mountain.

And the remaining first-tier ones were few, most of them second-tier Emperor Venerables, and even... third-tier.

Ten second-tier Emperor Venerables joining forces would be enough to kill even Chen Fan.

"Can only break through one by one."

Chen Fan's expression was solemn.

It would be difficult to act next.

He could only hide and wait for an opportunity to strike.

...

Qingzhou.

War had already ignited Qing Di Mountain.

Countless battlefields were roaring.

In the sky...

Tear.

Overlord, bathed in battle blood, was ferocious.

He used his physical body to tear his opponent apart.

"Hahaha."

Overlord roared with laughter, holding half a body in each hand: "What can a mere second-tier Emperor Venerable do to me?"

At this moment, he was extremely arrogant.

The gazes of others turned towards him.

"Buzz."

On Qing Di Mountain, the three-stroke Emperor Venerable reappeared.

His gaze fell on Overlord, his expression grim: "You have Emperor Venerable cultivation, why haven't you opened your Imperial Palace?"

Yes, throughout the entire process, Overlord had not used the power of his Imperial Palace.

Those who had achieved Emperor Venerable cultivation would open an Imperial Palace.

But Overlord had never opened an Imperial Palace.

"Why?"

Everyone was perplexed.

They were all confused why Overlord did not open his Imperial Palace.

"Why should I open an Imperial Palace?"

Overlord disdainfully said, "My physical body is the strongest, the only true self. What is an Imperial Palace? It will only hinder me..."

He was incredibly arrogant.

An Imperial Palace could also not be opened.

But no Emperor Venerable would choose this path, after all, the Imperial Palace was the nascent form of a world. With an Imperial Palace, given enough opportunities, one could fully open a world.

But Overlord was different, he only believed in himself.

Imperial Palace, I don't need it.

"So..."

Overlord looked at the three-stroke Emperor Venerable, his gaze arrogant, "I ran away last time. Come... let's fight again."

A first-tier Emperor Venerable was challenging the authority of a third-tier Emperor Venerable.

"..." The three-stroke Emperor Venerable.

A solemnity appeared in his eyes.

The object of his solemnity was not Overlord, but the Venerable who had remained motionless.

Who was this person?

He stood there, yet he gave the three-stroke Emperor Venerable immense pressure.

This person was very strong.