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Chapter 302 - Race of a Lifetime

This man’s expression darkened. He felt the aura of death enveloping him. The spear seemed to have sucked his consciousness away, pushing him into the abyss.

“Ahhh! Get out of my way!” roared the man. His cultivation surged, revolving to the limits, bursting out overwhelmingly. He tried to grab the oncoming Heaven Piercing Spear and shouted, “Moving Mountain!”

It was his strongest martial skill, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas.

Unfortunately for him, Chen Fan’s Heaven Piercing Spear was sharper, and its powers were terrifying. A mere seventh-level Yuanfu realm martial artist could not stop a spear like that.

Pishhh!

The spear ran through the man’s protective qi like a hot knife through butter. Death embraced him, and he died on the spot. His corpse exploded, leading to a crimson downpour.

Everyone else tempted by the Zhao Clan’s offer now looked terrified.

This was the imperial city, yet no one would dare to up and offend a first-class expert like that seventh-level Yuanfu realm expert.

Some had been cursing the man for moving too fast and snatching the opportunity from them; as they watched the rain of viscera and crimson, their blood ran cold.

Just how strong was that masked man? How could he kill someone at the seventh level like he was slaughtering a chicken? A single spear attack and his opponent couldn’t even resist?

Even though Chen Fan’s spear had scared off some people, some were still in the grip of avarice. They joined forces and attacked, trying to stop Chen Fan.

These people were either rogue cultivators or experts from some small clans in the imperial city.

Their benefits would be aplenty if they could form a connection with a large clan like the Zhao Clan. Therefore, even after Chen Fan had killed a seventh-level expert with one attack, they didn’t feel all that deterred.

“Stop!” Two eighth-level Yuanfu realm experts joined hands and attacked. Their aura transformed into a vicious and huge python, streaking across the sky and biting down at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan did not confront them head-on. He moved gracefully, quickly dodging away.

When the two attackers saw him again, he was already right in front of them. His eyes were cold and merciless, like an emissary from hell. He stabbed with the Heaven Piercing Spear.

Poof, poof!

The terrifying force struck the two, and they flew as well as birds without wings. Two rumbling noises rang out, and the ground shook. Buildings collapsed, and their fates were unknown.

“So strong! Even two eighth-level Yuanfu realm experts failed to stop him.”

The eyes of the crowd below flickered, overwhelmed with shock.

“A bunch of useless trash!” Zhao Tianjue cursed in a low voice, disappointed by the three strangers’ performance.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of bloody mist, enveloping himself. His speed skyrocketed, and he became twice as fast as before.

Rumble!

Zhao Tianjue had executed a secret art to double his speed. His protective qi layer rubbed violently against the air, producing a loud rumbling noise as he streaked across the pitch-black sky like a huge ball of flames.

“Hmm?” Chen Fan was already at the edge of the imperial city when he suddenly sensed Zhao Tianjue’s surge in speed; his expression darkened.

Zhao Tianjue closed the distance between them. A vicious light flickered in his eyes as he threw a punch.

“Rippling Fist!”

This punch was even more powerful than the last.

Immediately, terrifying force ripples shot forward at an alarming speed, carrying a destructive aura that sent shivers down onlookers\' spines.

“Not good!” Chen Fan exclaimed, soaring into the sky quickly to gain more altitude.

The area below Chen Fan was annihilated by a wave of ripples, and explosive booms rang in the air. To Chen Fan, the area below now seemed like a spot straight out of hell.

“Can you dodge them all? Consecutive Rippling Fist!” Zhao Tianjue shouted coldly, his fists becoming a blur. Space trembled violently as a destructive aura radiated in expanding circles.

Chen Fan\'s expression grew tense. He pushed the Wings of Rain Dragon to their limits, trying to evade the rippling force.

He employed the Undefeated King\'s Fist for those he couldn\'t dodge, absorbing the impact. Although he was injured and spewed blood from the shock, he borrowed the rebounding force to gain a speed boost.

“You damned beast. You’re even more slippery than a loach!” Zhao Tianjue cursed when he saw that.

The two went on a chase just like that, crossing miles in the blink of an eye, with the wind whistling by their ears.

Chen Fan ignited his primeval force, raising the Wings of Rain Dragon’s speed again. He followed his plans and left the imperial city, flying toward the Wuning Empire.

“He’s... He’s not from the Great Chu Empire?” Zhao Tianjue\'s mind conjured a map as he observed the direction of Chen Fan\'s escape, his eyes reflecting uncertainty.

“I definitely can’t let him get away. I have to go faster!”

Zhao Tianjue hardened himself, spewing out another mouthful of blood mist to maintain his acceleration, determined not to let Chen Fan escape.

Soon, the two were more than fifty miles from the imperial city.

“Sinful beast, there’s no way you can escape. Die, die, die!” Zhao Tianjue shouted furiously. The illusory core in his dantian rotated rapidly, releasing boundless powers.

Terrifying fist lights whistled out, enveloping Chen Fan and sealing off any escape routes.

After leaving the imperial city, Zhao Tianjue could unleash his full strength without concern for damaging the city\'s structures.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Fan resisted the onslaught, leveraging the recoil to boost his speed to flee. Despite suffering severe internal injuries with his organs displaced, his gaze remained resolute.

“Damn it, how is his primeval force so robust!”

Zhao Tianjue was astonished.

Chen Fan’s reserve of primeval force was too deep. It had far exceeded the standards of an ordinary seventh-level Yuanfu realm expert.

Suddenly, the sound of crashing waves reached Chen Fan’s ears.

Whoosh!

“Good, the River of Rage is just ahead!”

Chen Fan was overjoyed when he heard the waves.

A large river could be seen several miles ahead.

The river sprawled five miles wide, stretching beyond the limits of Chen Fan\'s sight. Turbulent waters surged like enraged wild beasts, creating a majestic spectacle.

“Not good!” Zhao Tianjue also saw the River of Rage and immediately realized Chen Fan’s plan. His expression darkened, and a sense of urgency rose within him.

“He’s planning to escape using the River of Rage!”

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Tianjue\'s eyes as he expelled a large mouthful of blood mist, setting it ablaze. His speed surged three to four times beyond normal, quickly closing the gap to within a thousand steps behind Chen Fan.

Whoosh!

Zhao Tianjue became a fiery blur, thunderous rumbling accompanying him as he rapidly decreased the distance between them.

Chen Fan’s expression sank.

He was still five miles away from the River of Rage. Based on Zhao Tianjue’s current speed, he only needed three breaths of time to catch up to Chen Fan.

“Get lost!”

In the moment of crisis, Chen Fan turned around and hurled his spear, using all the strength he could muster.

The terrifying force tore through the air. The Heaven Piercing Spear erupted into a blazing flame as it shot toward Zhao Tianjue.

Riiip!

Zhao Tianjue blasted the Heaven Piercing Spear into smithereens with a single punch, but the force also hindered him, causing a brief pause in his pursuit.

Boom!

Chen Fan used this gap to ignite his primeval force once more. His speed erupted fiercely, breaking through the sound barrier at once. In three breaths’ time, he was just two hundred meters away from the River of Rage.

Without hesitation, Chen Fan dove headfirst from the sky, plunging into the turbulent River of Rage.

Swish!