Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 469 - Killed with One Spear

“Qin Pokong!” Yang Rong and Su Yihai cried out in shock one after another.

Among those nearby, some from the older generation recognized the gray-robed elder and horror appeared on their faces. “How is this possible? It’s Qin Pokong. Wasn’t he the Qin Clan’s patriarch two generations ago? He is Qin Wudi’s grandfather, right? Didn’t he die long ago?”

“Old ancestor, the old ancestor has shown up!”

“Old Ancestor, please save our Qin Clan, I beg you!”

“Old Ancestor, our Qin Clan is facing annihilation. Please save us from this predicament!”

Immediately, the Qin Clan members knelt one after another, kowtowing non-stop to Qin Pokong, their voices sorrowful.

Rumble!

Qin Pokong grabbed at the air, pulling Qin Wudi out of the rubble. Seeing how miserable he looked—injured with a weak aura—Qin Pokong furrowed his brow deeply.

“Grandfather...” Qin Wudi showed a miserable smile and spoke with slow, deliberate pauses. “This grandson... is useless. I let our enemy slaughter our people right in... our home. It’s all my fault, all my fault...”

“It is indeed your fault. Our great Qin Clan is reduced to this state by a brat still wet behind his ears. You’ve failed too badly as the patriarch. I’m very disappointed in you!”

Looking at the ruined Qin Clan mansion as well as the corpses of the numerous Qin Clan experts, a raging flame brewed in his chest, about to explode and shock the earth and incinerate the heavens.

When had the Qin Clan ever faced such devastation?

It had always been their clan wiping out other clans; now, the grand Qin Clan had suffered heavy casualties. They now only had five to six Core Formation realm experts. This wasn’t something like a small cut to their foundations—Chen Fan had severely damaged it.

“You little beast, how dare you!” Qin Pokong's gaze was icy cold. An overwhelming aura enveloped him.

Chen Fan looked at Qin Pokong, indifferent to his aura suppression. He was only at the eighth level and wasn’t even as strong as the Blood Corpse Demon King, so Chen Fan wasn’t afraid.

“If I wasn’t bold, could I have wiped out your Qin Clan?” Chen Fan said indifferently.

Qin Pokong laughed out of extreme anger. His voice was cold, filled with killing intent, as he said, “Alright, alright, you detestable little beast. Our Qin Clan has never suffered such a huge loss since its establishment. Even if you died ten thousand deaths, it still wouldn’t make up for it. Not only you but your family and your clan—I’ll thoroughly wipe out your nine generations!”

Shocking killing intent erupted from Qin Pokong, making anyone who felt it tremble in fear.

“How powerful. It’s too powerful! What’s Qin Pokong’s cultivation level?”

“He was at the seventh level sixty years ago, some rumors say. Judging by his aura now, he seems to have surpassed Qin Wudi. He should be at the eighth level now.”

“Heavens, eighth-level Core Formation realm? They truly deserve the title of the number one great clan of the imperial city. To have such a powerful figure overseeing them... But I wonder who’s stronger: him or Chen Fan?”

“That goes without saying, it’s definitely Qin Pokong! After sixty years in seclusion, his cultivation depth might be close to the ninth level.”

“......”

Hearing what Qin Pokong said, Chen Fan laughed out loud, his laughter shaking the skies. “Old coot, with your mere eighth-level cultivation? It’s not that I’m looking down on you, but even if you advanced to the ninth level right now, wanting to wipe out my nine generations is nothing but a pipe dream!”

“You probably think that being at the eighth level makes you invincible. I will let you in on a little truth. I have not only fought someone at the eighth level, but I have also killed one.”

Chen Fan’s words immediately set off a huge wave in the crowd, and they began murmuring among themselves.

“Is that for real?”

“Did he just say he has killed an eighth-level expert?!”

“Perhaps he really is strong enough for that. After all, even an army of fifty Core Formation realm experts couldn’t kill him...”

“......”

Qin Pokong didn’t believe Chen Fan one bit, though.

“You sharp-tongued little beast, you can’t even imagine the strength of an expert at the eighth level. To have advanced to the seventh level at such a young age... I concede that you are a genius. Unfortunately, you made a huge mistake by killing my people. Your death—the death of a genius—is now set in stone!”

Being at the eighth level, he knew his strength well. A seventh-level expert was like a child in front of him, not even worth mentioning.

“Cut the crap, old coot. Come here and accept your death!” Chen Fan said abruptly, pointing his iron spear at him.

Immense anger appeared on Qin Pokong’s face. His aura instantly blew up, setting off a category twenty hurricane in space. Whirring noises rang out, sweeping heaven and earth.

“You little beast, I’ll wipe out your nine generations after killing you! That’s the price you have to pay!”

Qin Pokong appeared in front of Chen Fan in a flash, as if teleporting.

His withered palm struck out. The terrifying force formed several mountains, pressing down and annihilating the ages.

“Mountain Suppressing Palm!”

This was a mid-earth tier martial skill, and he had already comprehended the intent of mountains. His palm strike was incredibly solid and powerful, like a mountain itself.

A terrifying force descended, compressing the air around Chen Fan until it was as dense as steel, restraining him with immense pressure.

Chen Fan showed no sign of panic. A faint, cold smile appeared on his face.

“Hmph, old coot, two or three months ago, I would have to resort to evading this attack, but now...”

Chen Fan jolted and the mountain force field shattered, unable to restrain him. Qin Pokong was not qualified to restrain him.

Let alone Qin Pokong, even a ninth-level expert could not do it.

“You think you can take me down with your strength? Allow me to show you what real strength looks like.

“I will show you my true strength. One attack. That’s all I need to kill an old coot like you!”

Chen Fan moved. A terrifying aura was awakened inside him.

An otherworldly space-time appeared at his back. Ancient giant elephants came galloping from within, trampling space-time, unleashing tremendous strength.

“Go to hell!” Chen Fan thrust his spear violently, shocking heaven and earth, leaving no ghosts or gods behind!

This spear combined the strength of ten thousand elephants with the Heaven Piercing Thrust, using power perfectly without any waste.

The heavy mountain pressing down on him crumbled and fell apart, torn in half by the terrifying force like a piece of paper and dissipating into nothingness.

A terrifying force descended, restraining Qin Pokong.

A look of horror appeared on his aged face. Then, he heard the spear tip piercing him.

He clearly sensed a terrifying force rushing into him, wreaking havoc inside. His organs, his dantian, and his golden core were all crushed to bits; soon, his consciousness slipped into infinite darkness.