Chapter 302 - Race of a Lifetime

Chapter 302 - Race of a Lifetime

Spiraling, the Heaven Piercing Spear ripped through space, covering a thousand steps in the blink of an eye. It threatened to kill the seventh-level Yuanfu realm man on the spot.

Whoosh, whoosh!

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. Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates

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.

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!