Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 654 - Flood Dragon Fist Scripture

Boom, boom!

Explosions rang out nonstop in the underground hall.

“Roar, roar!”

The Flood Dragon Corpse Demons roared in fury, their might filling the air, but it did nothing to intimidate Chen Fan and the others. Their spiritual wisdom was beaten out of them, turning them into loot for the group.

In no time, the crowd had divided the twenty or so Flood Dragon Corpse Demons among themselves.

Without wasting a moment, Chen Fan began collecting the flood dragon blood essence.

The essence was valuable to him, capable of strengthening his Hegemonic Golden Body, making him even stronger. So, he couldn’t let this opportunity go.

A massive hand shot out, trying to seize the entire blood pool.

Whoosh!

“Audacious!” The Third Dragon Lord roared in anger, unleashing a divine light attack.

He, too, had set his sights on the flood dragon blood essence.

“Brat, you are too greedy. You’re like a snake trying to swallow an elephant—courting death!”

The revered elder, the seventh young master, and the others followed suit, trying to take the flood dragon blood essence.

Rumble!

Several powerful forces clashed, shaking the entire underground hall violently.

Chen Fan quickly realized that monopolizing the blood pool was impossible with the others present, so he abandoned the idea of claiming it all.

The fight broke out as everyone scrambled for the flood dragon blood essence, each using their abilities to seize what they could.

Soon, they also divided up the blood pool among themselves.

Boom, crack, crack!

Suddenly, a loud rumble echoed through the chamber. The ground trembled violently, and the now-empty blood pool sank deeper into the earth.

A stone platform slowly emerged from the pit, revealing a book resting atop it. Four bold characters on its cover read: Flood Dragon Fist Scripture.

While none could discern the exact tier of the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture, its placement here strongly suggested it was of heaven-tier quality—something rare and highly coveted.

Everyone’s gazes turned fiery in an instant, and even their breathing sped up, looking straight at the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture.

“Hmph, I possess a true dragon’s bloodline, and I discovered the Flood Dragon Grotto. There is no question—the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture belongs to me. Only someone like me, with a dragon's heritage, is worthy of mastering it,” said the Third Dragon Lord; simultaneously, he flew straight toward the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture, wanting to seize it.

“That’s rich! You think it’s yours just because you say so?” scoffed the Seventh Young Master.

Without hesitation, he, the revered elder, and the others unleashed their power as they rushed toward the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture.

How precious was a heaven-tier martial art!

It was a treasure so rare that even overlord forces like the True Martial Academy had only a few, with limited access to them. For martial artists, having such a martial art was a game-changer, capable of boosting their combat prowess beyond fellow cultivators at the same cultivation level.

Although Chen Fan had already learned one heaven-tier martial art, Green Lotus Sword Scripture, he would not mind adding another to his repertoire.

If a heaven-tier martial art was placed in the outside world, it would immediately bring about a bloody storm.

“You’re asking to die! This Flood Dragon Fist Scripture is mine, how dare you people try to seize it?! You deserve to die a thousand times!” bellowed the Third Dragon Lord, his fury igniting. The might of his true dragon bloodline exploded, his aura surging to terrifying heights, shaking the entire underground hall.

However, everyone present were extraordinary figures. Who among them did not come across their fair share of fortuitous encounters and opportunities?

“Third Dragon Lord, mere words can’t decide the ownership of the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture,” the Seventh Young Master scoffed, waving his hand. A mountain range formed and pressed toward the Third Dragon Lord.

Rumble!

The Third Dragon Lord lifted his arm to the sky. A dragon claw formed, shredding this mountain range to pieces and reducing it into primeval qi of heaven and earth.

Immediately afterward, it tore through space violently and struck down, aiming to kill the Seventh Young Master.

“Whoever dares to seize my Flood Dragon Fist Scripture, know this: the Dragon God Army will hunt you to the ends of the earth until death!” roared the Third Dragon Lord angrily. His aura kept soaring, becoming very terrifying.

Even when they were fighting for the Dragon Marrow previously, the Third Dragon Lord hadn’t activated his bloodline power. For the first time, he unleashed the full power of his true dragon bloodline, making it clear that the scripture belonged to him.

“Dragon God Army? It might be able to threaten others, but against us? It’s not qualified!” The revered elder sneered coldly, not caring about the Third Dragon Lord’s threat at all.

In front of a heaven-tier martial art, the threat of the Dragon God Army was nothing.

“You two, be careful. Find an opportunity to retreat. This fight is not something you can participate in,” said Chen Fan to Qiu Yuexin and Xiao Zhen before joining the fray.

Qiu Yuexin and Xiao Zhen knew all too well that they were no match for the terrifying powers at play. Staying would only burden Chen Fan.

While they too coveted the ancient martial art, they understood their limits. Even if they obtained it, it would bring disaster upon them as they were not strong enough to protect it.

Woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo.

Pop, pop. Pop, pop, pop.

Boom, boom. Boom, boom, boom!

In an instant, the entire underground hall turned into a battlefield. A bitter and chaotic fight broke out.

In here, everyone was an enemy.

“Ahhh, you people are courting death! You really are courting death! How dare you people stop me from obtaining the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture, you deserve to die!” The Third Dragon Lord was completely enraged. His eyes turned bloodshot. His attacks were so terrifying that the space trembled non-stop, struggling to contain them.

“The Flood Dragon Fist Scripture belongs to this old man!” The revered elder broke through the blockade and appeared next to the stone platform. He was about to smash the boundary and get his hands on the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture.

“Old man, you think you can fight with us?” said Chen Fan as his sword cleaved toward the revered elder, sending a sharp, cutting wind through the hall.

The sharp aura seemed as if it would cut the world in half as it slashed toward the revered elder violently.

The revered elder was caught off guard by Chen Fan’s sudden and terrifying sword qi attack. He couldn’t react in time, so his outreached arm was severed.

“Ah!” The revered elder let out a miserable scream.

“Go to hell!” Chen Fan stabbed violently toward the revered elder’s head with his halberd, aiming to slay him.

The revered elder instantly sensed a deadly intent shrouding him. He got chills all over and immediately retreated with all his strength.

Chen Fan did not pursue him. After forcing the revered elder back, he stabbed out with the Purgatory Divine Halberd, shattering the boundaries around the stone platform and lifted it out.

“This Flood Dragon Fist Scripture is mine!” Chen Fan’s eyes flickered fiercely as he was about to get his hands on the martial art manual.

But things were far from over.

“Thinking of getting the Flood Dragon Fist Scripture? You’re still a bit lacking!”

Xiao Yan unleashed a sea of flames, his intent clear: turn Chen Fan into ashes.