Qi Mu was scared.
He was a half-emperor, known for his Death Blade.
Although he wasn't among the first residents of the Mad Realm, he was an early and formidable existence to reach the half-emperor realm.
For a hundred thousand years, though his progress was slow, he had been progressing.
How could he have imagined that a young man, newly ascended to half-emperor, would possess such strength?
"Are there truly such monstrous talents in this world?" His terrified gaze was filled with bitterness.
He had always believed that although he wasn't as powerful as those in the central domain, he would still be among the top existences if he left the Mad Realm.
He could have left the Mad Realm, but he was unwilling, wanting to seize the final opportunities.
Now... he regretted it.
Behind him, Chen Fan did not pursue but watched from afar.
"Hoo."
Qi Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked up at the spatial rift that had yet to dissipate: "Should I go out now?"
With his current strength, he could completely break through.
Once outside, even if he faced the tribulation, he was confident he could survive.
He was a half-emperor, not an ordinary person.
Furthermore, he held so much vitality, enough to resurrect.
He glanced back again; the other party hadn't pursued him.
"No, I can't leave like this."
Ultimately, he was still unwilling to give up the destructive origin of the Mad Realm's collapse.
He needed it, everyone needed it.
"So... I'll take a gamble."
...
Qi Mu fled frantically, continuously absorbing the vitality in his hands to heal his injuries.
His embryonic Imperial Palace had collapsed, but it could be reformed.
The only loss was half of his physical body and soul.
As for his subordinates, he didn't care at all.
They were mere embellishments; if they were gone, he'd find others, he wasn't short of people.
In the distance...
Chen Fan's face held a smile.
Above his head, the void rift was slowly healing.
"Soon."
Chen Fan's face held a smile.
His body vanished in an instant, appearing in the battlefield below.
In the battlefield, a subordinate was facing the impact of an enemy's self-destruction.
"Boom."
The opponent self-destructed.
Faced with a desperate situation, the opponent had also become fierce.
Even in death, he wanted to take his enemy with him.
Yan Meng despaired.
Her power, in the end, was insufficient.
Watching the self-destruction hurricane engulf her, she could only smile bitterly.
It was over.
"What is the Immortal Realm like?" Yan Meng's heart was filled with longing.
She was born in the Mad Realm, the day she was born, the sky was a hazy gray, on the verge of collapse.
She had never seen light and longed to see true light.
The appearance of the City Lord had given her hope.
Unfortunately, she didn't have the fortune.
As the destructive storm was about to tear her apart, though unwilling, she could only await death.
However...
Just as she prepared to close her eyes.
A figure suddenly appeared before her. A not-so-broad back, standing there, suppressed the destructive storm.
It seemed that in front of that silhouette, the storm dissipated on its own.
"You cannot die."
Chen Fan slowly turned around, looking at Yan Meng, and smiled, "The Immortal Realm is beautiful, it's full of sunshine there, you can go see it yourself..."
"City Lord..." Yan Meng was ecstatic.
The City Lord, he saved me?
All of this felt like a dream.
Chen Fan smiled, "I like your abilities very much. Cultivate well. You are still too weak now. I will let you glimpse, for now, just how powerful your abilities truly are."
The more than two thousand people from Tiandang Mountain had merged into the river of rules. Although most were overlapping, there were some rules and great daos that even Chen Fan found exciting.
Yan Meng's abilities were among them.
"Buzz."
Chen Fan's figure instantly vanished.
Yan Meng was stunned. Teleportation?
That's right, this was her great dao of rules. It was just that she was too weak now, and her power hadn't been fully developed.
And Chen Fan had experienced the power of this rule even earlier.
Chen Fan disappeared from Yan Meng's sight.
When he reappeared, he was already at the horizon.
That was the horizon in Yan Meng's eyes...
...
Ahead.
Qi Mu was fleeing frantically.
Just as he thought he had escaped.
"Boom."
A fist, appearing abruptly in front of him.
Qi Mu was stunned. He saw the face behind the fist.
"Chen Fan?"
Qi Mu despaired.
Why, you clearly weren't pursuing, yet you appeared here.
"Boom."
There was no answer.
The Hundred Paths Fist, a single thunderous blow.
With a 'bang,' Qi Mu's head vanished.
The Hundred Paths erosion destroyed Qi Mu's physical body and soul.
"Ah..."
A shrill scream echoed through heaven and earth.
In the sky, Qi Mu's soul figure suddenly appeared.
Carrying deep unwillingness, with a 'bang,' it completely collapsed.
Heaven and earth instantly churned.
Another half-emperor had fallen.
In a single day, two half-emperors had fallen successively.
Countless gazes turned their attention.
"Chii."
Chen Fan casually grabbed, and the vitality that had been depleted gathered in his palm.
At the same time, the shattered rules began to dissipate.
"Shatter for me."
Another punch was thrown.
"Boom."
The death rule of the Black Blade shattered.
"Ah."
Qi Mu's figure actually walked out of the Black Blade's rules.
His eyes were filled with despair, roaring with unwillingness, "Why must you pursue me to the death?"
As long as the rules didn't dissipate, he still had a chance to be reborn.
But now, even the traces within the rules were shattered by Chen Fan.
This time, he was truly annihilated.
The Burial Ground had a chance, but he did not.
"Rumble."
Blood rained from the sky.
Qi Mu was completely annihilated, but the Burial Ground was not.
...
"Heh heh."
Chen Fan smiled faintly, turned around, and looked at Yan Meng.
His body vanished from the horizon and reappeared before Yan Meng: "Now do you know how powerful your abilities truly are?"
Teleportation.
When he first saw that rule, constantly appearing and disappearing in the river of rules, he was shocked.
Teleportation, it had detached itself from the rule of speed and appeared independently.
That rule was now a special fish in the river of rules.
Human rules, demon beast rules, chaotic rules... all could enter.
One moment at the origin of the river, the next at its end.
Chen Fan felt that without considering the news of divine artifacts, stepping out of the Mad Realm now, with just the advancement to half-emperor and this rule of teleportation, was already a huge gain.
These people could all die, but Yan Meng could not.
"City Lord."
Yan Meng was still in disbelief: "Is this... truly my great dao of rules?"
"Of course."
Chen Fan nodded with utmost certainty.
Besides you, who else could it be?
Yan Meng was immediately shocked.
She knew her own rules.
She could only move within a small range. Although her speed was slightly faster than others, she couldn't sustain long-distance pursuits.
She had thought her abilities weren't that strong.
But now, the half-emperor City Lord had proven to her, with facts, how powerful this great dao was.
Just now, when the City Lord appeared abruptly, Qi Mu hadn't even reacted before he was killed.
At this moment, Yan Meng's heart was filled with ecstasy.
Too strong.
She saw her future path.
"Thank you, City Lord, for fulfilling this." Yan Meng was about to kneel.
Chen Fan stopped her, raising his hand, and a shattered rule appeared.
This was Qi Mu's dao.
"Devour it, and quickly become stronger."