Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 793 - Defeat

Chapter 793 - Defeat

Only those who witnessed the fight firsthand could truly grasp the immense power of Chen Fan and Wanxin’s combat abilities.

Although they were still in the Heavenly Star realm, their combat strengths had already reached the Manifestation realm.

Facing Chen Fan, who had unleashed his full strength, Wanxin was under enormous pressure, seemingly reaching his limits.

Boom, boom, boom...

The heavenly demon’s large hand seal dissipated, but Chen Fan continued attacking.

Terrifying waves of Fist Wills tore through the heavens, striking relentlessly at the Six-Character Great Bright Mantra. The attacks left it teetering on the brink of collapse.

The heavenly demon’s large hand seal earlier was truly too powerful. Despite the mantra’s empowerment by the Buddhist beads, its golden light had dimmed from that one palm strike. Cracks now marred the once-pristine ancient characters.

Under the bombardment of Chen Fan’s storm-like Fist Wills, the mantra’s defenses were crumbling further. Crack after crack spread across the six ancient characters, accompanied by the grating sound of breaking.

Wanxin no longer looked calm; now he wore a grave expression.

“Haaa.” Wanxin sighed, pressing his palms together. In Sanskrit, he said, “Dharma Body as One, Eternally Unmoved!”

The golden Buddhist light on Wanxin suddenly withdrew completely.

Boom, boom. boom...

A series of resounding booms came from within Wanxin.

Several resplendent halos materialized behind his head, resonating with the Great Dao of heaven and earth. Wanxin exuded an aura as if he embodied the heavens themselves.

Boom, crack!

Finally, the six ancient characters crumbled under Chen Fan’s attacks. Wanxin was left fully exposed before him.

The world was silent, as everyone focused on the ultimate showdown.

At the start, Wanxin had held the absolute advantage, suppressing Chen Fan.

But as the battle progressed, both fighters revealed their trump cards, pushing each other to their limits.

Now, Wanxin had undergone another transformation. The golden Buddhist light that once enveloped him was gone.

Still, the crowd could feel the power rumbling inside him. The halos behind his head shone brighter than ever, symbols of his harmony with the Dao and his vision of the true Buddha.

The spatial arena seemed to enclose a timeless clash—a Buddha versus a demon god.

The crowd’s hearts were beating fiercely as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

It was clear to all that the next exchange of blows might determine the victor and bring this epic duel to its conclusion.

Yet, no one dared to predict the outcome.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Wanxin stepped forward.

A heartbeat later, an equally thunderous step echoed as Chen Fan advanced.

The two rushed toward one another simultaneously.

The spatial arena shook, seemingly about to shatter.

The two titanic figures met, appearing like ancient gods clashing in the heavens.

Wanxin raised his arm and punched. A tidal wave of Buddhist power swept across the battlefield, layers of radiant light revealing the silhouettes of countless Buddhas.

This punch resonated with heaven and earth. An incomparably berserk storm raged toward Chen Fan as if all the power of the heavens had fused into this punch.

As the punch struck out, thousands of Buddhas followed and threw out their punches simultaneously. Thousands of fist lights were born, blasting toward Chen Fan, carrying an overwhelming power that could annihilate the void.

Wrapped in overwhelming demonic might, Chen Fan promptly also threw a punch.

A demon god appeared behind him. This demon god opened its eyes, looking down on the world like it was the one true supreme.

The demon god raised its arm. Billions of rays of demonic light coursed on it and blasted out, fusing with Chen Fan’s punch.

In the void, the golden and dark golden Fist Wills collided, igniting the arena with raw, destructive energy that seemed ready to tear the space apart.

As the two punches made contact, a devastating hurricane erupted, sweeping across heaven and earth.

Clang!

A sound echoed in the world.

The thousands of Buddha silhouettes around Wanxin disintegrated as though struck by a cataclysmic force, vanishing in unison.

On the other hand, Chen Fan’s arm trembled slightly.

Without any hesitation, the two fighters unleashed their second punches. The resulting collision was so loud that many spectators felt their eardrums on the verge of rupturing.

Then, a third punch, fourth punch, fifth punch...

Heaven and earth shook with each collision. The crowd’s hearts would also pound heavily along with it.

Boundless demonic Fist Will rushed toward Wanxin. The layers of light behind Wanxin’s head flickered, erupting with terrifying strength and empowering Wanxin.

The two seemed to have descended into madness, battering each other over and over.

“Break!” Wanxin roared as he sent out another punch, wanting to push Chen Fan back.

But Chen Fan’s punches only grew fiercer. The demonic aura around him intensified, stacking endlessly. The demon god's silhouette seemed to have opened a space-time tunnel, lending him the primordial strength of the demon god from realms unknown.

Boom!

The air exploded, and the space tumbled.

Chen Fan’s overwhelming punch pierced through Wanxin’s defense, shattering his strike and sending him hurtling through the air.

He stood still like a demon god.

“It’s time to end this,” said Chen Fan.

He crossed over the sky, appearing above Wanxin in a flash. His demonic might exploded, enveloping the world.

Behind Chen Fan, the silhouette of the demon god rose, soaring into the clouds.

The demonic might converged in the sky, and evil shrieks and hissings seemed to envelop the world.

Wanxin felt an extremely overbearing oppressive force.

His expression changed drastically. Stepping into the void, he reached out his palm and struck out, launching several Buddhist seals and blasting them toward Chen Fan.

Chen Fan extended his hand, sending out a palm strike downward that seemed to be surrounded by demonic sounds that shook people’s hearts. The demon god behind him also extended its palm and pressed down.

In this instant, heaven and earth lost their colors, leaving only the palm strike Chen Fan sent out.

In the arena, the sound of earth-shaking collisions rang out. Each collision caused the crowd’s hearts to beat heavily.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Wanxin’s radiant palm seal was consumed entirely by the demonic force, shattering like fragile glass.

The suppression was absolute. The halos of divine light behind Wanxin’s head, symbols of his Buddhist power, disintegrated one by one.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth trembled. With a thunderous crash, Wanxin was hurled from the skies like a falling star, his body slamming into the arena below.

Seeing this scene, countless people muttered in their hearts.

It’s over.

Their gazes shifted toward Chen Fan, who was in the air. They felt somewhat dreamy. This final battle was like a dream; it was too shocking.

In the very beginning, there was probably no one who thought that Chen Fan would be the final victor, except for those from the Peerless Peak.

But Chen Fan had turned into a demon god, suppressing heaven and earth, and thoroughly suppressed the Buddha that was Wanxin, defeating him.