Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 405 - Myriad Deaths Mountains

Time once again raced by, with another half-month slipping away.

Chen Fan spent the time following Wei Buyu’s advice and refined the Wind and Cloud Banners. His control over them felt as natural as an extension of his arm or a fish in water. 

The Wind and Cloud Banners were a Grade-5 treasure. Fengyunzi had lost them to Wei Buyu in a bet, which had stung deeply as Grade-5 treasures were rare even for esteemed elders like him.

Chen Fan had also successfully cultivated his first illusory primeval vessel into an illusory golden core according to the Nine Illusory Golden Core Secret Art, doubling his combat strength.

“Very well, now that I have the Wind and Cloud Banners, the Five Thousand Kilometers Displacement Talisman, and my improved cultivation, I won’t have to fear even a third-level Core Formation realm expert. I feel quite confident now.” 

A glint of determination flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

When he had first reached the Core Formation realm, the idea of undertaking this mission filled him with uncertainty. However, he now had a solid twenty to thirty percent chance of success.

“The energy within the Divine Stone of Life is immense; while I've refined a considerable amount, it's just a drop in the bucket. It can take me to the third or the fourth level.

“I only have two months left to complete the mission. I should get going to the Myriad Deaths Mountains now.”

Chen Fan emerged from his cultivation mountain and went to find Wei Buyu, informing him that he was going to the Myriad Deaths Mountains.

After a round of reminders from Wei Buyu, Chen Fan took to the skies and entered the clouds, disappearing without a trace.

Leaving the Spring Autumn Sect behind, Chen Fan soared eastward, effortlessly navigating the skies like a fish in water. 

Core Formation realm cultivators stood as elite experts in the vast Great Chu Empire. It was rare to find even one among a hundred thousand people.

With his breakthrough in cultivation, his speed has also greatly increased.

He seemed to traverse vast distances in the blink of an eye; it seemed like near-instantaneous teleportation. The Wings of Rain Dragon cut across space, as fast as lightning, streaking through the sky like a ghost.

I wonder what kind of experts from the demonic path have gathered at the Myriad Deaths Mountains? 

The mission from the Sect Leader was very dangerous. As Wei Buyu had suggested, it could very well be a suicide mission. He couldn’t afford to get careless at all.

Even though he had made sufficient preparations, the risk of an oversight due to miscalculation or distraction lingered, leading to a lifetime of regret.

Yet, he had no choice. Standing against Duan Jingtian had inevitably entangled him in the whirlpool of the Spring Autumn Sect’s internal management.

Had he not, he might have met his end long ago, never having survived to this day.

While the mission carried great danger, it also presented a significant opportunity. The Myriad Deaths Mountains served as an ancient battleground where countless powerhouses had met their end, earning it the title of a graveyard of powerhouses. 

The unique environment of the Myriad Deaths Mountains had likely given rise to numerous treasures over time.

 Even if treasures weren't abundant, defeating and refining the evil spirits there could greatly enhance his cultivation speed.

Currently, the main gap between him and Duan Jingtian was their cultivation level.

This gap needed to be compensated for with time, but he didn’t have much of it, less than eighteen months. He needed miraculous encounters to boost his cultivation rapidly if he hoped to stand a chance against Duan Jingtian. Otherwise, he would only get himself killed instantly when the time limit was up.

“Time is tight…”

Although Chen Fan was fast, moving five hundred kilometers in a flash, traveling westward toward the Myriad Deaths Mountains still consumed a lot of time.

Three days later, Chen Fan was finally in the western region.

“The Myriad Deaths Mountains should be over there.”

Chen Fan looked around in the air. The map of the Great Chu Empire surfaced in his mind. Comparing his location with the map, he found the location of the Myriad Deaths Mountains, quickly determined the direction, and flew off.

About half a day later, Chen Fan was close to the Myriad Deaths Mountains.

A dilapidated stretch of mountain range entered his vision, with some peaks shattered as if struck down by a mighty palm.

Some mountains had enormous palm prints. It seemed like some powerhouse had thrown a palm strike there, leaving their mark on it for eternity.

Some mountains had been moved from their original positions by an immense force, appearing in entirely different locations—a feat reminiscent of godly or demonic powers, leaving onlookers in awe.

Overall, the Myriad Deaths Mountains bore the scars of extensive damage, with remnants of a colossal ancient battle evident everywhere. The scale of that ancient conflict must have been terrifying.

The Myriad Deaths Mountains, despite being a minor ancient battlefield, looked grandly devastating. One can only imagine the terrifying spectacle when the powerhouses of the Nebulous Divine Palace and the Blood Heavenly Demon Sect fought.

Since this place was an ancient battlefield, many experts and powerhouses had died here. Their blood covered the lands, and the remnants of their energies entangled and corroded each other, causing the force field of this area to change.

All kinds of evil qi, like vengeful qi, death qi, corpse qi, and others shrouded the mountaintops and valleys. The environment here wasn’t the slightest bit better than the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range; it could even be said to be worse.

Moreover, Chen Fan could sense demonic qi emanating from the mountain caves, indicating the presence of powerful evil spirits within the depths of the range.

“Master said that it’s very likely that a great demonic path powerhouse from ancient times is being suppressed here. I wonder if that’s true or not.” Chen Fan’s eyes flickered, looking at Myriad Deaths Mountains.

Now that his mental strength had risen greatly, his spiritual sense had also become even stronger. He detected numerous formidable evil spirits lurking deep within the mountain crevices, preying on unsuspecting victims.

Some evil spirits’ auras were even in the Core Formation realm!

Contaminated by the evil environment, these evil spirits were very violent, vicious, and fearless. 

Chen Fan did not act rashly.

Demonic cultivators were plotting something significant in this area. If he charged in recklessly, he wouldn’t even have to worry about the demonic path cultivators, as the evil spirits and demon beasts would attack him first. 

“I wonder where those demonic path cultivators are hiding? The altered force field and treacherous environment make it challenging for me to pinpoint them. My senses have gotten stronger, but it feels like a veil is covering this area. If they do not take the initiative to expose their auras, it won’t be easy for me to find them.”

A gloomy light flashed across Chen Fan’s eyes. He took out the Wind and Cloud Banners and activated them by revolving his cultivation.

“Wind and Cloud Banners, appear!”

Immediately, the two banners whirred and a mass of clouds appeared, enveloping Chen Fan tightly. Even if Core Formation realm experts were to look over it, they would only think it was nothing more than a mass of clouds.

Not only did the Wind and Cloud Banners provide formidable defense, but they also possessed the ability to conceal their user effectively—a valuable asset in such a dangerous environment.