An earth-shaking shout shook the skies like a lightning strike and stopped Chen Fan from delivering the killing blow.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
From the highest platform, a commanding voice echoed, resonating with authority and power, reminiscent of an emperor who ruled with unparalleled might.
Outside the arena, the forceful cry jolted the weaker disciples. Their qi and blood churned unsteadily, and they spewed out fresh blood one after another, their faces turning pale.
A chorus of voices erupted, coming from disciples of the four major sects.
“It’s Senior Brother Duan Jingtian’s voice!”
“The Alliance Leader has shown himself.”
Recognizing the furious shout, members of the Heaven's Alliance rose to their feet, as if they were about to prostrate themselves in worship.
Duan Jingtian—someone rarely seen but widely revered.
Let alone the Spring Autumn Sect, Duan Jingtian was renowned even in the other three major secs, with quite a number of admirers.
He was just too dazzling, completely overshadowing the number one holy disciples of the other three great sects.
In the arena, Chen Fan’s qi and blood were also shaken. The circulation of his primeval force became sluggish, and his expression sank.
He didn’t expect Duan Jingtian to really appear.
Duan Jingtian hadn’t interfered when he killed Lin Qi and Liu Wuxiang, but he had shown himself now.
Yuan Kun was momentarily stunned before a gleeful smirk spread across his face. Laughing maniacally, he said, “Hahahaha, little bastard, Senior Brother Duan Jingtian is here. You’re dead! You’re dead! You want to kill me? Not a chance!”
Moments earlier, Yuan Kun had been on the brink of despair, with Chen Fan seemingly ready to end his life.
Had Duan Jingtian not intervened, Yuan Kun's fate would have been sealed.
He didn’t have to die anymore!
Chen Fan would be the one dying!
Chen Fan seized Yuan Kun by the neck, lifting him effortlessly like he was picking a chick.
He raised his head, looking through the space, and saw Duan Jingtian above, looking down on him like a godly figure.
Duan Jingtian stood tall like a heavenly god, towering over him, his eyes radiating an intense light. His hands were behind him, his back straight as if a spear was inside him, piercing through the skies.
His very presence seemed to hold up the sky, and the aura surrounding him made others want to kneel and worship him.
A boundless, oppressive force pierced through the central battlefield’s barrier and pressed down on Chen Fan.
If it weren’t for Chen Fan’s incomparably strong will and his powerful cultivation, he would have knelt on the ground as he had on Dragon Mountain Peak.
So strong! Too strong! It's like facing an ancient divine mountain, a god-king of old! I can fight against first-level Core Formation realm experts, but I'm nothing but an ant before him. Chen Fan thought, holding firm against the crushing force.
“How dare you try to harm the commander of my alliance! Who gave you the audacity? Speak!”
Even his voice seemed to suppress Chen Fan like it had heavenly might.
Chen Fan’s bones creaked out loud, but a surge of power welled up within him. He stood tall, meeting Duan Jingtian's gaze squarely.
“In this martial arts contest, where combatants risk their lives, the victor is the king, while the defeated are but thieves. Yuan Kun was no match for me; his fate was just,” said Chen Fan loudly, his voice ringing throughout the battlefield.
The countless disciples—whether from the Spring Autumn Sect or the three other great sects—heard him and were astounded.
“He dares to confront Duan Jingtian so boldly? Remarkable! Such audacity!”
The complexion of the holy disciples from the other three great sects didn’t look good due to Duan Jingtian’s pressure. Yet, Chen Fan had dared to rebuke him. He was truly a bold fool who wasn’t afraid of death.
Wei Buyu and the others also appeared from the space at the highest stand and said furiously, “Duan Jingtian, what are you trying to do? This is the Four Sects Martial Arts Competition. It’s no place for you to act presumptuously!”
Duan Jingtian shifted his gaze from Chen Fan to Wei Buyu, his tone unwavering and supremely authoritative. "And? What of it?"
Those four words encapsulated Duan Jingtian's unyielding nature.
So what if it was a martial arts competition between the four great sects?
When Duan Jingtian acted, explanations were unnecessary.
Wei Buyu’s gaze darkened. He said coldly, “So, you’re saying you don’t care one bit about the rules!”
“Hmph!” Duan Jingtian snorted coldly and said indifferently, “I established the Heaven’s Alliance, expanded its influence across the world, deterred the four seas, and annexed the lands. Who are you to lecture me on rules? I am the embodiment of order!"
“How overbearing, his tyranny knows no bounds!”
"This is the real Duan Jingtian—an unparalleled force, answerable to no one!"
The crowd’s minds shook at his proclamation; simultaneously, they felt like their blood was boiling.
Who among the other holy disciples would dare say something so rebellious?
Because of his immense strength!
“You sure are audacious, Duan Jingtian. It seems you have no respect for even our sect.” Wei Buyu’s voice was very cold as he continued, “So be it if you ignored the rules and made a move during the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land training, but this martial arts competition is about the honor of the four great sects. You have no right to meddle. If you remain obstinate, I will have no choice but to step in and suppress you!”
“Hahahaha.” Duan Jingtian laughed out loud. His laughter was like thunder, shaking the skies. “Suppress me, Duan Jingtian? With just you?”
Duan Jingtian looked at Wei Buyu disdainfully and said, “I don't mean to belittle you, Wei Buyu, but do you truly believe you have what it takes to stop me? I do want to see who dares to stop me if I make a move!”
Wei Buyu’s face turned ashen. Duan Jingtian had humiliated him—a grand elder of the Spring Autumn Sect with high status and authority—in front of countless people.
"So, you're set on defying everyone?"
“Defying everyone......”
An incomparably sharp light shot out from Duan Jingtian’s eyes. His aura surged wildly, covering the skies; everyone felt suffocated.
“Cut the crap. This little bastard killed my Heaven’s Alliance’s executives. There’s no way I will spare him today. Whoever stands in my way is my enemy, and only death awaits them!”