Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 990 - Sovereign Zhuge Qingfeng

Everyone was frozen in shock.

The ocean of lightning that once blotted the sky was gone, and so was the silhouette of the lightning god, who had descended with divine might.

Was it all just a dream?

Or had Chen Fan just killed a god?

Though it was a mere silhouette, it still contained a hint of their divine might. The silhouette was like the lightning god’s incarnation. Chen Fan had torn it in half.

If that didn’t count as killing a god, what did?

Chen Fan held the tip of his spear against Zhuge Yan’s glabella, crackling with lightning. One light thrust and Zhuge Yan would be dead.

Zhuge Yan lifted his gaze, looking at Chen Fan. Feeling the destructive power dancing over his glabella, he trembled slightly, looking horrified.

He had lost!

His life was no longer in his hands.

Chen Fan looked at Zhuge Yan. Naturally, he also saw the panic and horror on Zhuge Yan’s face. The higher one stood, the more they feared death.

A bright smile appeared on Chen Fan’s face, and he said, “Rest assured, you’re considered half a host no matter what. I won’t kill you.”

The crowd shuddered. His words made it clear—if not for Zhuge Yan’s status as a host, he would already be dead, just like Tan Feng, Lei Yan, and the others.

Zhuge Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but resentment flickered across his face.

This was also a humiliation.

He, Zhuge Yan, had to rely on his status as “half a host” to save his hide. When had he ever faced such humiliation before?

“Of course, while you may be spared from death, you won’t escape punishment. Go rest in bed for a few days!”

Before his voice faded, Chen Fan struck Zhuge Yan violently with the Heaven Piercing Spear in his hand, sending him crashing into the ground with a rumble.

“Prince!”

“Zhuge Yan!”

The faces of the experts of the Sun Moon Divine Sect and the Prince Jing Mansion changed.

Someone immediately rushed over, sweeping up the heavily injured Zhuge Yan, and glared angrily at Chen Fan. “Bastard, how dare you strike so viciously!”

Chen Fan did not fear this Lesser Legendary realm expert from the Prince Jing Mansion at all. He indifferently said, “Not killing him is already merciful. No need for those glares. Go tend to his injuries. Wouldn’t want him suffering any lasting damage.”

With that, he vanished and reappeared before Huang Wuji and the others.

The Prince Jing Mansion and the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s people were shaking in anger, their faces white, but there was nothing they could do. They could only glare at Chen Fan and the others hatefully and quickly leave with Zhuge Yan.

Today, it wasn’t just Zhuge Yan—both factions had suffered utter humiliation, becoming a laughingstock.

Countless people watched as the Prince Jing Mansion and the Sun Moon Divine Sect’s people fled in a sorry state and were overwhelmed with emotions in their hearts.

Zhuge Yan had schemed to humiliate Zhuge Mingyue but in the end...

Zhuge Yan lost time and time again, getting slapped in the face by Zhuge Mingyue’s junior brothers. Even when he stepped in personally, Chen Fan left him severely injured.

A so-called peerless genius of the Sun Moon Divine Sect—reduced to a joke before Chen Fan’s group.

Were Zhuge Yan and the others worthy of being called prodigies in front of Chen Fan’s group?

“Senior Brothers and Sister, and Junior Brothers, thank you very much for today,” said Zhuge Mingyue seriously, looking at Chen Fan and the others.

Without their help, the sovereign’s faction would have lost all their face today.

Chen Fan smiled and said, “Senior Sister, we’re family. You saying that makes us think we are outsiders.”

“That’s right, Senior Sister, we’re family. Bullying you is no different from bullying us.”

Zhu Yue and the others spoke up one after another.

“Alright, the matter here is over. Saintess, Senior Brothers, Sister, and Junior Brothers, let’s go.”

Zhuge Mingyue was moved inside, silently treasuring their support. Saying more would only make it seem like they were outsiders.

Afterward, Chen Fan and the others left the coliseum.

Countless gazes fell on Chen Fan and the others’ backs as they departed, feeling deep awe inside.

Many people were lamenting in their hearts that if the sovereign wasn’t critically ill, Zhuge Mingyue’s reputation would have reached a peak today.

Unfortunately, although Chen Fan and the others helped Zhuge Mingyue save her face and even slapped Zhuge Yan ruthlessly, the sovereign’s critical illness remained unchanged. The final outcome was likely set in stone.

......

Imperial Palace, Sovereign’s Chambers:

Sovereign Zhuge Qingfeng lay on his bed in his luxurious chambers. Though he lay quietly, he still exuded a sense of majesty.

His black hair, streaked with silver, stood out sharply. However, his dignified face bore a faint smile, looking at the stunningly beautiful woman standing at his side.

He knew this person was the Medicine King Valley’s saintess. Had it not been for the Holy Spirit Ancient Nation’s past ties with her sect, this elusive power wouldn’t have sent her here in person.

Extremely few people in the outside world knew about the Medicine King Valley’s strength. They were not interested in worldly affairs, but because they excelled in refining pills and elixirs, the people of the various sects were unwilling to offend them.

Sovereign Zhuge Qingfeng’s gaze fell on Chen Fan and the others. A deep light flashed across his eyes.

Naturally, he knew that they were Zhuge Mingyue’s sibling disciples. They were indeed worthy of their reputation as the Peerless Peak’s disciples. Their presence alone spoke volumes of their temperaments.

Zhuge Qingfeng knew a bit about the academy’s Peerless Peak. He knew that only peerless monsters could join it, and ordinary geniuses and prides of heaven couldn’t even set foot inside.

This much was clear from the sheer aura Chen Fan and the others exuded.

People from the outside world said that Prince Jing, Zhuge Liuyun, had given birth to a good son, but they failed to see the vast gulf between Zhuge Yan and his daughter, Zhuge Mingyue.

Despite Zhuge Yan’s extraordinary lightning body and peerless talent, even he failed to catch the attention of Peerless Peak.

Seated by her father’s bedside, Zhuge Mingyue smiled faintly. “Father, they are my sibling disciples.”

Zhuge Qingfeng nodded slightly and smiled. “You’re all dragons and phoenixes amongst men. Mingyue often speaks of your kindness. Allow me to thank you on her behalf.”

Huang Wuji hurriedly said, “You’re overstating things, Uncle. Mingyue is our junior sister—she is family.”

Zhuge Qingfeng nodded.

Despite his illness, his majesty remained undiminished. One could only imagine the heights he had reached in his prime.

Lin Xian’er stood up and said, “The sovereign is suffering from blood poison. It lies dormant longer than any other toxin, but once awakened, its spread is terrifying. It seeps into the bloodline, circulating through the entire body. There’s no conventional cure.

“The only solution is a supreme elixir—one capable of altering the bloodline itself while granting it healing properties. Every drop of blood must become medicine and flow through him after activating it, purging the poison as it flows.”