Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 926 - Difficulty Moving Forward

Under the gazes of the crowd, Chen Fan entered the Sacred Demon Palace Hall.

Inside, the cultivators continued their tasks, utterly unfazed by the outside world—as if nothing could disturb them.

Chen Fan understood why very soon.

When he entered, countless lines of laws had seemingly erupted around him, centering on him like the rules of the Great Dao had descended. They wove together wildly, binding him in place and rendering him immobile.

“This...”

Chen Fan wanted to move but couldn’t. A single step into the hall had trapped him in its laws.

The onlookers were not surprised; they knew the Sacred Demon Palace Hall’s nature. This was the demonic mountain’s sacred ground—a place of terror and power.

To Chen Fan, the hall transformed. No longer a crumbling ruin, it now radiated the perfect power of the Great Dao’s laws, forming a dazzling, complete macrocosm.

If he could not comprehend these laws, he couldn’t advance—forever stuck at the first step.

“You can’t enter the Sacred Demon Palace Hall so easily. Now you’ll understand the terror of the sacred grounds!” said a demonic cultivator icily.

Many had never stepped into the sacred grounds of the demonic mountain before. Its fierce reputation was enough to scare off even the most outstanding prides of heaven.

The hall was filled with the power of Great Dao laws; if one could comprehend them, they were effectively opening their path to the Legendary realm. Even in the worst-case scenario, they would be removing a few obstacles from that path.

However, the laws were so terrifying that they could easily destroy a person.

Take Chen Fan’s experience condensing his Martial Soul, for example. The faint, indistinct streak of law he encountered back then was so powerful that even a slight touch nearly disintegrated his finger.

Had he not pulled back in time, the law’s power would have crushed him entirely.

Although Chen Fan was much stronger now, the Great Dao laws here were also much clearer and more powerful. If he tried to break free by force, the law binding him would annihilate him.

He knew escape was impossible—any misstep would reduce him to dust.

The other cultivators in the hall, bound by the same laws, stood motionless like statues.

Fear gripped Chen Fan’s heart.

The first-generation Lord of Myriad Demons established the Sacred Demon Palace Hall and fused the laws with the structure itself. To outsiders, this hall was both a deadly trap and a treasure trove of supreme power.

No wonder the demonic mountain housed so many experts—the thousands of demon palace halls were undoubtedly linked to this sacred place.

“Destruction and opportunity.” Chen Fan calmed his mind and immersed himself in the world before him. The infinite lines of law transformed into the Great Dao’s power.

This place held profound significance, even for Legendary realm apex experts.

Each line of law birthed unique powers and divine techniques—manifestations of the Dao of heaven and earth.

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Chen Fan closed his eyes. His Martial Soul blossomed, communicating with heaven and earth. Everything in the surroundings appeared in his mind with unparalleled clarity.

The power of laws flowed, transforming into divine abilities and binding Chen Fan.

In the palace hall, countless interwoven laws constantly developed, generating destructive powers. If one were slightly careless and touched those destructive powers, they would very likely perish.

Because of this, even some of the most outstanding prides of heaven on the demonic mountain, like the Demonic Child of Darkness, did not dare to step inside.

Most only dared to step inside after they reached the high-level Manifestation realm, when their Martial Souls were more attuned to heaven and earth, and their understanding of the laws had deepened.

For someone like Chen Fan, at only the first-level Manifestation realm, entering the Sacred Demon Palace Hall was unheard of—a historic event on the demonic mountain.

Many waited for him to make a fool of himself.

So what if Chen Fan entered the Sacred Demon Palace Hall? He was destined to perish under the laws’ overwhelming power.

However, they were destined to be disappointed.

Chen Fan’s Martial Soul was extraordinary; even when he first condensed it, he could perceive a streak of law. It was stronger than ninety-nine percent of high-level Manifestation realm experts.

Moreover, he had touched a law before and undergone law cleansing, making the laws far less enigmatic to him than to others.

Time passed quickly, and three months went by in the blink of an eye.

Throughout this period, numerous demonic cultivators watched the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, eager to see how Chen Fan would fare.

One day, the gazes of the crowd shrunk violently.

Chen Fan had slowly lifted his feet and taken a step forward.

“Die!”

The crowd’s irises shrunk violently, anticipating the power of law descending and killing Chen Fan.

However, no matter how they waited, they were destined to be disappointed.

Chen Fan still stood there, safe and sound.

“How is this possible? He’s only in the first-level Manifestation realm, it’s only been three months, and he’s comprehended so many laws? How could that be possible?”

“Exactly! We can’t even see the laws if we enter, let alone comprehend them. How did he manage it?”

“This is unbelievable. A monster, a peerless monster!”

“How frightening. Even peak Manifestation realm experts who entered earlier haven’t moved, yet this brat is already advancing after three months!”

Outside the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, a commotion broke out. His single step had given many the biggest shock of their lives.

After all, inside the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, taking even a single step was difficult—especially for someone of Chen Fan’s cultivation level.

“Lucky guy,” said some demonic cultivator with jealousy, attributing Chen Fan’s achievement to luck.

However, was it really just luck?

Soon, Chen Fan left everyone dumbstruck again.

If taking a step forward was luck, then what about two steps, three steps, or even more?

Although Chen Fan’s movement was very slow, the Sacred Demon Palace Hall no longer seemed capable of restraining him. The sight made the demonic cultivators’ faces pale.

Time flew by—a year passed.

Chen Fan continued moving forward, overtaking someone who had entered before him.

Many people outside had a sharp glint in their eyes. Some demonic cultivators’ disdainful attitude had turned into seriousness.

Gu Ling, Cao Shi, and the others were also among the crowd. They looked at the figure slowly moving forward inside before exchanging glances with one another speechlessly.

If he was on par with them during the Demonic Child Selection Battle, he had already left them in the dust.

Chen Fan wasn’t much stronger than them; his comprehension of the laws was just way better.

They could not even see the laws, let alone comprehend them.

On the other hand, he could see and comprehend the laws.

The difference was like heaven and earth. It was unimaginable.

A self-admittedly absurd thought sprouted in the minds of many demonic cultivators.

He won’t really walk into the depths of the sacred grounds, will he?