Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 310 - Stormy Plains

Screech, screech.

Chen Fan looked ahead and took out the map again to compare. He realized he had arrived at his destination—the Wuning Empire’s Stormy Plains. He jumped off the eagle, landed on a mountaintop, and looked around.

He spread out his senses to examine the area.

He could sense powerful energies fluctuating non-stop in the Stormy Plains, which fueled the fearsome whirlwinds tearing across the landscape.

These whirlwinds were known as Cataclysmic Dragon Gale and could kill even those at the fifth level of the Yuanfu realm. The winds could wreak havoc if unleashed elsewhere.

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo...

Chen Fan wasn’t afraid of the Cataclysmic Dragon Gale, however.

Although he had yet to recover from his injuries fully, he was about seventy to eighty percent healed. He was confident that he could kill someone at the seventh level with eighty percent of his power.

When Chen Fan leaped off the cliff and entered the Stormy Plains, some Cataclysmic Dragon Gale swept towards him.

In the distance, he could see a massive gale, capable of enveloping a mountain, hurtling towards him. Dust clouds rose from the earth, limiting the visibility. It formed terrifying vortexes of heaven and earth primeval qi everywhere it went, tearing through everything. It whipped up dust clouds, obscuring the air and forming daunting vortexes of primeval energy that tore through everything in its path.

Chen Fan immediately stopped and landed.

Suddenly, he saw several tall mountains being uprooted by the violent wind and hurled in his direction.

As he unleashed his aura, a massive mountain collided with it, resulting in a deafening crash that shook the heavens and the earth. A terrifying windstorm swept out, setting off even more gales.

The large mountain crumbled into boulders and flew away. Chen Fan was also knocked a hundred meters back, his insides churning. His expression became slightly grave.

“How exactly were the Stormy Plains formed? It\'s one thing for the Cataclysmic Dragon Gales to be as sharp as knives, but for them to also hurl massive mountains with such force is astonishing. If I were in the same state as ten days ago, this knock would have worsened my injuries.”

Chen Fan’s eyes flickered, finding it inconceivable. The Stormy Plains’ gales couldn\'t have formed naturally but must be the result of specific, unusual factors. The entire area\'s force field was chaotic.

A thought suddenly came to Chen Fan’s mind.

“Is it due to that treasure?”

Shaking his head, Chen Fan continued walking toward the heart of the Stormy Plains.

He consulted his map again, ensuring he was on the right path, and continued towards his goal.

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo.

The terrifying Cataclysmic Dragon Gale raged wildly in the Stormy Plains, occasionally sweeping mountains across the landscape. Chen Fan would use the Heaven Piercing Spear to make the entire mountain explode, reducing it to dust.

Two days later, Chen Fan reached the spot indicated on the map for the hidden treasure deep within the Stormy Plains. This area, characterized by its vast, undulating hills, seemed to be the correct location.

“This should be the right place.”

Chen Fan looked around him. As he glanced around, it became apparent that the treasure wasn’t just out there, up for grabs.

He furrowed his brow. This would turn into a wasted trip if there were no treasures.

The Cataclysmic Dragon Gale here was particularly fierce here. It could harm even those at the sixth or seventh level, significantly stronger than the winds on the outskirts of the plain.

“That’s not right. The gale seems to spread from here, with this place as the center. The energy fluctuations here are the most intense. Could the treasure be hidden underground?” Chen Fan thought aloud. He narrowed his eyes, looking at the ground underneath his feet.

From here, Chen Fan could see everything around him at a glance. He suspected that if there was any treasure, it had to be beneath the surface.

The map only roughly and vaguely indicated the treasure’s location. However, this hilly area was incredibly vast, with a radius of fifty miles, so searching for the treasure alone would be daunting.

Determined not to leave empty-handed, Chen Fan decided to continue his search.

After using some drops from the Fountain of Life and giving more than half to his father, grandfather, mother, and uncle, he only had a little more than ten drops left.

If he couldn’t get this treasure, his cultivation would run into a bottleneck for a while. Chen Fan couldn’t let that happen, as time wasn’t on his side.

More than a year had passed since Chen Fan made the three-year promise. Duan Jingtian’s cultivation was improving every day. Once he advanced into the Divine Nascent realm, it would mean that the day of Chen Fan’s doom had arrived.

“I must find it even if it means I have to dig myself to get to it!”

Chen Fan’s gaze was determined. For the current him, drilling into the ground wasn’t a difficult task at all.

With a stomp of his feet, a terrifying force erupted from his soles. The earth immediately cracked, cracks spreading outward in all directions like a winding snake.

“Open!”

Chen Fan rubbed his hands together. The Heaven Piercing Spear quickly appeared.

Gathering his strength, Chen Fan stabbed the spear into the cracks. The cracks underneath his feet widened with a rumble like a demon beast opening its mouth.

Chen Fan fell, plummeting into the cracks.

His cultivation erupted. The primeval force around him spun fiercely, transforming into a sharp awl, rotating at high speed and producing whirring noises like a drill.

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground quaked as though on the verge of an earthquake, splitting apart under the might of Chen Fan’s primeval force, propelling him further down.

He continued his descent, stopping only when he was several miles below the surface.

Here, the rocks became exceedingly dense and hard, pushing Chen Fan to his limits as he struggled to break through.

Reaching this depth signaled he could go no further down, so he began his horizontal search.

He kept moving around underground. Occasionally, he would emerge from the ground and go to another spot to dig again in search of the treasure.

Chen Fan searched for three days and three nights. In a manner of speaking, he had completely overturned the area, yet he still found nothing.

Chen Fan came out from the ground and stood on a hill with an ugly expression.

“Damn it, is this treasure map a fake? Is there no treasure hidden here at all?" Chen Fan couldn’t help but complain.

Anyone would be in a foul mood if they came up with nothing after spending so much time and energy.

Chen Fan took out the three remnant map pieces and checked them again. He sent out a burst of qi from his palm, directly turning them into powder.

Since it was fake, what use did he have for them?

Suddenly, a change occurred!