High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery Chapter 808 - 625: Submit or Die (Grand Finale)

"Mon, monster..."

These two words flashed through the Flaming Giant Elephant's mind.

Despite its tough skin and immense power, slaying the Five-headed Serpent Emperor would prove incredibly tough, likely leading to both sides perishing together.

Yet before this human, the Five-headed Serpent Emperor resembled a mere insect, utterly unable to fight back.

Since when had such a terrifying being emerged among humans?

Meanwhile, elsewhere, the Iron-winged Flying Dragon abruptly launched into the air, fleeing far away without a backward glance.

It felt utter terror.

Should that human dispatch the Five-headed Serpent Emperor with such ease, dealing with it wouldn't pose much challenge either.

Why delay the escape?

The instant it took off, a massive Sword Qi stretching over a thousand meters pursued relentlessly.

With a thunderous explosion, the Iron-winged Flying Dragon shattered into fragments.

Those atop the city walls stood frozen in shock once more.

This wasn't combat at all.

It amounted to a complete slaughter.

Having dispatched the pair of Beast Emperors, Chen Fan showed no alteration in his demeanor, treating the feats as minor chores.

Gathering the cultivation methods from the five major families allowed him to perfect the No Desire Technique.

Backed by this method, even his offhand attacks carried might rivaling Divine Demon-level Martial Arts.

Should he deploy full Divine Demon-level Martial Arts, the force would match that of a Martial God Level powerhouse.

Catching sight of Chen Fan's stare, the Flaming Giant Elephant's four limbs shook violently, forcing it to drop to its knees.

"Spare, spare my life."

It begged desperately.

To battle meant certain defeat.

To flee offered no chance of getaway.

Begging remained its sole option.

Witnessing this, the Golden Giant Lion nearby hastened to kneel as well.

Chen Fan extended a finger, unleashing a thousand-meter Sword Qi that struck down the Flaming Giant Elephant in a roar of reluctance.

"Gulp."

The onlookers behind gulped down saliva once again.

Strangely, a sense of desensitization crept in.

Still, beneath that lay a spark of thrill in their gazes.

Three of the four Beast Emperor Level Fierce Beasts had fallen in an instant.

This signaled the nearing conclusion of the endless clash between Yan Country's people and the Fierce Beasts, with victory tilting toward Yan Country at last.

No longer would folks dwell in constant dread, their existences teetering on the brink.

One Beast Emperor lingered, though the outcome seemed clear; caution prevailed amid fears of twists, so the crowd held their breaths, eyes fixed on the quivering Golden Giant Lion prostrated on the earth.

Beneath its form, a wide patch had grown damp.

True enough, fear had gripped it so fiercely that words of plea escaped it entirely.

"Surrender, or die."

A command rang out.

The Golden Giant Lion froze, then jerked its head up, its features etched with incredulity.

"What, must I repeat myself?"

Chen Fan inquired.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

The Golden Giant Lion wailed in elation, pounding its head against the ground in submission.

It had braced for death, mirroring the fate of those three companions.

Yet this human spared it, offering a pair of paths instead.

Did choice even enter the equation?

Surrender was the obvious pick!

Shameful survival trumped noble demise.

Besides, yielding to a superior force carried no shame.

The surrounding spectators found the display baffling.

Even they grasped the wisdom of eradicating threats fully; surely this mighty figure understood it too?

That creature was a Beast Emperor Level Fierce Beast!

Its words claimed submission, but its true intentions stayed hidden.

One day, should its strength swell, betrayal might lurk in wait.

"Very well."

Chen Fan's gaze shifted subtly.

The Golden Giant Lion paused in confusion, then upon clarity, sensed an overwhelming bond toward Chen Fan—despite the slaughter of three kin, resentment vanished from its core.

"Serve me loyally, free of hidden agendas, and freedom might await you someday. Otherwise, share their end."

"Yes, Master."

The Golden Giant Lion bowed once more, its eyes now gleaming with budding loyalty.

"By day's end, command all Fierce Beasts to withdraw to their origins, yourself included. Never cross Yan Country's boundaries again."

"Yes, Master."

The Golden Giant Lion replied, then bounded swiftly away.

This explained Chen Fan's decision to spare it.

Killing it would leave cities exposed to peril.

The numbers overwhelmed; total extermination lay beyond reach.

Far wiser to have this Beast Emperor guide the leftover Fierce Beasts.

"L-lord."

The Yunyang City Lord stammered, voice quaking, "E-everything's finished, isn't it?"

Chen Fan pivoted, eyed him briefly, swept his view over the others, and peered toward the horizon.

From there, distant lion roars reverberated.

"Yes, it's truly over."

In the hours that followed, disbelief gripped everyone across Yan Country.

The Beast Tide encircling the city ebbed away like receding waters.

Doubting trickery, some ventured out perilously to verify.

They discovered the Fierce Beasts had vanished entirely, none visible for thousands of miles.

Shock rippled through the populace, clueless to the cause.

Soon, tidings from Yunyang City began to circulate.

Among the Fierce Beasts' four Beast Emperors, three met death, one bent to submission. At the subdued one's order, the Beast Tide pulled back.

Naturally, the root lay with the subduer himself: Chen Fan.

Accompanying the reports came multiple scene videos.

For a moment, skepticism mingled with credence.

Credence stemmed from familiarity with those three Beast Emperors.

Forged videos might fool, but such vivid realism stretched plausibility.

Skepticism bloomed from Chen Fan's feats proving staggeringly unreal.

Dispelling Beast Emperors resembled mere play.

Yet if the footage rang false, how to account for the abrupt, traceless withdrawal of the city-besieging Fierce Beasts?

Only the Awakened Association's proclamation resolved the uncertainties.

Within it, the Thunder Emperor stepped forth, validating the events. In Yunyang City's clash, Chen Fan faced four foes, slew three Beast Emperors, and tamed the last. From now on, Yan Country's inhabitants could rest easy from Fierce Beast incursions. Still, space rifts dotted the outskirts, with potential intruders from other worlds, demanding ongoing vigilance.

Next, he shared joyous tidings.

Going forward, Chen Fan would release all Top-level, Peerless, and Supreme Martial Arts to the public.

These stood as full editions. Provided one's Martial Arts Realm met the threshold, access came gratis.

The revelation sparked nationwide celebration.

For common folk, banishing Fierce Beast dread marked the greatest boon.

For Martial Artists and Awakeners, flawless cultivation techniques fulfilled long-held yearnings, especially handed out freely at realm milestones.

A golden age of widespread martial pursuit loomed on the horizon.

The end.