Fate-Defying Demon Emperor-Chapter 109: Ning Feifan’s Moment of Glory

Cultivators at the Heavenly Human Realm were essentially all Inner Sect Disciples. Although not as numerous as the Outer Sect Disciples, there were still one to two thousand of them.

At this moment, the crowd surged like a tide, quickly rushing toward the hundred battle platforms. Soon after, a fierce battle for possession erupted.

Despite his portly figure, Ning Feifan moved with incredible agility. He was like a plump catfish weaving through the crowd, swiftly making his way to a battle platform. Ning Feifan, at the Third Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm, knew his own limits. He didn’t yearn for the highest golden battle platform, having set his sights on an ordinary one from the very beginning.

Forget the Earth Rank Martial Technique; I just have to get my hands on the Superior Grade Spirit Stones.

However, before he could seize a platform, someone attacked. The assailant was strong, a Fifth Layer Heavenly Human Realm cultivator two full layers above Ning Feifan, who was immediately beaten back.

"Fatso, you crossed our Tianxuan Peak, and now you think you can take a battle platform? Keep dreaming!"

The attacker, a disciple from Tianxuan Peak, glared at Ning Feifan with blazing eyes, his expression filled with glee.

They’re both disciples of Yaoguang Peak. We can’t beat Su Han, but surely we can handle this Ning Feifan?

"So you’re one of the losers my boss beat," Ning Feifan grinned, showing no anger. "Nice Storage Ring you’ve got there... I like it!"

His words infuriated the Tianxuan Peak disciple, who immediately lunged at him.

"Mysterious Rank High-Level Martial Technique: Fish Gliding Step!"

Ning Feifan possessed a masterful movement technique. With a twist of his obese frame, he dodged the attack and vanished into the crowd.

There are plenty of other fish in the sea. Why get fixated on a single battle platform?

Soon, Ning Feifan arrived at another platform. But just as he was about to ascend, a fiery Fist Blaze struck from behind, like a fireball that made his back feel as if it were about to be charred. He quickly drew his giant axe and spun around, unleashing a counter-attack with the full might of his Third Layer Heavenly Human Realm cultivation.

CLANG!

The axe clashed with the Fist Blaze. Sparks flew and shockwaves roared, but Ning Feifan couldn’t withstand the force and was sent flying.

"Fatso, you were running your mouth that day! Let’s see you try that now that Su Han isn’t here to protect you!" another Tianxuan Peak disciple appeared. His Sixth Layer Heavenly Human Realm power completely overwhelmed Ning Feifan.

"Tianxuan Peak is a joke! My boss and I will flatten your entire peak sooner or later!" Ning Feifan retorted, using the Fish Gliding Step once more to flee while hurling insults.

Luckily, the chaos caused by so many people competing for the platforms allowed Ning Feifan to escape once again. But wherever he tried to claim a platform, he ran into disciples from Tianxuan Peak—sometimes more than one. And when these disciples saw Ning Feifan, they reacted as if they had seen their parents’ murderer. They abandoned the battle platforms entirely and converged to hunt him down.

"Damn it, are you all rabid dogs, hell-bent on chasing me?!" Ning Feifan yelled as he fled, cursing and taunting. "A bunch of useless mutts! The next time my boss and I visit Tianxuan Peak, we’ll plunder you all blind and not even leave you with a pair of underwear! Fine, I’ll fight you all today! If I can’t get a battle platform, then nobody can!"

Dozens of Tianxuan Peak disciples were already on his tail. They hated Su Han to the bone, and this hatred extended to his allies. Naturally, they were not going to let Ning Feifan off the hook.

Thus, a bizarre spectacle unfolded amidst the heated Sect Competition: instead of fighting for the platforms, a huge crowd of disciples was chasing a single person—Ning Feifan. His wish to make a name for himself came true, but not by seizing a battle platform. Instead, he became the center of attention by being hunted down in the middle of the grand competition, a sight that was indelibly etched into everyone’s mind.

Standing in the crowd, Su Han’s brow furrowed slightly. He had been prepared for Ning Feifan to be targeted, but he had not expected the Tianxuan Peak disciples to abandon the competition entirely just to hunt him down.

"Mysterious Rank High-Level Martial Technique: Wind Spiral Slash!"

At that moment, sharp gusts of wind transformed into wind blades, slicing through the air as they flew toward Ning Feifan. The wind blades were as sharp as knives. There was not just one; over a hundred of them converged into a wind spiral that blasted toward Ning Feifan.

The one who attacked was none other than Wang Ziming of Tianxuan Peak. He was a powerful Seventh Layer Heavenly Human Realm expert and a prodigy on the Qingyun Leaderboard. His strength was far beyond what Ning Feifan could hope to withstand.

Shocked, Ning Feifan quickly employed his defensive techniques while activating a Defensive Spirit Talisman from his Storage Ring to block the attack. Although Wang Ziming had been no match for Su Han, he was an undeniable prodigy compared to others. His Wind Spiral Slash tore through Ning Feifan’s layers of defense and struck him squarely.

"Ah!"

A scream escaped Ning Feifan’s lips. His portly body plummeted from the sky like a bird with broken wings. Wounds burst open on his body, splattering blood in a conspicuous spray.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Su Han’s eyes, and he was about to intervene. As a Heavenly Human Realm cultivator, he was naturally qualified to participate. He had simply chosen not to in order to preserve his strength. But Ning Feifan was his man, now being hunted by Tianxuan Peak because of his association with Su Han. He could not simply stand by and do nothing.

However, just as Su Han was about to act, the injured Ning Feifan twisted his body mid-fall. He narrowly avoided crashing into the ground and, moving like a slippery fish, used the momentum to shake off Wang Ziming. In terms of raw strength, Ning Feifan was no match for Su Han. But when it came to cunning, Su Han was the inferior one.

"You won’t escape!"

A cold light flared in Wang Ziming’s eyes as he gave chase, but Ning Feifan had already slipped away. His Fish Gliding Step made him as slippery as an eel, impossible to catch. In the end, Ning Feifan even managed to snag an ordinary battle platform that others had overlooked.

When the competition finally concluded, Ning Feifan had secured a battle platform, while Wang Ziming and the others had gained nothing. Their faces were dark and incredibly unsightly.

The dust settled, and a boastful Ning Feifan shot a middle finger at Wang Ziming and his cohort. "You mad dogs of Tianxuan Peak, how’d you enjoy choking on my farts?"

Ning Feifan’s words provoked all the Tianxuan Peak disciples. They glared back, wishing they could tear him to shreds, but Ning Feifan was utterly unmoved. He simply raised another middle finger.

In the end, Ning Feifan successfully claimed his prize of one hundred Superior Grade Spirit Stones. First place in the Heavenly Human Realm competition, however, went to Ye Chen of Tianxuan Peak.

Ning Feifan returned to Su Han’s side, simultaneously boasting about his achievements and tending to his wounds. Soon after, the Sect Competition for the Phenomenon Realm began. The top disciples of the various Spirit Peaks, though also in the Phenomenon Realm, did not participate, instead yielding the opportunity to others. After another round of fierce battles, the Phenomenon Realm matches also came to an end.

At this point, the entire Sect Competition was over. However, the crowd did not disperse. Instead, all eyes turned in unison to fall upon Su Han and Qian Yuan.

The Sect Competition was over. The duel of Life and Death was about to begin.

Su Han vs. Qian Yuan—who would live and who would die?