Fate-Defying Demon Emperor-Chapter 166: Inescapable Trouble

Senior Brother Qian Xuan was dead?

The world fell silent. Everyone’s expressions and movements froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button on a video. All eyes converged on Senior Brother Qian Xuan’s body.

This was the Star of Tianxuan Peak, the first on the Qingyun Ranking, a powerhouse of the Physique Realm—Senior Brother Qian Xuan!

How could he have been killed? How dared Su Han kill him?

For a moment, everyone’s breath caught in their throats; even their heartbeats seemed to stop. No one could accept this reality. In their minds, Senior Brother Qian Xuan was a god, he was perfection, he was invincible. But now, that illusion had been shattered into a million pieces.

Looking at Senior Brother Qian Xuan’s body, pierced through by the spear, an uncontrollable rage surged from the depths of their hearts—the hysteria that follows the collapse of one’s faith.

"You dared to kill Senior Brother Qian Xuan! I’ll kill you and make you accompany him in death!"

"Senior Brother Qian Xuan was my idol! You killed him! I’ll eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

"AAAH! The hatred! Su Han, you and I cannot exist under the same sky!"

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted with a roar far more intense and ferocious than before. An indescribable fury exploded like a volcano from all corners of the square. Nearly every disciple, as if driven mad, charged frantically toward Su Han. With over ten thousand disciples from the Seven Stars Sect, their combined spit alone could have drowned him, let alone the fact that they were all skilled Martial Artists.

At this moment, Su Han was battered and bruised. Forget facing ten thousand people, he couldn’t even fend off a single outer sect disciple. The human tide surged, and his life hung by a thread.

"HUMPH!"

Just then, a cold snort boomed like a bolt from the blue. The terrifying soundwave made the disciples’ eardrums ache and their heads pound as if they would split apart. A bolt of Thunder Light descended from the sky, enveloping Su Han and pulling him into the air to land beside Lei Ming. In that brief instant, Su Han moved with lightning speed to collect Qian Xuan’s corpse. Setting aside the Storage Ring, the body itself was of immeasurable value. If his Devouring Heaven Demonic Art consumed it, he could gain another unique Origin Source.

"Victory is victory and defeat is defeat. Are you trying to murder the winner?" Lei Ming’s eyes widened with rage. The terrifying pressure of the Supreme Realm burst forth, crashing down on the disciples like a thunderstorm. It suppressed them heavily, restoring a sliver of clarity to their frenzied minds.

Nevertheless, a great many disciples still glared at Su Han, their eyes burning with a rage so intense it looked as if they wanted to swallow him whole. Senior Brother Qian Xuan was their idol, their faith, their spiritual pillar. Today, Su Han had destroyed their faith, causing their Dao Hearts to collapse. They simply could not contain their anger. If not for Lei Ming’s powerful suppression, a full-blown riot might have erupted.

"Heart Clarity Spell!"

Mu Qingyun, the Sect Leader, finally made his move. Special syllables emanated from his lips, forming spiritual soundwaves. They washed over the crowd, cleansing their minds, soothing their anger, and gradually restoring their composure.

However, Mu Qingyun’s own mood was extremely foul. His expression was thunderous. He had personally intervened and made a promise, yet Su Han had still killed Qian Xuan in public, showing him no respect whatsoever. How could he not be furious?

He’s too arrogant! So young, yet he respects no one. Today he dares to kill Qian Xuan; tomorrow, will he dare to kill me? Will he eventually destroy the entire Seven Stars Sect?

Mu Qingyun struggled to suppress his own fury. As the Sect Leader, he bore immense responsibilities and could not act on a whim. But toward Su Han, he now harbored an unprecedented resentment.

He wasn’t afraid of producing a prodigy; the stronger the prodigy, the brighter the future of the Seven Stars Sect would be. He had even been mentally prepared to cede his position to Qian Xuan one day. But what he detested most were disobedient people like Su Han. Such a person was like an untamed horse, completely uncontrollable. Not only would he fail to bring hope to the Seven Stars Sect, but he might even destroy it.

At this moment, Mu Qingyun was filled with deep regret. He should never have recruited Su Han in the first place. Now, the entire sect was in turmoil because of him, and its talented disciples were falling one after another. The thought pained him to his core. But what was done was done, and he couldn’t just kill Su Han. He had to grit his teeth and swallow his anguish, but his disgust and resentment for Su Han were palpable.

BOOM!

Just then, a towering murderous intent erupted from beside him. It swept through heaven and earth like a chilling storm.

Qin Wushuang’s face was as dark as iron, his features twisted. His eyes blazed with boundless rage and overwhelming killing intent. His fists were clenched so tightly that his veins bulged, and he stared at Su Han with the eyes of a fierce ghost. He said nothing, but his silence said everything.

Qian Xuan was his most prized disciple, the pride of his life. He had hoped Qian Xuan would one day reign supreme and make his name known throughout the Eastern Region. But now, Qian Xuan was dead. All his hopes were shattered, turning into a fleeting illusion.

SWISH!

A stream of green Gang Wind coalesced into a gigantic wind blade, filled with boundless killing intent, and slashed toward Su Han.

"Old ghost Qin, you’re courting death!" Lei Ming roared. The sky filled with thunderbolts, which converged into a gigantic Thunder Blade that slashed through the wind blade, blocking the fatal strike.

Qin Wushuang’s face remained grim, and he stayed silent, but his murderous intent was so thick it was suffocating.

After blocking Qin Wushuang’s furious strike, Lei Ming did not press the attack. He might be rash, but he wasn’t a fool. He could clearly sense Mu Qingyun’s rage.

Su Han’s injuries are severe, and his hidden ailments could flare up at any moment. The most urgent thing is to get back to Yaoguang Peak. As for the score with that old ghost Qin, I can settle that later.

"Today’s battle was a life-and-death duel. My disciple Su Han was lucky enough to win, and Qian Xuan is dead," Lei Ming announced, his voice like a thunderclap booming in everyone’s ears. "If anyone is angered by this and wishes to lay a hand on my disciple, then don’t blame me for fighting you to the death." He was not just warning the disciples but also threatening Mu Qingyun and Qin Wushuang.

After all, with only three years of life left, he wasn’t afraid of mutual destruction.

The crowd fell silent, no longer speaking or moving. They simply stared at Su Han, their murderous gazes the only outlet for their seething rage.

"Let’s go!" Lei Ming said. Knowing they shouldn’t linger, he immediately prepared to take Su Han back to Yaoguang Peak. But just then, a cold voice rang out.

"Hold on."

Leng Rufeng of the Enforcement Hall stepped forward, blocking Lei Ming and Su Han’s path.

"Leng Rufeng, you want to stop me?" Lei Ming’s eyes blazed with fury, looking as if he would start a fight at the slightest disagreement.

However, Leng Rufeng ignored Lei Ming’s threat, his sharp gaze fixed on Su Han. "I am not here about the life-and-death duel. I am here about the deaths of Luo Hongyi and Wang Ziming three months ago!"

Leng Rufeng’s words made Su Han’s heart sink. What was destined to come has finally arrived.