novelraw Chapter 731: Sweeping Aside Peers, Invincible in This Generation
Chapter 731: Sweeping Aside Peers, Invincible in This Generation
Intuition told Ning Fan that dealing with Kuang San would not be easy.
Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly flickered, as if he perceived something extremely interesting about Kuang San.
Kuang San, on the other hand, subtly sized up Ning Fan as well.
He suddenly grinned in Ning Fan’s direction and sent a message, "I came here especially for you, don’t disappoint me."
"Is that so..." Ning Fan’s gaze sharpened.
"After the first round of the competition begins, for the first half incense stick time, we will each snatch badges, and in the second half, we will duel to determine the winner. The loser will surrender all their badges, what do you think?" Kuang San said confidently.
"Agreed."
Ning Fan’s eyes flashed slightly, as if thinking about something.
Kuang San watched Ning Fan with a mysterious smile on his face as he looked at the Yuan Yao Jade between his fingers.
"Let’s see how skilled you are to have caught Mistress Xiao Man’s attention," Kuang San thought to himself.
Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at Kuang San, but contemplated the reason for his arrival.
He had already discerned the secret about this person.
He saw clearly that this person had come for him.
But what was this person’s purpose...
Ning Fan calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and cleared all distractions.
When he reopened his eyes, they were as calm and terrifying as a pool of black water, no one could fathom his thoughts.
Qiantuzi glanced around, seeing that no other participants had arrived after Kuang San, he nodded and suddenly sent the spirit arrow in his hand soaring into the sky.
The spirit arrow transformed into a crimson light, piercing through the sky with a sharp whistle, suddenly exploding in the night’s sky with a resounding boom!
This was the signal for the beginning of the competition!
At this moment, numerous participants with formidable cultivations moved, extending their claws toward those with slightly weaker cultivation.
Suddenly, an overwhelming Evil Qi erupted around Ning Fan, and in a flash, he launched an attack on all the Masters within ten thousand feet!
Within this range, there were 19 Masters in total, the weakest of whom was at the Shattered Seventh Realm, and 3 were Loose Cultivators.
These people were just preparing to showcase their strengths in the first round of the competition, but before they could act, they suddenly felt a sharp pain in their chests and were thrown back like kites with broken strings, spitting blood in severe injury!
These 19 prodigies didn’t even see who attacked them before they fell to the ground like mud.
Once they realized who had attacked them, their expressions changed drastically, showing signs of fear!
"Th-thousand Autumns Old Demon!"
The storage pouches at the waists of all these prodigies had somehow been snatched away by Ning Fan.
Holding 19 storage pouches, Ning Fan casually extracted useful items like Dao Crystals, expensive pills, and Slaughter Badges.
As for the personal Cultivation Techniques of each prodigy, he didn’t take a single one, casually tossing the storage pouches back to their owners.
Ning Fan was not foolish; these 19 prodigies were at least from Fate Immortal Powers, and some even belonged to True Immortal Powers.
Though the first round of the competition allowed killing, unless it was absolutely necessary, Ning Fan would not casually kill, nor would he seize their secret techniques.
Doing so would offend countless Fate Immortal and True Immortal Powers.
Ning Fan didn’t fear making enemies, but meaningless enmity was not to his liking.
He moved like lightning, instantly charging toward a group of prodigies in the distance.
Upon seeing Ning Fan charging at them, those prodigies turned pale with fright and hurriedly retreated, not daring to challenge him!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One prodigy after another was severely struck and sent flying by Ning Fan almost simultaneously, their storage pouches being taken by him. As before, he only took unimportant useful items and didn’t touch their secret techniques.
On both jade platforms, countless old monsters instantly focused their gazes on Ning Fan.
The competition had only begun for a few moments, and Ning Fan had already knocked down nearly a hundred prodigies. Such extraordinary strength was something no ordinary prodigy could contend with!
The elders of those fallen prodigies, who had initially worried Ning Fan might kill, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him only injure and not kill them.
Yao Qingyun frowned slightly; she hadn’t expected Ning Fan’s inherent strength to be so overwhelming. Among the prodigies below the Fate Immortal, not one could withstand a single round against him.
"Qingyun, you miscalculated," Minghai Celestial King suddenly spoke with a smile.
"What does the Great Elder mean by this?"
"The rule you added didn’t pose any hindrance on this boy; instead, it helped him. As I see it, this boy is stubborn by nature and never intended to rely on external forces to win. Those trump cards, he never planned to use. Your rule limited the other participants, preventing them from using the trump cards given to them by their elders. Without that rule, many would have used the attack of the Fate Immortal realm jade slip, and this boy might have faced a tough battle."
"You helped him!"
Upon the Minghai Celestial King’s words, Yao Qingyun was momentarily stunned.
She helped him, she actually helped her nemesis!
"Qingyun, if I didn’t know about your enmity with this boy, I would almost think you were using public office for private gain, paving the way for him to easily take the championship," Minghai Celestial King smiled cunningly.
"Great Elder, please don’t joke! I have an irreconcilable feud with him, how could I help him!" Yao Qingyun exclaimed in anger, almost jumping up.
"A vengeance that cannot live under the same sky? Not necessarily... Back then, when the Yao family treated you like that, if it weren’t for me passing by and saving you, you would have become the cauldron furnace of over a dozen Fate Immortals from the Yao family... Can you forget such humiliation..."
"..." Yao Qingyun’s eyes dimmed, saying nothing more.
The events of those years are a pain in her heart, and she doesn’t want to talk about it.
"You are no longer part of the Yao family. In my opinion, there’s no need to seek revenge," Minghai Celestial King said seriously.
"..." Yao Qingyun’s gentle hands clenched tightly, and there was a hint of struggle in her eyes.
Perhaps, the Great Elder was right. The Yao family wronged her first, and she really had no need to stand up for them.
But...
Yao Qingyun looked towards Ning Fan, who was unstoppable within the inner city, and suddenly felt a bit annoyed in her eyes.
She just couldn’t stand him!
Yao Qingyun’s expression fell into the eyes of Minghai Celestial King, transforming into a deeper smile.
"Interesting." He murmured plainly to himself, with no one knowing what he was thinking.
In the arena, although Ning Fan had the most brilliant battle record, he was not the only one in the spotlight.
Yao Li from the Yao family, Chi Zhen from the Siyao Sect, Kuang San the traitor of the Thick Earth Sect, and the Fate Immortal Loose Cultivator Ning Fan, these four each relied on their Human Profound Level cultivations, overpowering other masters, and sweeping their own areas.
The first round of this grand competition seemed to have turned into an exhibition match for Ning Fan and the other five formidable figures.
As time ticked by, Ning Fan had already aggressively blasted more than three thousand Eastern Heaven’s Chosen and finally drew Ning Fan’s attention.
Ning Fan was a Human Profound Initial Stage Loose Cultivator, with a bone age of twenty-eight thousand years, and being able to reach this step without relying on any power, was enough to prove he was formidable.
There was a glow in Ning Fan’s eyes, a glow of seeking strength!
He noticed Ning Fan’s power, so he intended to defeat Ning Fan!
If Ning Fan had the Divine Blast Technique or the stored attack of the jade slip in hand, he wouldn’t dare to act rashly.
But now, everyone couldn’t employ external means; they could only have a fair fight based on their true strength, which was perfect!
He didn’t believe he would lose to Ning Fan!
Ning Fan was surrounded by a moonlit blade aura. The blade aura was extremely nimble, and its eerie chill could freeze the ground for miles.
Stepping towards Ning Fan, wherever Ning Fan passed, the land was turning to ice.
The crowd of competitors saw Ning Fan moving toward Ning Fan and retreated one after another, not daring to intervene in the duel between these two powerful figures.
They could only wish for Ning Fan and Ning Fan to fight as long as possible. As long as they dragged on for the duration of one incense stick, the competition would be over, and they could hand in their badges to squeeze into the second round.
"’Smoke Moon Blade,’ Ning Fan!" Ning Fan stopped a distance of ten thousand feet from Ning Fan, announcing his name.
"Ning Fan." Ning Fan also calmly announced his name, fully alert for Ning Fan’s attack.
His voice wasn’t loud, but it spread far and wide, causing countless old monsters to pause upon hearing Ning Fan’s name.
They thought, so the secular name of the Thousand Autumn Ancestor is Ning Fan...
"Brother Ning, catch the blade!"
Ning Fan shouted brightly, suddenly raising his hand and pointing towards Ning Fan from afar.
The moonlit blade aura circling his body immediately transformed into an extremely cold and sharp extreme light, slashing straight towards Ning Fan’s face!
Ning Fan’s gaze slightly narrowed, as Ning Fan’s strike was enough to severely injure an ordinary Human Profound Initial Stage.
With this blade technique, Ning Fan was indeed a strong figure among the Human Profound Initial Stage.
But to intend to harm him with this technique was not enough!
Ning Fan retreated around him, his fingers wrapped in black flame, and he raised his finger to point at the sharp blade aura.
With one point, the blade’s chill was greatly reduced, and Ning Fan took the advantage of the counterforce to retreat faster, attacking even quicker, and struck sixteen fingers on the blade aura!
Counting from beginning to end, Ning Fan wrapped fire around his fingers and struck a total of seventeen fingers on the blade aura.
With these seventeen strikes, the eerie chill within the blade aura was completely burned away, and the originally sharp blade aura suddenly shattered, turning into countless crystalline fragments on the ground!
"Smoke Moon Blade, it shattered!"
Countless competitors were shocked. They knew how formidable Ning Fan’s Smoke Moon Blade was; being sharp was secondary, the chill was its terrifying aspect.
Once the Smoke Moon Blade was unleashed, rarely could a Human Profound Initial Stage avoid being frozen.
Everyone looked in astonishment at the black flame between Ning Fan’s fingers, greatly amazed.
"Immortal Flame! Eighth-level middle-grade Immortal Flame!"
An eighth-level middle-grade Immortal Flame, even a Human Profound Advanced Stage couldn’t easily withstand its might!
Ning Fan had actually cultivated such a powerful Black Flame, which they had never heard of before!
Ning Fan’s eyes also trembled. He had never thought his life-bound magical treasure, Smoke Moon Blade, would be destroyed by Ning Fan at first sight!
Just as he was shocked, Ning Fan’s figure flickered, eerily appearing in front of Ning Fan, and said calmly, "You’ve lost."
Before the words fell, a terrifying black fire palm print was already imprinted by Ning Fan, striking Ning Fan’s chest.
Ning Fan hurriedly summoned a Divine peak defensive armor for protection, but in an instant, the armor was burned to ashes.
With a resounding boom, Ning Fan’s entire body seemed to be burned to charcoal, like a kite with a broken string falling heavily to the ground, barely breathing.
Ning Fan walked closer, calmly took off Ning Fan’s storage pouch, retrieved what was useful, and returned the storage pouch.
"Next time, I won’t be defeated so easily!" Ning Fan said unwillingly, then fainted.
The entire city was shocked!
Sharp-eyed people could see that Ning Fan’s flame palm was not any kind of spell or divine skill, it merely enhanced the power of the Immortal Flames, condensed into a flame palm.
Yet even so, it defeated the Human Profound Initial Stage Ning Fan with just one palm strike!
If Ning Fan mastered a fire technique, with this flame, he could easily kill a Human Profound Middle Stage or even Advanced Stage with one strike!
"This Thousand Autumns Old Demon is truly formidable, defeating Ning Fan in one move!"
The hearts of countless participants were filled with fear. While they were dazed, Ning Fan’s figure flickered, striking forcefully, sending each participant flying, seizing Slaughter Badges, and conveniently taking other things.
"He is a demon!" In the audience seats, a young child serving in front of a True Immortal old monster said with trembling lips.
"He is a bandit!" A seven or eight-year-old girl, with rosy lips and white teeth, said tremblingly, following behind the True Immortal old monster.
"If you don’t sleep on time tonight, the Thousand Autumns Old Demon will come for you and eat you!" An Enlightenment Female Cultivator who was already a mother, scared her mischievous child in her arms.
The child was immediately frightened and cried when he heard Ning Fan would eat him if he didn’t obediently go to sleep.
"Cry more! The Thousand Autumns Old Demon will come and eat you immediately!" the Enlightenment Female Cultivator scolded.
"I, I won’t cry anymore! Mom, please protect me!" The child immediately wiped away his tears, sobbing while obediently trying to please his mother.
The Enlightenment Female Cultivator was overjoyed. It seemed that using Ning Fan’s infamous name to scare her son was a good educational method.
Well, Ning Fan’s infamous name could now initially be used to stop children’s crying.
Ning Fan’s figure moved like lightning, swiftly traversing the entire Inner City, mercilessly sending each participant flying.
In detailed calculation, nearly six thousand participants had been sent flying by him.
Suddenly, a sharp cold light came slicing from behind.
Without a word, Ning Fan sidestepped to avoid the cold light, turning around as he unleashed a Black Fire Palm Print full of endless killing intent!
The one who struck him with the cold light was Yao Li!
Yao Li, now at Human Profound Middle Stage cultivations, looked at the incoming Black Fire Palm Print and laughed coldly, changing his hand seals. Suddenly, the ground split open, and nine blood dragons burst from the earth, rising into the sky!
"Immortal Technique, Nine Dragons!"
The nine blood dragons fiercely collided with the Black Fire Palm Print. After the ensuing clash, it came out evenly matched!
Black fire dispersed, blood dragons extinguished!
Ning Fan’s eyes slightly narrowed. Yao Li did have some skills, seemingly stronger than Ning Fan.
Yao Li’s face was extremely unsightly. He initially thought that after breaking through to the Human Profound Middle Stage, he could easily crush Ning Fan, only to find that after using the Nine Dragons technique, he only tied with Ning Fan’s casual strike...
The Black Fire Palm Print was truly just a casual strike, not any Immortal Technique or divine skill!
"Oh? There’s a good show, Qing Yun, how about we make a bet on who between Ning Fan and Yao Li will die?"
The Minghai Celestial King chuckled. He didn’t bet on who would win, just on who would die, because it was obvious to everyone that Ning Fan wouldn’t spare Yao Li, and Yao Li wouldn’t spare Ning Fan either.
"Alright! I bet on Li’er to win and Ning Fan to die. How could Ning Fan possibly defeat Li’er!"
Yao Qingyun silently hated the name "Ning Fan," wishing he could wash out his mouth after saying it.
"Then I bet on Yao Li to die. If I lose, that Innate Spiritual Medicine will be yours to help you break through to the Mid Stage of Shekong. If you lose..."
Upon hearing that the Minghai Celestial King wagered the Innate Spiritual Medicine, countless old monsters had fiery glances, with many elders of the Slaughter Palace looking enviously at Yao Qingyun.
Fei He glared at Yao Qingyun with resentment, wishing to kill him, for how could he bear to see Yao Qingyun gain the Great Elder’s bestowed Spiritual Medicine to break through realms.
"I won’t lose!" Yao Qingyun snorted coldly.
"If you lose... The task of enrolling disciples into the pool of blood from this competition will be yours. You will be responsible for helping them receive the highest-level blood pool baptism!"
"Alright!" Yao Qingyun agreed without hesitation.
She hadn’t considered that if Ning Fan won and joined the Slaughter Palace, she’d have to fully support Ning Fan in the blood pool baptism...
The highest-level blood pool baptism was quite the spectacle...
The Minghai Celestial King wore a sly smile, secretly thinking, "Interesting, it’s truly interesting! After the competition, there will be a good show."
In the Inner City, Yao Li’s eyes flickered, suppressing his negative emotions as he calmed down once more.
He fiercely changed his hand seals again, attacking Ning Fan with deadly intent.
"Immortal Technique, Eighteen Dragons!"
Amidst thunderous roars, eighteen blood dragons burst from the ground, soaring into the sky, rolling up a sky full of blood-red clouds, fiercely charging at Ning Fan!
The force from the collision of the eighteen blood dragons was enough to destroy a Lower-Level Cultivation Star!
Ning Fan’s gaze remained unfazed as he stomped the ground. Instantly, eighteen dragons of black fire burst from beneath, rising to the sky!
The fire dragons and blood dragons clashed with each other. The blood dragons immediately made sizzling sounds, as their bloodiness was burned away by the black fire!
In an instant, all eighteen blood dragons were burned to nothing!
As the blood dragons were incinerated in that instant, Ning Fan’s large hand grabbed, and the eighteen gigantic black flame dragons surged towards Yao Li’s Tian Ling!
The fiery might of eighteen gigantic black flame dragons is enough to burn an entire lower-level cultivation star to ashes!
Yao Li’s face changed drastically, and he hastily retreated while taking out a small ice shield.
The small shield was a middle-grade water-attribute immortal treasure, which could resist fire and could likely withstand the power of the black flame.
With a change in his hand seal, Yao Li raised the small shield into the air, transforming it into layers of ice barriers, indestructible, barely blocking the black flame.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, in the next instant, a gigantic black hole suddenly appeared beneath Yao Li’s feet!
The black hole emitted an immense suction force, and in just an instant, the caught-off-guard Yao Li was pulled into the black hole!
"Not good!"
Yao Qingyun’s charming face lost color, she abruptly stood up, incredulously looking at Ning Fan, meeting Ning Fan’s calm and collected gaze.
"Destroy!"
As the word was uttered, a miserable scream from Yao Li erupted from the black hole. The next instant, Ning Fan retrieved a storage pouch and a pool of blood from within the black hole.
Not even leaving Yao Li’s Spirit, Ning Fan was unwilling to spare even a remnant of his spirit.
"You’ve lost, Qingyun Elder." Minghai Celestial King’s aged laughter spread through the inner city.
"Middle-Grade Immortal Technique!" Some witnesses looked at the gradually fading black hole with shock in their eyes.
"A spatial immortal technique! This boy seems to be highly proficient in spatial divine skills; thus, during the ’Bell Sacrifice,’ perhaps an invitation can be sent to him to attend the Godly Void Pavilion’s festival..." The Ninth Elder of Godly Void Pavilion muttered to himself.
Ning Fan defeated Ning Fan at the Human Profound Initial Stage in a single encounter and annihilated Yao Li at the Human Profound Middle Stage with a single strike. The displayed strength deterred countless participants from challenging him.
Yao Qingyun looked at the pool of blood that Yao Li had become, sighed deeply, and returned to her seat, closing her eyes, her expression filled with sorrow.
The Yao Family was finally wiped out completely...
Unable to distinguish what emotions she felt, at this moment, she originally thought she would vent her fury on Ning Fan, but she didn’t.
Scenes from the past emerged in her heart, and for a moment, she was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
"Oh? Didn’t show any anger? Yao Qingyun seems to have grown wiser. It looks like even the most foolish woman can learn from failure. Having failed twice in scheming against me, perhaps next time will be more challenging to handle."
Ning Fan’s mind raced. After a fleeting moment, he set aside all thoughts, furiously hurling Eastern Heaven’s Chosen one by one.
The time of half an incense stick is about to pass, and it’s almost time for him to face Kuang San.
Nearly twenty thousand Eastern Heaven’s Chosen have already been defeated by Ning Fan.
The Slaughter Badges he has obtained are innumerable.
On the other side, Kuang San was engaged with Chi Zhen’s group of four.
Kuang San’s body was surrounded by Earth Elemental Force, and with raised palms, layers of heavy earth hand seals were unleashed upon Chi Zhen and the others.
Qux Yan and others were sent flying by Kuang San one by one. In the end, Chi Zhen let out a bitter laugh and was slammed flying by Kuang San’s palm!
The time of half an incense stick has passed, and the inner city is filled with those heavily injured, unconscious, and plundered.
Among those still conscious and holding Slaughter Badges, only Ning Fan and Kuang San remain!
This scene was beyond the expectation of countless old monsters!
Almost as if the entire city’s chosen ones were merely extras for Ning Fan and Kuang San!
The first round of the contest must select a thousand to advance, but now only two hold badges!
After Ning Fan and Kuang San face off, only one will emerge victorious.
Hence, in the first round of the contest, will only one person advance to the second round?
"Great Elder, if only one person advances to the second round, should the remaining rounds of the contest continue?" A Slaughter Palace elder asked with a wry smile.
"Of course, they must continue. Such an intriguing contest, if only one round, would be a pity. After one of Ning Fan or Kuang San emerges victorious, the rest can draw lots to choose another 999 to advance to the second round." Minghai Celestial King replied indifferently.
"What? Drawing lots! Isn’t that too frivolous?"
"Frivolous? Drawing lots tests their luck. Lacking strength and being knocked down, having poor luck and not drawing the lot for advancement, who can be blamed for failing to advance?"
Minghai Celestial King furrowed his brows in slight displeasure, and the Slaughter Palace elder immediately shut his mouth, daring not to speak further.
Below, Ning Fan and Kuang Shan faced off, their momentum growing stronger.
The two casually swept their sleeves, clearing the battlefield swiftly, sending the unconscious, heavily wounded participants flying, clearing a vast empty space spanning a hundred miles.
Ning Fan gazed at Kuang San, noticing the enlightened smile in her eyes, furrowing his brow.
He never understood why this woman sought him out.
Indeed, Kuang San was a woman, a woman in disguise!
She possessed some sort of emperor-level secret treasure capable of concealing her aura, altering appearance, and disguising gender; even Minghai Celestial King didn’t see through Kuang San’s true identity.
But Ning Fan knows, Kuang San is a woman!
No woman can pretend to be a man in front of Ning Fan, who possesses the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Treasure!
"Who are you really!" Ning Fan asked expressionlessly.
Kuang San’s eyes slightly changed, then she looked deeply at Ning Fan, and sneered, "Want to know? Beat me and find out!" (To be continued. If you liked this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)