Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Dead?

The Thirteenth Princess was dead! The Eighth Prince was dead too!

This abrupt scene left everyone in horrified disbelief. These were the first deaths in the Sword Dao Tournament, and they weren’t ordinary geniuses, either. They were Supreme Realm experts, and moreover, a prince and princess of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty. This... this was simply inconceivable!

All eyes converged on Su Han. Everyone thought the Nineteenth Prince had gone mad, daring to kill his own siblings in full view of the public. Although they had known of the enmity between Su Han and the Eighth Prince, they expected at most a fierce fight that might disrupt the tournament. Who could have imagined Su Han would be so ruthless as to kill them outright?

What would the Flying Immortal Great Emperor say? Countless gazes turned to him, anxious to see his reaction. After all, these were his son and daughter, slain in public during the Sword Dao Tournament. This was no small matter. Would the Flying Immortal Great Emperor punish the Nineteenth Prince?

”In the Sword Dao Tournament, life and death are irrelevant, and this applies even to my own children!” the Flying Immortal Great Emperor declared, his words making the crowd gasp. He didn’t punish the Nineteenth Prince; instead, he established the principle that life and death would be disregarded. This meant that although the Nineteenth Prince had killed, he was not guilty. If even princes and princesses could die, who else was exempt?

This Sword Dao Tournament was not as peaceful as everyone had imagined but was filled with danger and murderous intent.

Su Han had also been watching the Flying Immortal Great Emperor closely. Hearing his words, he breathed a quiet sigh of relief. The gamble paid off!

Su Han was gambling on the Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s ambition. The Third Prince had died at Liu Xu’s hands, yet the Flying Immortal Great Emperor hadn’t punished her. This proved that his ambition was great—so great he was willing to sacrifice the Third Prince. That was why, when faced with the combined attack from the Eighth Prince and Thirteenth Princess, Su Han had struck to kill without mercy. It had been a bold gamble.

Clearly, the Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s ambition exceeded everyone’s imagination; he could even tolerate the deaths of the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Princess. It seemed no matter how many people died, he wouldn’t feel a thing. His only goal appeared to be first place.

Su Han’s heart sank slightly. It looked like entering the Myriad Virtual Realm would not be so easy. But this was an overt plot. Even though everyone was aware of the Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s great ambition, the allure of the Myriad Virtual Realm was still enough to make them fly into the flame like moths.

I’ll fight for first place for now and see what the Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s ambitions are later. Regardless of the emperor’s ambitions, Su Han could not resist; he still wanted to seek his fortune in the Myriad Virtual Realm.

SWISH!

Reaching out, Su Han snatched the Storage Rings from the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Princess. They were his spoils of war, and now they belonged to him. As for the two bodies, neither possessed a Special Physique, so Su Han didn’t bother with them, simply letting them fall.

After doing this, Su Han looked up toward the Golden Stone Platform, where a fierce battle had already erupted. The Second Prince, the Demon Swordsman, and others were there, all vying for first place.

A sharp glint flashed in Su Han’s eyes. He soared into the air, bypassing the crowd and heading straight for the Golden Stone Platform.

He had to go all out in this battle; there was no holding back. This was no situation for a bystander to profit from the conflict. Only one person could remain on the platform, and if anyone dared to wait until the end and snatch the prize, the others would never let them succeed. The only way was to advance with courage and ferocity, defeat all opponents, and become the strongest one!

WHOOSH!

Seeing Su Han fly over, the people in his path quickly made way, not daring to obstruct him, let alone attack. He was a ruthless man who dared to kill a prince and princess in public, and his strength was formidable. Who would be foolish enough to challenge him? It was better to let him pass, as they stood no chance of claiming the Golden Stone Platform anyway. Thus, Su Han’s path was clear as he charged directly toward the Golden Stone Platform.

Meanwhile, Li Qingyue was also fighting with all her might. Her goal was simple: to claim a stone platform!

Too many geniuses and experts had come to participate in the Sword Dao Tournament. With only the strength of the Physique Realm, it was impossible for her to claim a Silver Stone Platform. Her only hope was an ordinary one. She had already selected her target: the ninetieth stone platform.

There are a limited number of Silver Stone Platforms, so most people are aiming for the ordinary ones. The competition for the very last one will inevitably be the fiercest, while some of the others will be far less contested.

Li Qingyue’s choice was not reckless but the result of careful consideration. The last platform appeared to be the weakest and easiest to obtain. However, many people shared this same thought, making the competition for it especially fierce. At that moment, the final platform thundered with earth-shattering clashes and splintering sword light as the battle raged intensely.

Influenced by the struggle on the last platform, the competition for the final few platforms was also intense. Therefore, after careful observation, Li Qingyue had set her sights on the ninetieth platform. This platform was ranked lower and contested by fewer people. It was also far from the turmoil surrounding the final platform, making it the weakest point and granting a higher chance of success.

Of course, every platform was contested. With over a thousand people vying for one hundred platforms, it averaged out to more than ten competitors for each. Right now, ten people were fighting over the ninetieth platform, and with Li Qingyue’s arrival, that made eleven.

But Li Qingyue wasn’t foolish. Her strength was modest here, so she first joined forces with others to take down the stronger contenders. Only after the powerful were defeated or injured would she compete with the rest.

Although my Realm isn’t high, claiming a platform isn’t based solely on strength. Otherwise, they would just line everyone up and assign platforms based on rank. Why bother creating this Pyramid battlefield?

The stronger you are, the more likely you are to be besieged. Once you’re severely injured and defeated, it’s difficult to compete again. Every platform is contested, so many experts are injured and knocked out early. For weaker competitors, this is actually an opportunity.

Despite her youth, Li Qingyue had followed her grandfather, living on the run since she was a child. Her mind was more mature than her peers, though this wisdom wasn’t obvious when she was around her grandfather and Su Han.

As she fought alongside the others, she did her best to conserve her strength. She was waiting for an opportunity. The Supreme Realm experts were all fighting for the top ten platforms. Among the remaining Sword Cultivators, the strongest were at the Heavenly King Realm. Li Qingyue was waiting for them. As soon as these Heavenly King Realm experts were injured and forced out, or had secured their own platforms, she could use her Physique Realm strength to contend for the ninetieth platform.

As time passed, more and more people were injured and forced to withdraw. Finally, Li Qingyue’s chance arrived