The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 529: Go Down and Ask the King of Hell_1

Chapter 529: Chapter 529: Go Down and Ask the King of Hell_1

Ning Fan twisted off his neck and said indifferently, "Go down and ask King Yan; perhaps he’ll give you an answer."

As Mo Yun’s corpse fell into the magma, the siege by the Divine Tune Sect came to an end!

The victor remained Ning Fan, even though he had been injured during the battle with Duan Shuiliu and then fought hundreds of martial artists, his momentum never waned!

The Phoenix Special Combat Team was about to cheer when suddenly Mount Fuji erupted with a massive roar.

The ground beneath them began to shake violently, far surpassing any previous tremors!

"Boom!"

Endless magma spewed from the vast volcano’s mouth, almost obscuring the sky.

The searing magma instantly evaporated the air, and the steam mixed with the smoke completely enveloped Mount Fuji and Ning Fan!

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone.

No one expected the man who fought like a war god to be swallowed up by magma.

Similarly, no one believed Ning Fan could walk out of Mount Fuji alive.

The temperature of magma ranges between nine hundred to twelve hundred degrees, and it can even reach up to thirteen hundred degrees!

Such high temperatures are enough to melt everything within!

Ning Fan, no matter how strong, was still human; how could he withstand this endless flow of magma!

"Hahaha! Mount Fuji has fully erupted, swallowing Ning Fan whole!"

"He has committed too many killings, even the heavens can’t stand it anymore, so they caused Mount Fuji to erupt completely and consume him!"

"Damn Ning Fan, you think you’re so strong? Why don’t you fight Mount Fuji then? Hahaha!"

The people of Sakura Country laughed wildly, their words full of schadenfreude.

The leaders of the major families in Tokyo also looked excited.

"The guy’s dead! He’s finally dead! Hahaha!"

"Good riddance! If he didn’t die, our families would have been in trouble!"

"Gods above, thank you for the divine punishment that took Ning Fan away!"

A group of old fools wished they could kneel on the ground to kowtow to Mount Fuji.

They all knew if Ning Fan didn’t die, they and their families would face a dire fate.

The members of the Phoenix Special Combat Team were like they’d been hit with a pause button, standing frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.

"Impossible... Our instructor can’t be dead..."

"Instructor!"

Zhao Shengnan and Feng Chengwu’s voices rang out, awakening everyone.

One by one, the team members cried out the word ’instructor’ with all their might, hoping to hear a response, but the only reply was the rolling magma.

"How can you die... How can you die here..."

In the crowd, Shen Wanxin watched the rolling magma in disbelief, murmuring to himself.

The moment Ning Fan was completely engulfed by the magma, he felt like he had lost his purpose, his heart filled with desolation.

Mu Wanqing stumbled and knelt on the ground, already in tears.

So was Su Qingcheng; had it not been for Huo Erba holding her back, she might have already rushed toward the magma.

"Ning Fan... It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have climbed the mountain... It’s all my fault..."

She thought that if she hadn’t gone up the mountain, Ning Fan wouldn’t have been hurt by Duan Shuiliu, wouldn’t have been cornered by the Divine Tune Sect on the mountain, and wouldn’t have been swallowed by the magma.

But there was no medicine for regret in the world, only tears full of remorse.

Mei Liya stood dazed in place, her lips already bitten by her teeth, bright red blood flowing down from the corner of her mouth.

"Impossible, my master is so powerful, he must be fine!"

"Master had previously fallen into magma and still walked out of it unharmed!"

"This time will be no exception, master will definitely come out!"

After all, Ning Fan had previously fallen into magma while saving Su Qingcheng and still emerged unscathed; she believed this time would be no different!

Upon hearing this, an elder from the Zhitian Family laughed and said, "What kind of dream are you talking about?"

"Last time, Ning Fan was just lucky. Do you really think he’s a deity? This magma is at least a thousand degrees, he must have turned to ash by now!"

But the next second, the smile on the old man’s face completely froze.

Because a longsword that burst forth had already pierced his heart, taking his life.

Everyone was stunned, and soon someone recognized the longsword as Duan Jiang; then, everyone turned their eyes toward the magma!

Duan Jiang fell into the magma, and the only person who could throw Duan Jiang out from it was one person!

"Though I am not a deity, I am not one to be killed by this magma."

In the eyes of all shocked onlookers, Ning Fan, clad in endless thunder, stepped out of the magma.

Like the Thunder God descending to earth, the lightning swirling around him bore unimaginable pressure, pushing back the surrounding magma inch by inch!

"Instructor!"

"Ning Fan!"

"Master!"

Seeing Ning Fan appear, a series of excited voices erupted in succession.

Extracting Duan Jiang from the elder of the Zhitian Family, Ning Fan smiled and said, "It took me a bit of time to fish out this sword just now, causing you worry."

"It’s good that you’re okay."

Su Qingcheng’s tears turned to laughter.

The others too were smiling, with the Phoenix Special Combat Team’s members not forgetting to provoke the major families.

"Why so silent, you old fools? Speak up, won’t you?"