First Immortal of the Sword

Clang!

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The zither music came to an abrupt halt. Weng Jiu’s hands stilled on the strings, and his expression shifted.

Huo Tiandu’s Dragon-Binding Slash was so overbearing that he couldn’t help but sweat on Su Yi’s behalf. How could he possibly stay in the mood to play the zither?

Boom!

The cage of Azure Spring Sword Intent repeatedly shrank, like blades surging inward from all sides, intent on suppressing and slaughtering the person trapped within the cage. 

There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

Just watching from afar, the onlookers couldn’t help but feel their hearts give into despair. 

However, the person trapped within the cage couldn’t help but laugh derisively and shake his head. “If this is your strongest attack, I’m deeply disappointed.”

As soon as his voice rang out, the Abstruse God Sword burst with dazzling radiance, and he slashed horizontally in front of him.

Rumble!

Five sword mountains stretched into the sky, tall beyond limit. They were vast, majestic, and boundless. 

The Great Five Elements Suppression Domain Sword!

When Su Yi unleashed this attack through the Dao Charm of the Five Elements, it was like the story of creation, when the primordial chaos split and gave rise to five elemental mountains. Each presided over their own domain, and each contained the force to crush everything in their path.

Boom!

An explosion rang out. It was so loud that it seemed heaven and earth had collapsed.

Amidst a churning rain of light, the cage-like Dragon-Binding Slash burst beneath the onslaught of the five elemental mountains when it was still three hundred feet away from Su Yi. As the dispersing power swept outward, the lake resembled an erupting volcano. The noise and force was enough to shock the world.

“This…” Weng Jiu couldn’t help but gasp. 

“So strong!” The countless cultivators watching from the shore were dazed. Five enormous mountains seemed to rise out of Cloudcomb Lake, effortlessly shattering the enormous cage of sword intent!

A spectacle like this was enough to shock the world!

“How is this possible!?” Huo Tiandu completely lost his composure. There was no way he could calm down now.

When the battle began, he was arrogant and contemptuous. He held nothing but disdain for Su Yi.

It was only after fighting broke out that he realized how terrifying Su Yi’s combat strength was, and he had no choice but to face him seriously. He had to treat Su Yi as a major threat, and he couldn’t let him escape this place alive.

Now, even after calling upon his full strength, he couldn’t touch Su Yi. Huo Tiandu was starting to get a bit frantic.

That was why he used the Dragon-Binding Slash, his ultimate killer move, heedless of the consequences. He planned to suppress and destroy Su Yi in one fell swoop.

Who’d have thought…

Even the Dragon-Binding Slash had failed now! Of course Huo Tiandu was startled! How could he not be?

“If that’s the extent of your skills, we can end this battle now,” said Su Yi calmly. He suddenly recalled that he’d yet to treat Yue Shichan tonight, so he couldn’t afford to waste too much time and energy here.

As soon as this occurred to him, he lost most of his interest in fighting and decided to get this over with quickly.

“Brazen!” Huo Tiandu snorted coldly and attacked once more.

As an inner sect grand elder of Cloudsky Divine Palace, he had numerous killer moves up his sleeves; the Dragon-Binding Slash most certainly wasn’t the only one.

Boom!

He waved Netherworld Frost, and his feet traced the outline of the big dipper. When he attacked, thousands of sword flowers condensed out of gray frost surged into the skies, like a blizzard drifting down to earth.

The flowers were densely packed, and they seemed endless. The blossoms emanated a bone-piercing chill and murderous intent.

The Song of Dark Frost!

This was a killer move not one whit inferior to the Dragon-Binding Slash. One strike encased an entire stretch of heaven and earth ice. The sword intent contained within would target opponents’ bodies and souls, instantly shattering them into powder. 

But Su Yi was already in no mood to sharpen his blade. Furthermore, he had to conserve his stamina. He naturally had no interest in drawing this out.

Whoosh!

He shot forward, using the Dao Charm of Wind to unleash the Controlling Currents Evasion Art. He blurred into an ethereal wind silhouette, effortlessly slipping between the frosty sword flowers filling the sky.

Instead of meeting this attack head-on, he used nothing but a movement technique and sheer speed. Huo Tiandu’s killer move hit nothing but air!

He was just too fast!

By the time Huo Tiandu realized what had happened, Su Yi had appeared just thirty feet in front of him, as if by teleportation.

The Abstruse God Sword was already stabbing toward him from afar.

Were the peak-level Gathering Stars Realm assassin of the Sea of Bitterness, the Ferryman, still alive, and had he been here to witness this terrifying stab, he would have been too ashamed to show his face ever again. 

Clang!!!

Huo Tiandu lived up to his reputation as a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator. Although everything happened so suddenly, he managed to hold his sword in front of him and black.

However, the impact sent him staggering backward, and his blood and qi churned within him.

His expression shifted uncontrollably once more. This kid’s strength… how did it change again all of a sudden?

But this was just the beginning!

After Su Yi seized the initiative with his first strike, he attacked like a raging windstorm, each slash faster, more forceful, and more terrifying than the one before.

It seemed as if he’d attacked hundreds, no, thousands of times in an instant!

Clear sword qi spread like quicksilver spilling across the ground with indomitable sword force. Huo Tiandu had no time to consider anything else; all he could do was block it head-on with everything he had in him.

Clang clang clang!

The sound of metal colliding against metal rang out, stinging the eardrums.

Weng Jiu watched in astonishment. In just a few blinks of the eye, one bloody gash after another appeared on Huo Tiandu, the renowned Spiritual Manifestation expert!

Some of the gashes were so deep that his bones were visible!

It wasn’t that he wasn’t defending himself, but that Su Yi was attacking too quickly, and each slash contained the power of a raging avalanche or tidal wave. Furthermore, they were focused to the extreme and utterly destructive.

Even though Huo Tiandu gave it everything he had, he was finding it difficult to hold on. He was increasingly passive, and his momentum had already been thoroughly suppressed!

“Is this Su Yi’s true strength….?” A chill coursed down Weng Jiu’s spine. Even someone like him was alarmed. 

Splurt!

With a sudden flash of red, an arm flew through the air. Huo Tiandu’s left arm had been severed!

And Su Yi? He was moving so quickly that his figure was indistinct, and he left afterimages scattered throughout the surrounding area. His sword qi struck in overlapping waves, one following another. From beginning to end, Huo Tiandu found himself thoroughly suppressed.

Huo Tiandu hadn’t just lost his left arm; his entire body was covered in bloody wounds, and his hair was disheveled. He was a miserable sight!

Everyone watching could tell that if things went on like this, Huo Tiandu, the Spiritual Manifestation cultivator whose name once shook the Great Xia, would fall sooner or later. 

Huo Tiandu was keenly aware of this too. He was no longer merely enraged; he was alarmed and ill at ease too.

He called upon his ultimate trump card; he dared not hesitate any further!

“With Netherworld Frost acting as a guide, descend!” Huo Tiandu bellowed as if he’d gone mad and, heedless of the threat of injuries, he held his sword in front of him.

Boom!

A strange scene unfolded.

Shallow grooves appeared on Netherworld Frost in the shape of intricate Dao markings, then burst with radiant light. Streaks of blood shot out of Huo Tiandu and gathered in his sword, which roared and howled, as if it had finally eaten its fill. 

A dazzling streak of sword qi shot from the blade with unprecedented splendor. It flew through the air, and shockingly, it crushed right through Su Yi’s sweeping offensive.

Furthermore, it continued toward Su Yi with a boom, its power not reduced in the slightest!

After unleashing this attack, Huo Tiandu’s face looked significantly older.

When he saw this, Su Yi finally understood why this grand elder of Cloudsky Divine Palace had so many wrinkles despite already being a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator. It was because of his ancient sword, Netherworld Frost!

The sword was extremely sinister; it needed to absorb its wielder’s essence, qi, spirit, and vitality to unleash the full extent of its power.

In other words, this was an ancient, evil sword!

“Aberrant methods like that are an eyesore!” Su Yi laughed coldly, and the Abstruse God Sword boomed. The profound and inscrutable Spirit-Devouring Edict appeared on the blade, and the projection of the Netherflame Demon Sparrow’s soul roared and shot forth.

Crunch!

The Spirit-Devouring Edict blocked the radiant sword light shooting out of Netherworld Frost. Then, the Netherflame Demon Sparrow opened its beak, crushed the light into pieces, and devoured it.

Terror coursed through Huo Tiandu. He would never have guessed that Su Yi would neutralize his killer move so easily!

“I would never have guessed that a young Origin Palace cultivator would force my hand like this,” said Huo Tiandu with a bleak shake of his head. 

He looked at his sword, which suddenly let out an impassioned, joyful howl. This wicked blade had a spirit, one which absorbed blood essence.

Huo Tiandu now allowed it to absorb all of his life force and power. His face instantly aged countless years. His eyes dimmed, his back hunched, and his skin wrinkled and cracked. Every last strand of hair on his head turned white, then fell out and drifted onto the lake.

In stark contrast, the Netherworld Frost seemed to burst into flame, like a miniature sun.

Upon closer inspection, there was a blood-colored silhouette on the blade, like a reawakened demonic god from the pits of hell. A terrifying, vicious, bloodthirsty aura spread out around it.

Hm? Su Yi narrowed his eyes, which revealed a hint of surprise.

Rumble!

Bloody mist permeated the air above Cloudcomb Lake, blotting out the skies. The entire stretch of heaven and earth instantly transformed into a bloodstained vision of purgatory. 

What kind of power is this!?

The cultivators watching from the banks tremble from head to toe. They felt as if they’d been plunged into an icy abyss. Just watching the bloody mist envelop the lake made their hearts surge with irrepressible terror. 

Weng Jiu could no longer remain seated. He shot to his feet, his expression utterly grave. What a terrifying malevolent aura! Don’t tell me there’s some kind of primordial evil spirit sealed in Netherworld Frost?

Even with Weng Jiu’s cultivation and even with great effort, he could only dimly discern what was happening on the crimson mist-shrouded Cloudcomb Lake.

His entire body tensed, and his expression shifted erratically. He realized that this wasn’t looking good, and he planned to intervene.

Su Yi had means of repairing the Nine Tripods Suppression Barrier Formation. Tens of thousands of years might pass before encountering someone else like him, and it hadn’t been easy to get him to agree to help; how could Weng Jiu just sit back and watch as he died in battle?

“To protect the Huo Family from future dangers, I must kill you, even if it means sacrificing myself to my sword!” Huo Tiandu’s weak, raspy voice reverberated throughout the bloody, churning mists.

His eyes contained a trace of pain, a trace of regret, and endless resolve.

Bang!

His body burst apart, like a dried-out hunk of wood, then scattered into ash and dispersed.

The ancient sword, Netherworld Frost, turned a bright, fiery red. The blade trembled violently, and its malevolent energy soared into the air.

Upon closer inspection, there was a faintly discernible evil spirit struggling within the blade. It laughed maniacally, releasing an ocean of malevolence that spread out in all directions.

When he saw this, Su Yi’s expression turned significantly more solemn, but his eyes revealed a hint of disdain. It’s just an evil spirit that’s been sealed for who-knows-how-many years.

Does it really think that absorbing a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator’s life force means it can do whatever it wants?