First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 534 – Like a Sword Immortal in the Mortal Realm

Sharp red light scattered like rain across the martial arts arena.

A clear, crisp, breaking sound still echoed through the air.

Throughout Orchid Terrace, everyone was visibly flabbergasted.

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With a wave of his sleeves, Su Yi shattered the Heavenly Demon Inauspicious Blood Seal.

With a flick of his fingers, he broke the Night Demon Blood Moon Slash!

Although this battle had only just begun, Su Yi’s casual, understated display of terrifying power assailed the hearts of everyone present like a sudden gale of wind.

Those who’d thought poorly of his chances earlier were dazed, too stunned to even speak.

“Su Yi really is getting stronger and stronger…” Gu Cangning looked bewildered.

A few days ago, when Su Yi killed the monster of the ancient era Sikong Bao, Gu Cangning witnessed Su Yi’s unstoppable strength with his own two eyes. 

However, Su Yi was unquestionably even stronger now than he was then!

Huan Shaoyou’s combat strength was heaven-defying! Even among the monsters of the ancient era, he was a top-class existence. He was strong enough to cross cultivation boundaries and kill even Spiritual Manifestation cultivators.

Yet even after Huan Shaoyou used his killer move, the Night Demon Blood Moon Slash, Su Yi destroyed it with a flick of his fingers!

“Strong! He really is strong!” Zeng Pu’s eyes lit up. His will to fight had been stimulated, and he almost couldn’t suppress it.

Chi Jiansu, Li Handeng, Chen Lu, and the other top contenders all looked grim.

Su Yi hadn’t participated in the past few days of the Orchid Terrace Dharma Assembly. Strictly speaking, this was their first time seeing him. He was a complete stranger, and they knew nothing about him whatsoever.

When they saw Su Yi descend from the viewing platform to fight Huan Shaoyou, all of them were beside themselves with surprise. Quite a few of them even suspected that Su Yi’s behavior was little different from seeking out his own humiliation. 

No one thought that way now!

On the contrary, Su Yi’s display of strength shocked even the tournament’s top contenders!

“That kid… is actually that strong!?” Daoist Master Coldsmoke was a bit dumbstruck.

And here she’d been sweating on Su Yi’s behalf. She couldn’t understand why he was dead set on fighting Huan Shaoyou.

She now felt enlightened, but more than that, this realization came as an enormous shock. She suddenly realized that before… She’d consistently treated Su Yi as a junior.

Despite Wen Xinzhao revealing her admiration and reverence for Su Yi on more than one occasion, Daoist Master Coldsmoke had only half believed what she said about him.

There was no doubt about it. Everything that had just happened proved that she'd made an error in judgment!

This guy is far more terrifying than he was at the Sea of Chaotic Spirits… Ge Qian gulped with great difficulty.

Meanwhile, upon the central jade platform.

The illustrious guests couldn’t stay calm either. They felt completely lost, and when their eyes met, they saw the bewilderment in each others’ gazes.

Quite a few had been inwardly gleeful about Su Yi’s impending misfortune and eager to watch the show.

Against all expectations, Su Yi’s display of power completely overturned their imaginations. They suddenly realized that earlier, they’d underestimated him…

The realization felt like a slap in the face, leaving these illustrious experts deeply displeased.

The Xia Emperor saw all of this, and he couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. If those old-timers knew that just a few days ago, Su Yi almost blasted Huan Shaoyou to smithereens while directing the Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation, what would they think?

Meanwhile, on stage, Huan Shaoyou’s expression shifted erratically. 

The Night Demon Moon Blood Slash was one of his killer moves. It wasn’t necessarily the strongest, but it was enough to deal heavy injuries to even early-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivators, or even kill them. 

Yet Su Yi had destroyed it effortlessly, with but a flick of his finger.

Of course Huan Shaoyou was surprised! But he dared not pause to think any further.

It might have seemed like Su Yi was leisurely strolling toward him, but he’d long since locked onto Huan Shaoyou.

This meant that even if Huan Shaoyou dodged, he couldn’t avoid Su Yi’s next attack!

Huan Shaoyou suddenly had a powerful premonition. The moment Su Yi started walking toward him, he began gathering momentum.

When Su Yi attacked, his gathered power would burst forth like an avalanche or tidal wave. Such power was sure to be beyond imagining.

Thus, Huan Shaoyou dared not delay any further.

He had to interrupt Su Yi and stop him from relentlessly building up momentum. He had to seize the chance to deal a heavy blow beforehand!

Boom!

Huan Shaoyou suddenly shot forth, like an arrow loosed from a bow, bursting toward Su Yi.

As he drew near, his hand cut through the air like a knife.

A seven-foot streak of crimson saber qi condensed, and intricate, sinister glyphs floated up onto its surface, manifesting wisp after wisp of blood-colored electricity.

When the seven-foot saber qi burst into existence, a terrifyingly oppressive destructive energy spread out around it.

Weng Jiu stood not far from the arena. His heart shook, and his hair stood on end.

The cultivators watching from all over Orchid Terrace felt a pricking pain in their eyes. They could dimly discern a streak of saber qi formed out of crimson lightning crashing down to earth.

The force and momentum were enough to shake both heaven and earth.

The Blood River Netherworld Lightning Saber!

This, too, was one of Huan Shaoyou’s killer moves, and it was far mightier than even the Night Demon Blood Moon Slash.

Even after unleashing it, Huan Shaoyou didn’t rest. His sleeves billowed around him, and he suddenly took out a crimson weaving shuttle. It flew through the air, releasing a deafening, high-pitched whistle.

The Demonic Execution Spirit Shuttle!

This was an ancient and mysterious treasure of the demonic path specifically designed to target the soul. It was terrifying, sinister, and difficult to defend against.

“Go!” Huan Shaoyou bellowed.

Kch!

The Demonic Execution Spirit Shuttle flashed, then disappeared without a trace.

Everyone could tell that Huan Shaoyou was already calling upon his trump cards. He was no longer holding anything back whatsoever!

The Blood River Netherworld lightning Saber was a shockingly destructive secret art, and the Demonic Execution Spirit Shuttle was a sinister, ruthless demonic treasure. Both presented a potentially lethal threat to an early-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator! 

When they saw this, the higher-ups on the central jade platform couldn’t help but gasp. Goosebumps arose on their skin.

“Nothing but petty tricks.” Su Yi’s eyes shone with disdain.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the air, as if taking something out of his pocket. The gesture was natural and casual.

Unbelievably, despite its terrifying destructive aura, Su Yi simply grabbed that seven-foot, blood-red streak of saber qi. His hands wrapped around it, as if he’d just caught a tiny little snake.

Bzzz!

The seven-foot streak of saber qi struggled violently, and arc after arc of electricity burst with terrifying power. However, it couldn’t harm Su Yi in the slightest. 

On the contrary, when Su Yi exerted strength through his fingers…

Bang bang bang!

The seven-foot saber qi was enough to present a lethal threat to even early-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivators, yet it exploded in Su Yi’s hands. Light scattered like rain, and sword qi fell to the ground like fine grains of sand.

Practically simultaneously—

Clang!

A little blue sword silently appeared between Su Yi’s eyebrows and shot through the air.

Clang!

A deafening explosion rang out. 

Beneath the crowd’s disbelieving gazes, the sky shook violently, and when the Demonic Execution Spirit Shuttle appeared just a foot away from Su Yi, the little blue sword cut ruthlessly into it.

After another spray of sparks, the shuttle let out a shocked, mournful wail, then flew backward. There was now a cut on the surface of this treasure.

In the blink of an eye, both of Huan Shaoyou’s killer moves broke like bamboo beneath an axe!

The entire venue was in uproar. One startled cry rang out after another. How… How is this guy so strong?

“My turn now,” said Su Yi. After this light, airy sentence, he finally took action.

Boom!

A soaring, ethereal sword intent shot out of his tall, lean figure. An illusory tide of clear sword qi surged around him, producing wave after wave of humming.

In the blink of an eye, Su Yi’s typically calm, aloof disposition gave way to a sharp, forceful majesty. Whenever his eyes moved, they shone with unconcealed disdain.

He was like an immortal of the sword revealing his divine majesty in the mortal world!

“What terrifying sword intent!” 

Yu Wenshu, Li Handeng, Wen Xinzhao, Yue Shichan, and the other sword cultivators watching in other sections of Orchid Terrace were astonished.

It was as if Su Yi had become an entirely different person. His bearing was so magnificent that he really did seem like an immortal among mortal men!

“This…”

Who knows how many people were stunned? Some couldn’t even look away.

As for Su Yi’s opponent? Huan Shaoyou couldn’t even breathe, and his pupils constricted to the size of needle points. Is this his true power!?

However, Su Yi didn’t give him any time to ponder. He just pressed his fingers into a sword and pressed down on the air.

Clang!

His long-accumulated power transformed into a three-foot streak of sword qi. It was clear, with an ethereal quality, and profound, inscrutable Dao Charm was concentrated within it.

It was utterly simple, as if all sophistication had been washed away.

Yet the sword qi it contained had already reached an unbelievable level.

Huan Shaoyou’s eyelids twitched. His skin stung, his heart quivered, and a powerful sense of crisis assailed him. He no longer dared hold anything back.

“Open!” Huan Shaoyou’s eyes shone with frenzied light, and he bellowed.

Clang!

A crimson short halberd appeared in his hand, and he slashed the sky.

The Blood Demon Firmament-Burning Halberd!

This was the demonic weapon Huan Shaoyou was most proud of. His ancestor, Demon Emperor Heavenly Avarice, had forged it personally. It was specifically prepared for direct-line descendants with Heavenly Demon True Blood.

This demonic weapon enabled Heavenly Demon True Blood to burst with many times its usual power!

Huan Shaoyou had originally planned to hold it in reserve until it was time to fight for first place. It was his hidden trump card.

But he could no longer concern himself with that!

Boom!

The short halberd flew through the air, and blood-red demonic qi swept through the sky. Its power blanketed the entire martial arts arena in roiling demonic flames.

When its attack landed, countless clearly discernible illusory heavenly demons appeared, as if they’d walked straight out of a demonic realm. Their appalling majesty was terrifying beyond limit.

Never mind the monsters of the ancient era and geniuses of the present day; even the prominent experts atop the central jade viewing platform were completely stunned. Their bodies tensed and their scalps went numb.

None of them had anticipated that when Huan Shaoyou fought with everything he had, his power would be this terrifying!

However—

Mere moments later, an unbelievable scene unfolded before them.

As Su Yi’s three-foot streak of sword qi shot through the air, the crimson demonic flames filling the sky burst apart, scattered, and disintegrated.

The manifested heavenly demons reminiscent of the forces of hell burst apart like paper mache before they could even display their strength. The three-foot streak of sword qi swept right through them!

Moments before, the arena was like a blood-colored vision of purgatory, but the crimson instantly gave way to clear sword qi. A cold light burst overhead, filling Orchid Terrace.

Clang!!

When the three-foot streak of sword qi descended, Huan Shaoyou’s most prized weapon flew from his hand, its wails shaking the heavens. 

Huan Shaoyou himself was sent staggering back.

He took a full nine steps. With each step he retreated, the arena shook beneath him, and his face paled.

By the time he took his ninth step, Huan Shaoyou, the descendant of the Demonic Huan Family, the famously vicious and frenzied monster of the ancient era, was deathly pale, and his chest heaved as violently as a weaponsmith’s bellows. 

In the end, he couldn’t help but cough up a mouthful of blood. 

His jade-colored robes were now stained red.