First Immortal of the Sword

“Burial grounds…” Ye Xun’s expression shifted, and he muttered to himself, “Years ago, even that jailer failed to kill me here. Who’d have thought that after all these years, my disciples and grand disciples would threaten to kill me here in his stead…?”

He looked dazed, and it was obvious that he’d lost control over his emotions.

When they heard this, the man in Daoist robes and the other experts frowned.

The red-robed elder said disdainfully, “Has the old-timer lost his wits?”

Another expert shouted, “Elder Gu, hurry up and deal with them! Otherwise, they’ll get in the way of the refining process, and all of our work and sacrifices will go to waste!”

The man in Daoist robes nodded. His eyes flashed like cold lightning, and the imposing aura of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm suddenly spread from his tall, stalwart frame, making the surrounding skies tremble.

“I’ll count to three,” he said coldly. “If you haven’t left by the time I finish counting, you’re dead.”

The atmosphere was instantly incomparably stifled and oppressive.

Xuan Zhi’s expression shifted dramatically, and she said, “Young Lord Su, you’d best hurry up and leave!”

It was as if Ye Xun couldn’t even hear her. He just stood there in a daze, as if he had no idea what was happening around him.

Su Yi said coolly, “Those who betray and abuse their forebears are among those I detest the most.”

His tone was casual, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

The man in Daoist robes said expressionlessly, “One!”

His voice shook the skies and brimmed with murderous intent.

Su Yi wasted no time talking.

He stepped forward, his blue robes swaying around him. His energy silently started circulating.

The man in Daoist robes frowned. It seemed he hadn’t anticipated that even under such circumstances, Su Yi would dare attack heedless of the consequences.

However, he wasn’t overly concerned. 

He knew who Su Yi was, and he’d heard tales of Su Yi’s glorious accomplishments. He knew that Su Yi was an extremely dazzling genius of the younger generation.

Alas, that wasn’t enough to warrant such fearlessness in the face of multiple Spiritual Incarnation Realm existences.

“Two!” His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the soul.

Su Yi was several hundred feet away, but he showed no sign of stopping. He continued ahead, looking even more indifferent than before.

The man in Daoist robes frowned even deeper.

His aura surged around him, his murderous intent swelling like waters at high tide, or like a volcano that might erupt at a moment’s notice.

Xuan Zhi opened her mouth to speak, then trailed off.

She could tell that Su Yi had absolutely no intention of retreating.

Trying to dissuade him would be a waste of effort.

However, she was inwardly overcome with confusion. How… How can he be so daring?

“Three!” 

As his thunderous shout rang out, the man in Daoist robes attacked without the slightest hesitation.

His tall frame was like a mountain in motion as he swung his fist.

Boom!

It was just one punch, but it was full of endless explosive power.

Crimson fist force arced through the air, like a river of blood. Thousands of illusory, crimson skeletons floated within the crimson waters, let out piercing, ear-rending shrieks.

The Baleful Blood Spirit-Refining Fist!

It used the Mysterious Truths of the River of Blood as a guide, and it was full of the enormous power of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm. One punch, and it was as if a baleful river of blood had descended from the Netherworld. It was a terrifying sight, and it seemed intent on devouring opponents’ flesh and blood.

The moment an opponent fell prey to this attack, they’d sink into a bloody purgatory, unable to escape!

Xuan Zhi’s heart shook.

How could she fail to realize that the man in Daoist robes planned to obliterate Su Yi in a single punch?

One hundred feet away, Su Yi continued ahead. He neither fled nor dodged.

As the bloody river of sword force descended upon him, he didn’t so much as look at it. Suddenly, a perfectly round cycle of the light of the Grand Dao surged into being around him.

The five elements circulated, half Yin, half Yang, intermingled with wind and lightning.

Boom!

When the fist force descended, it was as if a millstone ground it to nothingness. A series of deafening booms followed, and it fell apart as easily as rotting wood!

The man in Daoist robes was visibly startled. After disappearing for a few months, this kid’s gone and stepped into the Spiritual Manifestation Realm!!

“No wonder he was so fearless earlier…” A strange look appeared on Xuan Zhi’s face. She could tell that Su Yi’s cultivation was nothing like in the past.

Months ago, Su Yi used his Gathering Stars cultivation to slay the Spiritual Revolution Realm Huan Shaoyou, as well as his eight allies. All were monsters of the ancient era.

Now that he too had entered the Spirit Dao, his strength was incomparable to what it had been then!

“Hmph! The Spiritual Manifestation Realm, that’s all!” The man in Daoist robes snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and drew a bloody four-meter snake spear.

Although he said that, it was clear that this Deathbringer’s Netherworld Palace Spiritual Incarnation cultivator wasn’t at all complacent.

Boom!

He swung his spear, then thrust through the air. Wherever the point of the spear passed, it left a startling rift in the sky.

An explosive murderous intent made the surrounding area tremble.

The Serene Skies Snake Spear!

This was his natal Spirit Treasure, and it was forged of thirty thousand catties of Serene Skies Profound Iron. It had absorbed the inauspicious energies of the earth, and he’d fused it with his Grand Dao Spirit Palace. He’d already carried it for three hundred and sixty years. 

As soon as the spear appeared, his momentum transformed, becoming terrifying beyond limit.

It was immediately obvious that he was attacking with everything he had!

However——

When the four-meter Serene Skies Snake Spear pierced through the skies and stabbed the cycle of the light of the Grand Dao, it was trapped like an insect in a spider’s web, unable to advance even an inch further.

Boom!

As the light of the Grand Dao circulated, it frittered away the spear’s destructive power.

“How is this possible!?” The man in Daoist robes completely lost his composure, and his heart sank.

That attack had been enough to explode and kill an opponent of the same realm!

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Who’d have thought it would fail to break through the power of the Grand Dao surrounding a young Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator? This would have startled and terrified just about anyone!

There were now only thirty meters between Su Yi and the man in Daoist robes. 

It was then that Su Yi finally attacked. He extended his right arm and swung his hand.

Boom!

A palm imprint overflowing with clear light and the aura of the Grand Dao descended from the heavens and bore down on the man in Daoist robes.

“Break!”

The man in Daoist robes swung his spear, then thrust through the air.

Bang!!!

The resulting impact shook heaven and earth.

As Su Yi’s palm imprint descended, the Serene Skies Snake Spear bent, letting out intense, mournful wails.

The impact shook its wielder, making his blood churn, but it was already too late to dodge.

The fist imprint had descended from the heavens, enveloping him on all sides and locking down all possible escape routes. It was full of unshakeable, terrifying power. There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

He could only face it head-on!

“Break!” The man in Daoist robes looked as if his eyes were about to burst. His blood churned as if boiling, and he poured everything he had into his defense.

However——

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

The Serene Skies Snake Spear ultimately couldn’t withstand the pressure, and it broke, piece by piece.

Immediately afterward, its wielder’s tall, stalwart frame thudded to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Throughout his body, countless bones snapped, and his flesh was a pulped, bloody mess. He let out an agonized shriek.

In one casual, understated palm strike, Su Yi had suppressed his opponent completely!

Xuan Zhi’s delicate frame stiffened. Her eyes widened, and she found herself at a loss for words.

The man in Daoist robes was called Gu Yuanxiu, and he was one of the Deathbringer’s Netherworld Palace’s four late-stage Spiritual Incarnation Realm elders. His position was lofty, and he wielded vast authority. His personal strength was monstrous, too.

In the modern world, he was unquestionably a peak-level expert!

Yet now, he couldn’t withstand even a single attack! Su Yi had suppressed and injured him with ease!

“Now that he’s stepped into the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, isn’t he a bit too terrifying…?” Xuan Zhi muttered to herself. Her heart shook.

“How did he…”

“Shit!”

“How is that boy so strong?”

Startled cries rang out. The four Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivators trying to refine their founder’s body were all visibly stunned.

None of them had anticipated that someone like Gu Yuanxiu would lose to a young man they hadn’t taken the least bit seriously.

Much less that he’d fall to a single palm strike!

Meanwhile, Su Yi continued his advance, walking directly over Gu Yuanxiu.

Bang!

Gu Yuanxiu’s head exploded with a spray of blood. His body convulsed, then moved no more.

Su Yi had trampled him to death! But Su Yi didn’t so much as stop to look at him.

Ye Xun’s misfortune made him recall the preposterous yet tragic scenes that had played out just before his reincarnation.

Perhaps this was sympathy for a fellow sufferer, or perhaps, a hatred that had long accumulated deep within his heart.

Either way, starting the moment the fighting began, Su Yi couldn’t be bothered to utter so much as a word.

People who’d desecrate their master’s corpse like this deserved to die!

“Quick, everyone attack together! Kill him!” The red-robed elder bellowed.

This reminder was entirely unnecessary. The other three Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivators had long since launched into action. All of them took out their treasures.

Whoosh!

A bony old woman with stick-thin limbs activated a jade ruler shining with dazzling blood-colored light. Densely-packed vicious spirits manifested in the air, blotting out the skies.

“Hah!” A graying man in heavy armor shouted and drew a black bone sword. Black smoke surged around it, with a monstrous, savage aura.

Clang! Clang!

A child-sized dwarf carried two short silver halberds, which he banged together. The impact went off like a thunderclap, and electrical light shot through the air.

And the old man in red took out a perfectly square gray Daoist seal. Two words, each as small as a fly’s head, were carved at the base in an ancient Netherworld script: Imprisoning Evil!

The entire stretch of sky shook. Bloody light surged, black mists churned, lightning arced through the air, and a destructive aura swept through the entire area.

Xuan Zhi’s beautiful face paled, and she had no choice but to move further away.

However, it was as if Su Yi didn’t notice any of this.

He continued ahead, his expression as calm as ever.

“Die!” The four Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivators attacked without hesitation.

Boom!

It was as if heaven and earth had switched places, or as if the sun and moon lost their light.

The Daoist seal, the jade ruler, the short halberds, and the bone swords all took to the skies, stirring up a boundless, majestic current of power mixed with an all-encompassing destructive majesty. Everything swept toward Su Yi at once. 

How terrifying of a scene was this?

Demondark Mountain was enormous, yet now, it shook. The nearby mountaintops swayed, boulders toppled, and the air was thrown into disarray.

Off in the distance, the dazed Ye Xun was stunned too. He instinctively looked over, only to witness an astonishing spectacle——

A streak of radiant, clear sword qi shot out of Su Yi’s tall, lean figure.

Sword qi arced through the skies, dazzling beyond measure.

In that moment, heaven and earth seemed to dim by comparison, and everything fell silent.

Everyone else present felt a stinging pain in their eyes, and their hearts palpated in terror.

Limitless sword intent and an oppressive majesty permeated every inch of the surrounding area. 

And when the slash descended…

Boom!

The boundless current of the four Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivator’s joint attacks blanketed the sky like canvas, yet beneath this slash, it split down the middle, offering little resistance.

The two halves then split into smaller pieces, filling the air with a dazzling rain of light.

The four Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivators were like fallen leaves swept into a gale. All of them were sent flying.

One took heavy injuries and coughed up blood. One shrieked, the sound shaking the heavens. One was ripped open, and one was covered in wounds.

In the end, the surrounding ten thousand feet boomed and trembled.