First Immortal of the Sword

Su Yi!

When they saw the tall, lean figure standing atop the city walls, many of the cultivators present recognized him.

Uproar and discussion broke out throughout the surrounding area.

“He didn’t run away? He sure has guts…” many people exclaimed.

Others sighed. “So, he’s the famous Su Yi.”

For the vast majority of those present, this was their first time seeing Su Yi in person. Many of them almost dared not believe that a teenager like this was the same dazzling, legendary figure everyone was talking about.

“Su Yi is as gutsy as ever.” Zeng Pu couldn’t help but sigh.

When they saw Su Yi’s familiar figure, Chi Jiansu, Gu Cangning, Buddhist Son Chen Lu, and the various other top figures of the younger generation all felt conflicted.

Months prior, they could still stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Su Yi.

But now, Su Yi had already left them in the dust!

“I’m afraid he’s gone insane…” Pu Surong watched from atop her tower in Nine Tripod City. Her eyes widened; she couldn’t imagine how or why Su Yi dared appear under such circumstances.

“Don’t tell me Xia Yunjing plans to send Su Yi to his death all on his own?” A’Leng said with disbelief.

Ruo Huan took a deep breath, then said, “Or perhaps, the imperial family has placed all their hopes of victory on Su Yi!” 

“Ridiculous!” A’Leng laughed coldly without the slightest politeness.

“Is it ridiculous?” whispered Ruo Huan. “Don’t forget, Su Yi can control the Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation!”

A’Leng’s cold smile froze in place.

He remembered his attempt to barge into Mount Heavenbristle ten days ago. It was Su Yi who’d sent him packing in disgrace, and he’d done so by controlling the Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation!

“Then we’ll just have to wait and see whether or not Su Yi is capable of turning the tides!” Pu Surong said coolly.

……

Meanwhile, on Mount Heavenbristle. 

Su Yi had arranged for Wen Xinzhao, Daoist Master Coldsmoke, and Qing Ya to stay with the Xia Emperor.

A light curtain formed of the Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier’s power currently hovered before them. It clearly depicted everything happening outside the city.

“They definitely think I’ve gone insane…” the Xia Emperor muttered to himself, his eyes bright and clear.

He then looked at Wen Xinzhao and said warmly, “Miss Xinzhao, are you worried about Fellow Daoist Su?”

Wen Xinzhao shook her head without so much as pausing to think. “I’m not worried."

The Xia Emperor laughed. “Me neither!”

However, Daoist Master Coldsmoke and Weng Jiu looked conflicted. They couldn’t be as calm or confident as the emperor and Wen Xinzhao.

After all, the ancient factions’ lineup was right outside the city, and it was truly terrifying.

“Big Brother Su Yi has never lost, and he won’t lose in the future either!” chirped Qing Ya.

……

Heaven and earth were desolate.

All eyes converged upon the figure standing atop the city walls.

As vast as the city was, only one man stood there, like a single warrior holding a pass against an army of thousands!

“Where is Xia Yunjing? Why did he send just one little pipsqueak to his death?” Huan Tianxu snorted coldly.

Every word went off like an explosion or a sudden clap of thunder, making heaven and earth tremble. 

The soundwaves seemed to materialize as they left Huan Tianxu’s mouth. They slammed into the walls of Nine Tripod City with a boom, provoking ripples of the defensive formation’s power.

The Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation’s power circulated. Only then did the walls block the soundwaves.

However, cracks had formed on the ground near the point of impact. It was as if a hurricane had blown through.

Numerous faces filled with astonishment. This was the terrifying power of the Spiritual Revolution Realm!

Without using any special abilities, his voice alone shook heaven and earth, and even affected the landscape!

Furthermore, his words expressed utter contempt for Su Yi. He even called him a “pipsqueak”!

Su Yi took a sip of wine and said calmly, “I alone am enough to kill you people.”

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it reverberated clearly throughout heaven and earth.

Gaps rang out throughout the vicinity. Countless people were astonished.

“He… He… He plans to fight on his own?” someone stammered.

“Is this guy insane!?” Others found this absurd.

Voices rang up on all sides. No one had anticipated that Su Yi would contend with the forces of the top ancient factions on his own!

This was unquestionably insane, and it was completely beyond their imaginations.

“Foolhardy recklessness! You’ve gone insane!” Mi Tianhe laughed coldly. 

Many others shared this belief.

When they heard Su Yi’s words, Huan Tianxu, Wen Rufeng, Xue Moning, Pure Cloud, and Nie Wanzhi, the five Spiritual Revolution experts, couldn’t help but burst into uproarious laughter.

They obviously saw this as no more than a joke. 

“Su Yi, don’t be in a rush. Today, you’ll die beyond a shadow of a doubt,” the purple-robed Xue Moning said indifferently.

He was the high elder of the Burning Sun Sect, and he represented the will of his entire faction.

“Oh? You all think that way too?” Su Yi laughed dryly, one hand behind his back, the other holding a jug of wine as he swept his gaze across the crowd. 

“Young friend, if you’re willing to accept confinement within the Pure Emptiness Buddhist Sect, I can save you from execution,” said Old Monk Pure Cloud, his hands clasped together and a compassionate expression on his face.

“Su Yi, offer up your legacies, and I wouldn’t mind letting you accept confinement within the Pure Emptiness Buddhist Sect,” Wen Rufeng of Tianji Dao Mountain said calmly.

“You can spare him, but I most certainly can’t. He killed our disciples, and he must pay for it with his life!” Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain’s Nie Wanzhi said icily, brimming with murderous intent.

The Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators seemed to see Su Yi as a fish on the chopping block.

“That so?” A faint smile appeared on Su Yi’s face. “I’m different from you; my request is simple. I just hope you’ve got guts. Whatever you do, don’t run away.”

Silence followed this request.

Everyone looked over in disbelief; it was as if they were looking at a madman.

“Seniors, please allow me to duel him.” Zhou Zhi suddenly stepped into the sky.

He wore Daoist robes, and he had the extraordinary bearing of a dragon or phoenix. As soon as he stepped forth, he became the center of attention.

“You want to die first?” Su Yi sounded a bit surprised.

A Spiritual Manifestation cultivator dared challenge him at a time like this? Whoever he was, it was obvious that he had enormous confidence in himself.

Zhou Zhi ignored the contempt in Su Yi’s tone. He inclined his head and said forthrightly, “I am Zhou Zhi of Tianji Dao Mountain. Please instruct me, Fellow Daoist Su!”

His unflappable courage won widespread approval from the crowd.

“He really lives up to his reputation as the peerless monster second on the Ranking of Stars!” 

Zhou Zhi’s bearing impressed even the older-generation cultivators, who were beside themselves with admiration.

“You can’t cut it. Have one of your seniors fight in your stead.” Su Yi shook his head.

He had no interest in a one-on-one duel with a Spiritual Manifestation cultivator. The truth was, Su Yi had long since ceased to concern himself about others of the same cultivation.

Zhou Zhi might well be incredible, but in Su Yi’s eyes, he was at best slightly stronger than Dongguo Feng.

Zhou Zhi’s expression remained calm, and he didn’t lose his temper. “Fellow Daoist Su, don’t overestimate yourself. Our seniors have come for the imperial family, not just to deal with you.”

Reading between the lines, he was saying that Su Yi was unworthy of the Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators’ personal attention.

The insult was like a needle hidden in soft cotton!

Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh, but he couldn’t be bothered to waste any more time. He walked off the city walls and into the air. One hand was still behind his back, and the other still held a jug of wine. “Alright, then. I’ll send you on your way first.”

His bearing was casual, as if he were out for a stroll.

Even the onlookers couldn’t help but admit that none could outdo Su Yi’s breadth of spirit.

After all, who else present could have been so calm in the face of five Spiritual Revolution experts and an army of over a hundred Spirit Dao cultivators?

“Please!” Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand.

Boom!

Lightning overlapped in midair, and a jade ruler surging with purple flame surged forth. The name “Thunderflame” was inscribed on its surface in ancient Daoist glyphs.

Zhou Zhi brushed his fingers against its surface, a proud look on his face. “This is the Thunderflame Ruler, my Natal Spirit Treasure. I’ve refined it for…”

Su Yi stopped him before he could finish. “I have no interest in the last words of someone about to die. Just attack already. If you make me attack first, you’ll only die faster.”

Zhou Zhi’s introduction stopped abruptly. His eyes shone with fire and lightning, and his aura surged around him. 

“Su Yi,” he said slowly and emphatically, “you’ll pay the price for your arrogance!”

Boom!

He took a step forward, and the skies collapsed with a boom. Explosive lightning and dazzling flames revolved around him.

His aura instantly surged to its maximum strength, and his imposing bearing was such that even the onlooking Spiritual Incarnation cultivators couldn’t help but tremble.

He was too strong!

If they hadn’t seen it with their eyes, they could never have imagined that such power was possible for a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator!

Huan Tianxu couldn’t help but sigh and say to Wen Rufeng, “Your sect’s Zhou Zhi might only be in the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, but he already demonstrates the aptitude to strive for the Imperial Realm.”

The other Spiritual Revolution Realm experts’ expressions shifted. It seemed obvious that they were jealous that Tianji Dao Mountain had such a heaven-defying, monstrous genius in their ranks. 

Wen Rufeng ran his fingers through his beard and smiled. “Fellow Daoist, you exaggerate. It might be difficult for Zhou Zhi to find opponents of the same cultivation rank, but he still has a long road ahead of him.”

This sounded like modesty, but in truth, he was smug. 

Whoosh!

Zhou Zhi attacked, and his ruler swung through the air. Lightning and fire interwove, forming a giant, swift luan bird. It beat its wings and soared through the skies, diving at Su Yi.

It was over a hundred feet long and bathed in fire and lightning, like a legendary lightning spirit. It emanated an air of destruction.

Even rarer, although it was obviously the product of a technique, it seemed real, almost like a true living thing. Furthermore, it contained the incomparably inscrutable aura of a Mysterious Truth.

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It was clear that Zhou Zhi’s control of the power of the Grand Dao was exquisite indeed.

Even the old monsters were amazed.

Boom!

The air was thrown into turmoil, and divine radiance illuminated the world.

The luan beat its wings and attacked with an unmatched air of destruction.

His momentum was a full level greater than Dongguo Feng, who was seventh on the Ranking of Stars.

From this, it was clear that Bluecloud Tower’s rankings were quite fair and thoroughly considered.

But in the face of this attack, Su Yi merely shook his head.

He stood upright in the sky, and the right hand he’d been keeping behind his back stretched out. He casually waved his sleeves, and一

Bang!!

It was as if a deity had smacked the massive descending luan away, smashing it to pieces in midair. It scattered into fire and lightning, then dissipated. 

One swoosh of the sleeves, and it vanished into nothingness!