First Immortal of the Sword

Abstruse Celestial hummed as if whooping for joy.

Su Yi smiled.

It was then that his aura changed completely.

He unleashed the full extent of his Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivation base, holding nothing back. The skies shook, and the inscrutable Dao Intent of Genesis circulated around him, raising his imposing aura to unprecedented heights.

This was Su Yi’s first time revealing his full power since entering the Spiritual Manifestation Realm.

In the crowd’s eyes, he seemed like an immortal walking through the human world, with the peerless bearing of the greatest of his generation, free and unrestrained.

His presence was so intense that countless onlookers’ expressions shifted in response.

“How is it possible for a Spiritual Manifestation cultivator to possess such an imposing aura?” one of the older-generation cultivators couldn’t help but blurt.

But there were far more people too stifled and fearful for words.

Su Yi seemed like an entirely different person. His imposing aura alone was enough to make their hearts quiver in terror!

“He’s left us far behind.” Zeng Pu, Gu Cangning, Chi Jiansu, and the others who once stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Su Yi sighed over their own inferiority. 

“It would have been so wonderful if the House of the Skywalking Sword could have put him to use… dammit!” Mi Tianhe gnashed his teeth.

No matter how much he detested Su Yi, he had to admit that Su Yi was an unmatched genius, the type that might not appear even once in tens of thousands of years.

“Now, I dare say with certainty that even in our Bright Sky Realm, I couldn’t find a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator capable of standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Su Yi. I’m afraid only the sacred grounds of the Nine Provinces of the Wilds might be home to someone comparable…” Pu Surong looked dazed.

Su Yi had completely astonished her, and she felt utterly shaken!

A’Leng and Ruo Huan had long since sunk into silence. 

“He’s like a banished immortal from on high. How often do such people appear in the mortal world?” The Xia Emperor sighed with admiration. 

The others’ hearts swelled with emotion too.

Su Yi’s tall, upright figure defended the city gates, his magnificent bearing overwhelming the crowd!

Meanwhile, Huan Tianxu and the other Spiritual Revolution Realm experts looked grim. Su Yi’s sheer power and momentum put enormous pressure on even them!

They looked at each other, irrepressible killing intent welling within their hearts. 

“Kill him!” Five Spiritual Revolution experts attacked at once, without the slightest hesitation. 

Boom!

Huan Tianxu beat the Profound Demon Wardrum, the sound like a swarm of roaring demons. Blood-red sound waves swept toward Su Yi. He was the first to attack.

Almost simultaneously, Xue Moning’s Sky Python Whip sent ripples of blazing purple fire through the air. The whip cracked the air, shaking heaven and earth. 

Pure Cloud had a compassionate look on his face as he clasped his palms together.

Clang!

The lustrous, jade-like white Demon-Suppressing Ruler shot through the sky, radiant as the sun, illuminating the entire landscape. Eighteen depictions of purgatory hovered around it, defending it on all sides. 

“Go!” Nie Wanzhi’s eyes flashed with cold light as she wielded the Snowswept Dao Sword. It pierced through the firmament, arcing like a rainbow before descending with forceful, unstoppable Dao Light.

Wen Rufeng activated the Goldendawn Sword as well, surrounding and charging Su Yi alongside the four other Spiritual Revolution experts.

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Five Spiritual Revolution cultivators had joined forces. The terrifying energy currents blanketed heaven and earth, like a raging storm of the Grand Dap spreading far and wide.

Startled cries and shouts of astonishment arose throughout the area. The onlookers had already retreated far away, but this sheer vision of devastation nonetheless startled them out of their wits.

This alliance was originally intended to crush the Great Xia’s imperial family.

Yet now, it was aimed entirely at Su Yi!

“Ants, all of you.” Su Yi’s gaze was profound and distant, as tranquil as the waters of an ancient well.

Five Spiritual Revolution cultivators, three in the early stage of the realm two in the middle stage. Of them, only the old monk, Pure Cloud, had condensed his Grand Dao Spirit Wheel. That made him an expert, but only just barely.

The others were the bottom of the barrel amongst Spiritual Revolution cultivators. 

Clang!

Su Yi made no attempt to dodge. On the contrary, he charged ahead. The Dao Intent of Genesis slashed through the air amidst the clear, impassioned hum of his sword.

Boom!

The distant onlookers’ felt a prickling pain in their eyes, and boundless sword qi poured from the heavens, like a boundless galaxy falling down to earth.

It illuminated the entire landscape. 

The Rejoicing Sword Sutra, Pulling Galaxies!

When Su Yi unleashed the Rejoicing Sword Sutra at his new cultivation, its strength and power of the Grand Dao were immeasurably stronger than before!

Huan Tianxu led the charge.

He beat his Profound Demon Wardrum, creating blood-red soundwaves. He was the first one Su Yi’s slash struck. It was like the river of stars pouring down from the nine heavens, descending with a terrifying wave of destructive power. 

How could Huan Tianxu possibly endure such a surge of sword qi?

He couldn’t. He coughed up blood and trembled violently.

His thin frame flew backward, like a falling leaf swept into a hurricane. The Profound Demon Drum wailed as it was sent flying too.

And when the vast and mighty sword qi descended, the skies suddenly sank. Divine radiance soared into the heavens, and the air currents were thrown into disarray.

The onlookers watched in a daze. They couldn’t see anything clearly.

When the dust dissipated, they saw that the other four Spiritual Revolution experts hadn’t gotten off lightly either.

They’d joined forces, only for one slash to break through their joint attack!!

“This…” Everyone was dumbstruck, and their minds went blank.

An alliance of five Spiritual Revolution cultivators was enough to sweep the entire nation.

Yet now, they were helpless against Su Yi, a single Spiritual Revolution Realm youth!

Mi Tianhe’s expression stiffened. He felt a chill in his hands and feet, and waves of shock coursed through his heart.

Pu Surong’s delicate frame quivered, and the look on her beautiful face shifted erratically. 

Even the two of them were completely shaken!

The other experts of the ancient factions were in uproar. None of them could remain calm.

No one had guessed Su Yi would be this strong!

“If we don’t strike him down, he’ll be a harbinger of disaster!” Nie Wanzhi surged with murderous intent.

The other four Spiritual Revolution cultivators looked at each other, their murderous intent intensifying.

After that attack, they were now fully aware of just how terrifying Su Yi was. How could they dare hold anything back?

Whoosh!

Nie Fengzhi led the charge with her Snowswept Dao Sword. She manifested a thousand-foot streak of dazzling sword light, like a divine sword descending from beyond the heavens as she slashed at Su Yi from afar.

Before the sword light even reached him, sharp sword qi locked onto Su Yi, slicing a rift through the sky.

“A coarse Dao of the Sword like that is truly painful to look at.” A jeer tugged at Su Yi’s lips as he swung his sword.

He called upon the Rejoicing Sword Sutra this time too. His strike was quick as the wind, as free and unrestrained as an immortal performing a sword dance. Its light illuminated the nine heavens.

The Rejoicing Sword Sutra was one of the loftiest sword sutras he’d created in his past life. When he’d used it prior to this, his cultivation was so lowly that he could at most recreate its shape.

But now that he’d entered the Spiritual Manifestation Realm and mastered the Dao Intent of Genesis, he could unleash the essence of his sword sutra!

The true Rejoicing Sword Sutra required both its shape and its essence!

Crunch!

Nie Wanzhi’s sword light burst like paper mache, but Su Yi’s slash continued ahead, cutting through the air and streaking toward his opponent.

His sword force was forceful and tyrannical. Even Nie Wanzhi, a Spiritual Revolution Realm sword cultivator, visibly reacted to it.

Boom!

The beats of the Profound Demon Wardrum filled the air, and the Sky Python Whip cracked.

Huan Tiandu and Xue Moning joined forces with Nie Wanzhi. Only then did they neutralize Su Yi’s slash.

Even so, that terrifying destructive power left the three Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators’ blood and qi churning, and each looked grimmer than the one before.

But Su Yi didn’t let up in the least. He took to the skies, sword in hand, his attainments in the Dao of the Sword on full display.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Streaks of sword qi swept forth, shocking the heavens. Dazzling arcs of flowing light crushed the five Spiritual Revolution experts’ attempts to coordinate in just a few blinks of the eye; there was no way they could surround Su Yi or launch a joint attack.

And Su Yi? He swaggered into the battlefield like a god of the sword, his gaze proud and contemptuous, with an invincible bearing. 

The onlookers had all lost their composure, and their hair stood on end.

When Su Yi first appeared on the city walls all by himself, everyone thought he was suicidal and insane, no different from an egg flinging itself against a rock.

Now, they understood on a deep level why Su Yi dared protect Nine-Tripod City single-handedly. 

It was because he alone could fend off an army of tens of thousands!

Clang!

Suddenly, a blast reverberated through the battlefield.

A streak of Su Yi’s sword qi landed on the Profound Demon Wardrum, like a sudden crack of thunder on flat ground. This was Huan Tianxu’s Natal Spirit Treasure, but the sword qi left a deep scar on its surface. The drum rumbled and shook violently.

Splurt!

Natal Spirit Treasures were connected to their cultivators.

When the Profound Demon Wardrum was damaged, Huan Tianxu coughed up blood and retreated explosively.

However, this was only the beginning.

Immediately afterward, sword qi cleaved into the Demon-Suppressing Ruler. The eighteen visions of purgatory surrounding and defending it popped like soap bubbles, dissipating into nothingness.

Pure Cloud’s face instantly paled, and he staggered as if about to fall. Despite himself, he was astonished.

Practically simultaneously, ten or so rapid-fire slashes struck Wen Rufeng’s Goldendawn Sword, severely damaging it. The impact was deafening.

Wen Rufeng took several steps back. With each step, he trembled, and his face paled. By the time he took his last few steps, he was coughing up blood!
In the blink of an eye, three Spiritual Revolution experts had been injured!

This nigh divine might shook everyone present once more.

However, Su Yi didn’t let up in the slightest. Sword in hand, he attacked once more.

“One more time!” Xue Moning’s Sky Python Whip manifested five mighty fire dragons.

Immediately afterward, Nie Wanzhi, Pure Cloud, Huan Tianxu, and Wen Rufeng charged.

All of them fought in a murderous frenzy, and the full extent of their Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivation bases circulated.

Su Yi’s gaze was calm and indifferent, without the slightest ripple of surprise. 

In the face of five Spiritual Revolution cultivator’s desperate, frenzied attacks, he made no attempt to dodge. He just slashed, again and again, neutralizing their attacks.

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

As the battle raged, he repeatedly injured and forced back his five opponents, leaving them covered in blood.

One of Su Yi’s attacks struck Pure Cloud, the only one among his foes to have condensed his Grand Dao Spirit Wheel. If his physique weren’t practically on the level of an invincible golden body, and if his monk’s robes weren’t a shockingly powerful defensive treasure, he would have already been cut in two. 

Even so, Pure Cloud was so startled that he broke out in a cold sweat.

One slash! Two slashes! Three slashes…

Su Yi’s momentum only grew even more terrifying over time. In the end, he was thoroughly enveloped in unstoppable, overflowing, forceful sword intent.

His sword qi attacks grew increasingly terrifying and dazzling as well, and they cut countless jarring, eye-catching rifts into the sky.

Finally, someone could no longer take it. 

“Ah——!”

After forcefully blocking Su Yi’s sixth strike, Wen Rufeng let out a miserable, desperate shriek. His cries shook heaven and earth .

His defensive treasures had all been destroyed in their earlier clashes. This time, when he tried to block, the Goldendawn Sword snapped in two.

By the time the other Spiritual Revolution rushed to his aid, it was too late.

Indomitable sword qi cleaved into Wen Rufeng, cutting him in half like a knife through tofu.

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Even his soul was cut to ribbons.

He was destroyed, body and soul!

Mere moments had passed since the start of the battle, yet this Spiritual Revolution cultivator of Tianji Dao Mountain had already fallen in battle!

Throughout the surrounding area, everyone was astonished. 

The curtains were open, and the prelude to death had already begun!