First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1284 - The Style of a Single Slash

Wei Shan nodded. “I suspected that at first, but now, I’m fairly confident that Yan Daolin wasn’t involved in the attack.”

“What makes you so certain?” asked Su Yi.

“Yan Daolin said that he wouldn’t involve others in his enmity with you, Young Master,” said Wei Shan. “He wouldn’t sink to attacking us.”

Su Yi was briefly dazed. “It’s true. That guy might be ruthless, but he really wouldn’t do something like that.”

He understood Yan Daolin. He was calculating and shrewd, but he’d always maintained a code of conduct.

He’d used Wei Shan as bait to lure the Temple Master to Crow Ridge, but he’d never had any intention of hurting Wei Shan.

After chatting a while longer, Su Yi suddenly asked, “Yan Daolin claimed the good fortune in this immortal palace a long time ago, didn’t he?”

Wei Shan nodded. “Indeed.”

“Just as I expected.” Su Yi rubbed his forehead. “I let the old bastard trick me again.”

He dared say with certainty that the moment he left the immoral palace, the experts of the three camps waiting outside would assume he’d obtained the palace’s good fortune!

Yan Daolin had undoubtedly made a scapegoat out of him.

Who could possibly believe that there was no good fortune in the immortal palace whatsoever?

“You wait here for now,” said Su Yi. With that, he walked outside the palace.

......

Outside, the dark clouds were like a curtain. A blood-red lightning whirlpool hung in the air.

Experts of the Blue Luan Spirit Race, the Church of the River of Stars, and the ancient Yu Family were waiting patiently outside.

When they saw Su Yi emerge from the immortal palace, the surrounding area was instantly in uproar.

“He’s come out!”

The crowd’s eyes lit up; they felt as if fat, juicy prey were walking right toward them of its own volition.

“Friend, as you can see, we’ve sealed off the surrounding area. How about you take out the jade record the founder of Sky Crow Mountain left behind so we can contemplate it together?” Yu Qing’an said with a hearty laugh.

“That’s right! That way, there’ll be no need for violence. It’s a win-win for everyone,” Wu Huasheng said flatly. “Otherwise, you can hide in the immortal palace for a while, but... you won’t be able to hide forever, will you?”

There was no doubt about it. The only reason they hadn’t attacked Su Yi already was that they were worried he’d flee back into the Immortal Palace in terror.

“So long as you cooperate, I, Feng Yunlie, can temporarily set aside our earlier grudge and permit you to leave Crow Ridge alive,” said Feng Yunlie over in the Blue Luans’ camp. “Otherwise, even if you grow wings, you can forget about escaping today!”

How could Su Yi fail to realize that the three camps had long since joined forces.

He rubbed his forehead in mild exasperation. “If I told you that the Nine Heavens Pavilion had claimed the palace’s good fortune a long time ago, would you believe me?”

Many of the surrounding experts sneered.

“Not even a ghost would be stupid enough to believe that!” Wu Huasheng laughed coldly.

Yu Qing’an said slowly, “Friend, we’ve already expressed our sincerity. If you stubbornly refuse to see the light, you’ll only bring about your own demise.”

“Give us a straightforward answer. Do you agree? Or not?” Feng Yunlie’s brow furrowed, and his eyes surged with murderous intent. He was starting to get impatient.

Su Yi couldn’t help but sigh. Indeed, I’ve been made a scapegoat. I won’t be able to wriggle my way out of this one. I’ll make Yan Daolin pay for this.

“Friend, as wonderful as good fortune is, you need to be alive to enjoy it. I urge you to reconsider!” Yu Qing’an said solemnly.

All three camps were threatening him, both overtly and covertly. They saw Su Yi as a trapped beast with nowhere to flee.

“Just attack me, then.” Su Yi glanced up at the sky. “It’s getting late, so let’s get it over with. We’ve all got things to do.”

This light, airy declaration left the crowd stunned.

He wants us to attack? Does he really plan to fight all three of our camps at once?

This seemed unquestionably insane.

“Is there any need for that?” Yu Qing’an sighed. Su Yi’s decision seemed extremely unwise.

“When the heavens wish a man dead, they first drive him to madness. Perhaps... He thinks he’s strong enough to cut himself a path to life,” said Wu Huasheng, his eyes glinting with cold light.

“No matter what, if nothing else... his courage is laudable,” laughed Feng Yunlie.

However, his smile was extraordinarily cold.

It wasn’t that they were arrogant. Now that the three camps had joined forces, who in the Eastern Profound Star Domain wouldn’t lower their heads before them?

Even those with comparable statuses and cultivation bases could only hold their noses and endure!

Yet now, a Heavenly Longevity World King of unknown origins was refusing their good intention. He actually wanted to fight them head-on!

It was completely absurd, to the point that they found it hard to believe.

Su Yi disregarded all this. He held his jug of wine in one hand, the Dark and Gold Fortune Sword in the other as he approached the crowd.

Su Yi softly commanded, “Remember, if you’re going to fight, you’d best give it your all. If you don’t, you’ll only speed up your deaths.”

“....”

The crowd was so angry that they almost laughed.

Earlier, Feng Yunlie warned them that this opponent was highly unusual and extraordinarily powerful. They knew they couldn’t judge his strength by his cultivation base.

Yu Qing’an, Wu Huasheng, and the others were impressed. They took Su Yi seriously.

That was why they expressed their willingness to talk things over.

They wouldn’t have thought Su Yi would refuse their good intentions, much less that he’d be so brazen!

“Everyone, let’s just do as we discussed earlier and send our friend on his way first!” Wu Huasheng was on the verge of losing control of his murderous intent.

“Got it!”

The others voiced their agreement.

Boom!

Heaven and earth were in turmoil. Divine flames soared into the firmament.

Experts of all three camps joined forces without hesitation. None of them held back.

There was no talk of fairness whatsoever.

These were all old-timers long accustomed to battle, people who’d witnessed the ups and downs of worldly affairs. Each was more ruthless and decisive than the one before.

The moment they attacked, they used their strongest treasures and full strength. None held back in the slightest.

Divine flames and all manner of treasures soared through the air, eye-catching and resplendent. A terrifying current of destructive power reflected all manner of startling and strange phenomena.

Unstoppable murderous intent distorted heaven and earth. As vast as it was, all of Crow Ridge shook.

Wei Shan watched as he hid within the immortal palace. He couldn’t help but gasp, and his scalp went numb. Just what kind of terrifying enemies did the young master provoke, to face such a terrifying joint onslaught?

Feng Yunlie, Wu Huasheng, Yu Qing’an, and the other experts of the three camps were full of confidence.

It seemed to them that no World King could possibly escape death in the face of such an attack!

After all, if you added the experts of all three camps together, there were nineteen of them, and even the weakest was in the early-stage Cosmic Enlightenment Realm.

As for the strongest, they were late-stage Cosmic Enlightenment old-timers.

Pick any one of them at random, and you’d have someone capable of shaking an entire star realm with a stamp of their feet. Yet now, all of them were attacking together. Who could oppose them?

It was also at that moment that Su Yi attacked.

His tall, upright figure shifted, and within his body, his cultivation base burst forth like a tidal wave or avalanche. A rain of light poured out of his Grand Dao Black Hole, and within his chaos ground, Dark and Gold Essence surged. Colorful flowing light illuminated his treelike Root of Heaven and Earth, giving rise to supreme mysteries of the Grand Dao.

In that moment, his soul, physical body, and cultivation base all reached unprecedented heights of power!

The simple, unadorned Dark and Gold Fortune Sword hummed in his grip, as if eager to feast on fresh blood. The illusory Six Paths of Reincarnation arose on the blade of the sword. The Laws of Flying Light interwove, and the misty, dawn-like radiance of Profound Ruin permeated its surroundings...

It was no exaggeration to say that at that moment, all of the strongest methods Su Yi had acquired to date were on full display.

He wasn’t holding anything back!

Before he broke into the Oneness Realm, he wanted to see what he could achieve if he went all out with his peak Heavenly Longevity cultivation!

All of this took some time to explain, but in truth, it happened in a flash.

As Su Yi swung his sword, a streak of sword qi soared throughout the tumultuous landscape. It swept through the firmament with indestructible, unstoppable momentum, seemingly intent on blotting out the heavens.

Its dazzling light stung the eyes.

As soon as it appeared, it became the most dazzling beam of light between heaven and earth. It cleaved through the skies, severing the fetters of time and space.

There were no words to describe the sword intent within this streak of sword qi. It seemed to use heaven and earth as a furnace, incorporating all manner of supreme mysteries of the Laws, seizing fortune from the heavens.

And when this streak of sword qi descended...

The crowd’s eyes stung, and chills pricked at their skin.

Boom!

It was as if heaven and earth caved in. All of creation crumbled, and the Grand Dao collapsed.

A full nineteen World King-level secret treasures swathed in appalling destructive power were soaring over, only for a single streak of sword qi to break their joint offensive!

Flying swords were sent flying back. Daoist seals broke, divine bells let out mournful wails, and spears trembled...

Nineteen treasures, each containing the full strength of a Cosmic Enlightenment cultivator, were forced back! Immediately afterward, the divine flames and other strange phenomena manifested of the Laws exploded in the face of an avalanche of sword force.

The entire landscape abruptly collapsed, like the descent of the apocalypse.

Surging currents of divine flames ran rampant throughout the ten directions. The aftershock even reached the blood-red lightning vortex hovering beneath the dome of heaven, shaking it violently.

It really seemed no different from the descent of the apocalypse!

Misty light and smoke permeated the air. Countless startled cries arose; the sword’s power had obviously startled the crowd.

When the smoke and dust dispersed...

Heaven and earth were left riddled with holes, withered, and devastated. Everywhere the crowd looked, they saw the aftermath of this fierce clash.

Feng Yunlie, Wu Huasheng, Yu Qing’an, and the others looked somewhat wretched. Their expressions were shifting and uncertain.

Although they’d blocked that sword’s power in the end, the impact left their blood and qi churning. It was extremely unpleasant.

Those of relatively weaker cultivations were deathly pale.

When their field of view cleared, they saw someone standing before the immortal palace.

All of them were dumbstruck.

His blue robes and long hair fluttered around him. One hand gripped his sword, the other a jug of wine, and he threw back his head and drank with relish.

There wasn’t a single scratch on him!

“He... blocked it?” one of the old-timers’ hearts shook. He almost suspected he was seeing things.

“It seems... He really did block it...” someone else gasped, then gulped.

Feng Yunlie’s hands and feet quivered, and his expression filled with uncertainty.

Wu Huasheng’s body stiffened, and chills coursed down his spine.

Yu Qing’an’s eyes widened, and he sank into a daze.

Nineteen Cosmic Enlightenment World Kings of some of the modern era’s peak factions had attacked at once. Throughout the stars, who could possibly have blocked that?

Yet now, someone... had done just that!

A young Heavenly Longevity Realm cultivator had broken their attacks with a single slash!

Heaven and earth sank into a lengthy silence. The crowd was completely dazed.

Save for Su Yi, he stood there, sword in hand, drinking in great big gulps, as transcendent as an immortal or a god.