First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 708: Fighting the Spiritual Revolution Realm

Mount Heavenbristle.

Even Wen Xinzhao and the Xia Emperor, who had utter confidence in Su Yi, had increasingly serious looks on their faces.

The Spiritual Revolution Realm!

It was the third and final realm of the Spirit Dao, the pinnacle of power beneath the Imperial Realm!

Every Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivator could incinerate mountains and boil seas.

In the modern Azure Continent, there were no Imperial experts. The Spiritual Revolution Realm represented the upper limit of power!

Su Yi was about to duel Wen Rufeng. Of course everyone was paying attention!

……

Outside Nine Tripod City.

Su Yi stood high in the sky. He drained his wine jug, then said calmly, “You’d best attack together and save me some trouble.”

The crowd almost dared not believe their ears.

Wen Rufeng was a Spiritual Revolution Realm existence, yet Su Yi seemed to completely disregard him!

“Hah!” Wen Rufeng was so angry that he laughed. “We’ll just have to see whether or not you’re capable of that!”

Bolts of black lightning revolved around him, his dark eyes like black holes.

Wen Rufeng stretched out his hand and grabbed, and a black spear surged forth.

It was forged entirely out of black crystal, and it was sparkling and transparent. The tip glinted with sharp, icy light. It was like the weapon of a demonic god, and it blazed with imposing divine flames.

Its imposing presence alone was enough to render Spiritual Incarnation cultivators immobile!

Most of the numerous Spirit Dao cultivators present couldn’t help but retreat half a step back. Only the Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators remained in place to watch.

“The Profound Yin Nine-Nether Spear. This is one of Tianji Dao Mountain’s core inheritances. It seems Fellow Daoist?Wen?is truly infuriated, and he plans to kill Su Yi directly,” laughed Huan Tianxu.

Boom!

Wen Rufeng attacked directly, without any wasted words.

He thrust his spear, and countless bolts of black lightning surged from the tip.

The lightning bolts were condensed out of pure Profound Yin Qi. If they made contact, they’d freeze a target solid, destroying their fleshly body. That was true even of other Spiritual Revolution experts!

He approached Su Yi in a single breath, intent on running him through in midair.

Wen Rufeng poured his entire Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivation base into this attack. It was enough to severely injure even others of the same level, never mind those of lower cultivations!

It was just as Huan Tianxu had said. Wen Rufeng was furious, and he wanted to kill Su Yi in a single attack.

Su Yi neither fled nor dodged. He just raised his hand and tapped.

His finger shone with dark, obscure luster as it touched the tip of the spear.

“You overestimate yourself!” Wen Rufeng laughed coldly. The Profound Yin Nine-Nether Spear was tyrannical and insidious. It contained concentrated, terrifying Profound Yin Qi; not even other Spiritual Revolution Realm existences dared clash with it lightly!

Kcch! Kcch!

Just as he anticipated, streaks of black lightning traveled up Su Yi’s fingers and wrapped up his arm.

Before Wen Rufeng could rejoice, Su Yi rose to his full height, and the overflowing power of the Grand Dao surged forth, enveloping him in a dusky, obscure light.

As ruthless as the Profound Yin Qi was, it couldn’t invade his flesh.

The power of genesis fused the five elements, Yin and Yang, and wind and lightning. When unleashed, nothing could corrode it; it was perfect and eternal, an invulnerable strength!

“Shit!” Wen Rufeng’s expression shifted.

“Break!” Su Yi said softly, then exerted strength through his fingers as he circulated his full cultivation base.

Boom!!

Wen?Rufeng?felt a massive, unblockable power slam into him, like a deity raising and swinging a mountain.

His Profound Yin Nine-Nether Spear broke apart inch by inch, starting from the tip, scattering fragments of black lightning!

Immediately afterward, Wen Rufeng staggered back, his face alternating white and green. He cut a sorry figure.

The onlookers were so stunned that their jaws practically fell off.

“Isn’t this Su Yi guy a bit too strong?”

“How did he pull that off?”

“Don’t tell me Wen Rufeng was holding back?”

…there was uproar on all sides.

However, Huan Tianxu, Pure Cloud, and the other Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators looked grim. They were naturally well aware that Wen Rufeng hadn’t been holding back.

Even so, Su Yi had shaken him off balance. That was simply astonishing!

“You’ve yet to even truly condense a Grand Dao Spirit Wheel, yet you dare act so ostentatiously? You’re really inviting others’ mockery.” Su Yi shook his head.

Before he even attacked, he realized at a glance that Wen Rufeng was only in the early-stage Spiritual Revolution Realm. He might occupy a lofty position, but his attainments within the Spiritual Revolution Realm were ordinary at best.

There were differences in strength among Spiritual Revolution cultivators too.

Ordinarily speaking, the better the quality of someone’s Grand Dao Spirit Wheel, the stronger they were.

Peak Spiritual Revolution experts had all condensed Grand Dao Spirit Wheels, and they had superb, transcendent abilities.

Alas, Wen Rufeng hadn’t even truly condensed his Spirit Wheel…

In the modern era, he might be an expert others could only look up to, but in Su Yi’s eyes, he was the bottom of the barrel among those of his cultivation.

Su Yi couldn’t help but find this a bit disappointing.

“Damn you, Su Yi!” Wen Rufeng’s hands formed seals, and another Profound Yin Nine-Nether Spear condensed, bringing with it an aura of destruction. It seemed to penetrate the skies.

He attacked once more.

Boom!

With a sudden crack of thunder, the new Profound Yin Nine-Nether Spear streaked through the air, penetrating the firmament like a dazzling streak of light. It shot toward Su Yi with unstoppable momentum.

This was unquestionably Wen Rufeng’s full strength, and it was far stronger than his last attack.

Su Yi didn’t underestimate it.

Whoosh~

He instantly circulated the full extent of his cultivation base, which swelled like waters at high tide. Wisps of Genesis Dao Intent revolved around him, changing his imposing aura. It was now forceful, despotic, and all-encompassing!

As Su Yi threw a punch…

Bang!!!

The Profound Yin Nine-Nether Spear he’d only just condensed burst apart, inch by inch, just as the first one had. It seemed no more durable?than paper?mache.

The terrifying shockwaves almost sent Wen Rufeng flying!

“What?” Almost without exception, the crowd was stunned.

Even if someone had cracked their heads open, and they still couldn’t have understood what they were seeing or how Su Yi had pulled that off.

“He can?seriously contend with Spiritual Revolution cultivators?” Mi Tianhe’s spirits sank, and he felt a chill in his hands and feet.

And here he’d thought that once Wen Rufeng got involved, he’d kill Su Yi with ease.

Who’d have thought that?Wen?Rufeng?would encounter obstacle after obstacle like this?

“No wonder Xia Yunjing dared place all his chips on Su Yi… so, the boy is already strong enough to contend with Spiritual Revolution cultivators…” Pu Surong’s expression shifted erratically, and her heart shook.

A’Leng and Ruo Huan looked at each other. Both sank deeper into silence.

Meanwhile, on Mount Heavenbristle.

The Xia Emperor’s eyes lit up. “Su Yi’s greatest strength is his swordsmanship, but even now, he’s yet to use his weapon. It seems that?Wen?Rufeng and the other old farts will have to band together; none are a match for Fellow Daoist Su individually!”

Wen Xinzhao, Daoist Master Coldsmoke, Weng Jiu, and the others reacted similarly.

Upon witnessing Su Yi’s power with their own eyes, they understood on a visceral level just how powerful this fallen immortal-like young man was!

“Let’s try this again!” Wen Rufeng roared in shock and fury.

His clothes billowed around him as a radiant graceful golden sword shot through the air and slashed at Su Yi.

The Goldendawn Sword.

Wen Rufeng’s Natal Spirit Treasure.

There was no doubt about it: this Spiritual Revolution expert was going all out.

Whoosh!

The Goldendawn Sword swept through the air, cleaving through the sky like a knife through cloth. Its searing light illuminated the landscape.

“You really don’t know when to quit.” Su Yi sighed, his black eyes deep and profound as he slapped the air.

Clang!!

The descending Goldendawn Sword trembled violently, then flew backward.

It was as if Wen Rufeng had been struck by lightning. He staggered back and coughed up blood.

His Natal Weapon was fused with his body and cultivation. Damaging it hurt him too!

Startled cries rang out on all sides.

Even Huan Tianxu, Xue Moning, Pure Cloud, and Nie Wanzhi could no longer remain calm.

It was obvious to everyone that as powerful as Wen Rufeng was, he was helpless against Su Yi!

“Everyone, attack together! Kill that bastard!” Huan Tianxu bellowed and led the charge.

Rumble!

A terrifying momentum spread from his gaunt frame. His aura was vast and majestic, like the descent of a primordial demonic god.

Bzzzz!

At the same time, a drum-like, conch-like treasure shrouded in crimson hovered above Huan Tianxu’s head.

This was his Natal Spirit Treasure: the Profound Demon Wardrum! action

When it appeared, thunderclaps reverberated throughout heaven and earth. Huan Tianxu used his hand as a mallet to beat the Profound Demon Wardrum, and crimson sound waves visible to the naked eye swept toward Su Yi.

Everywhere they passed, the sky instantly burst. Nothing could stand in their way.

Throughout the surrounding area, countless people felt rending pain in their souls, and they saw stars. It was as if a swarm of demons were roaring, their cries shaking the world.

“Let’s attack together, then!” Immediately afterward, the Burning Sun Sect’s Xue Moning, Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain’s Nie Wanzhi, and the Pure Emptiness Buddhist Sect’s Pure Cloud attacked. Their auras soared, shaking heaven and earth.

Boom!

A serpentine, fiery crimson whip appeared in Xue Moning’s hand. It was crystalline and sparkling, and it blazed with monstrous purple flames.

The Sky Python Whip!

Weng~

A white jade ruler appeared in Pure Cloud’s hands. Eighteen Buddhist visions of purgatory were carved on it, and it shone with limitless Buddhist light as dazzling as the skies at dawn.

From a distance, it was as if Pure Cloud gripped a miniature sun!

The Demon-Suppressing Ruler!

Immediately afterward, an ear-piercing sword hum reverberated throughout heaven and earth.

A pure snow-white, Dao Sword hovered before the colorfully-dressed Nie Wanzhi, casting streaks of dazzling misty light.?They were manifested?of the?power of the Grand Dao, and they could flatten mountains with ease.

The Snowswept Dao Sword!

The entire area was thrown into upheaval. Limitless destructive energy surged from Huan Tianxu, Xue Moning, Pure Cloud, and Nie Wanzhi, changing the situation completely.

Countless cultivators retreated in alarm and panic, distancing themselves from the fray. They dared not approach for fear that the shockwaves of the battle to come would affect them.

After all, a whole group of Spiritual Revolution cultivators was attacking together. How could such a lineup be ordinary?

“Can you escape death this time, Su Yi?” Mi Tianhe was starting to get excited.

“The grand battle is finally about to begin,” murmured Pu Surong.

“Excellent!”

.

Su Yi’s eyes shone with divine radiance. He was finally interested.

His sleeves billowed.

Boom!

The blood-colored sound wave sweeping toward him exploded.

At the same time—

Clang!

Abstruse Celestial appeared.

Its blade was dark and ethereal as the night skies, and it rippled with the luster of the Grand Dao. The faint, nigh-indiscernible projection of a Netherflame Demon Sparrow flickered within the blade.

The sword’s hums swept forth like a tide, stretching between heaven and earth.

It sounded as if it longed to feast on fresh blood.

Su Yi brushed his finger across the flat of the blade and whispered, “Today, I’ll use the blood of five Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators to sharpen your edge!”