First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 382: Enemies On All Sides, One-Sided Suppression

Boom!

The elder Chu Xiu called Ol' Yun was the first to attack. His gaunt frame shockingly expanded to a full fifty feet tall.

Dense black scales formed on his skin, and his eyes turned bright red, while a pair of curved, snow-white tusks jutted from the corners of his mouth.

Gusts of fiery, explosive yao qi emanated from his massive frame. This was the imposing might of the Origin Palace Realm, and it was fierce beyond limit.

“This…”

Qin Dongxu and the others felt their hair stand on end, and they suddenly found it hard to breathe.

The elder’s aura was cruel and ferocious. He was far more terrifying than A’Lin or the young man in purple!

Churning black yao flames spread around his towering, fifty-foot frame at speeds visible to the naked eye, as if he were a barbarian god.

Su Yi was just on the verge of running out of patience, but when he saw this, he couldn’t help but arch his brow.?A?Firedemon?Spirit Macaque!

This was a variant species with almost limitless strength. The power of their bloodline was domineering, as they possessed innate control over fire!

Boom!

The elder took a big step forward. Despite his enormous size, he was as nimble as fire or lightning. Before even drawing near, he swung his fist at Su Yi.

The air descended into chaos beneath the power of his punch. Black yao flames swept forth, blazing and despotic beyond compare.

Su Yi didn’t so much as dodge. He just clenched his fist and met the attack head-on.

Boom!

A shocking wave of destructive power spread from the point of impact.

Su Yi shook slightly, but he remained in place.

The elder, however, was forced one step back.

“One more time!” The elder’s bright red eyes glinted with cold luster and his voice boomed like thunder as he threw a punch once more.

The fist force was unrestrained and explosive, shaking both heaven and earth.

“So, you pursue the path of the body refiner, and the power of your flesh is already nearing that of a Buddhist cultivator’s Invincible Golden Body. Your foundations in the Grand Dao are extraordinary; Origin Palace cultivators of the mundane world cannot even begin to compare. Alas…” Su Yi shook his head. “You’re still not strong enough.

When he saw the elder’s next punch, Su Yi suddenly stretched out his body, his blood and qi booming like the ringing of a bell.

The fingers of his right hand pressed together, forming a sword, and he cut through the air.

Boom!

One clear star after another manifested out of the pure power of his blood and qi.

Starry Sky Sword Fingers.

This was a peerless art of body cultivators of the demonic way. Unleashed through the tyrannical strength of Su Yi’s flesh and cultivation, it produced vast and magnificent phenomena.

Bang!

The force of the elder’s punch broke apart as easily as if it were made of paper mache. His massive frame staggered back; one clash was almost enough to suppress him.

Gasp!?The sound of onlookers sucking in breaths of cold air rang out throughout the hall.

Even Chu Xiu’s eyes silently focused. Elder Yun was his attendant, as well as one of his warriors. He’d tempered his fleshly body to the point that he feared neither fire nor lightning, and mortal tribulations couldn’t sway him.

He could firmly suppress even other Origin Palace cultivators.

Yet now, Su Yi had effortlessly forced him back!

He almost dared not believe it. How could such a terrifying Xiantian Martial Ancestor exist in this world? He was so strong that it was downright unreasonable!

“Die!”

“Die!”

A’Lin and Rong He attacked too.

A’Lin swung her silver spear, filling the air with bone-chillingly cold light, fast and ferocious.

Rong He, meanwhile, unleashed an extremely imposing and sinister saber technique. The edge of his saber flashed, and bright, unearthly, crimson saber-qi filled the air. It was so dense that it was like a turbulent, blood-colored sea as it swept toward Su Yi.

The Yin Saber of Absolute Severing!

This was a secret legacy with shocking killing power. Once unleashed, the saber’s edge was sharp without limit. Saber shadows overlapped, and from a distance, it was as if hell had descended upon this world, brimming with utterly destructive power.

There was no doubt about it; both A’Lin and Rong He were going all out. Neither held anything back anymore.

“Nothing but eggs flinging themselves against a rock.” It was then that Su Yi, who’d just stood in place this entire time, finally attacked.

He swiped, using his fingers as a sword. Clear sword qi flashed through the air.

Clang!

A deafening impact rang out, sending A’lLn flying back once more, like a kite with her strings cut.

She was still injured after their earlier clash—her right wrist had snapped. This time, Su Yi’s attack was forceful and despotic to the extreme. Although she blocked it, she suffered a severe shock, to the point that her energies nearly collapsed and dispersed. Her blood and qi flowed in reverse, and she repeatedly hacked up blood.

Almost simultaneously, Su Yi’s feet traced the Big Dipper, and his robes billowed around him as he charged toward Rong He.

Dense, crimson saber qi formed layered shadows, blanketing heaven and earth. A terrifying destructive aura permeated the air, but before it even touched Su Yi, it burst upon contact with the clear charm of the Dao emanating from him.

Bang bang bang!

The illusory crimson sabers filling the sky burst like soap bubbles. Low explosions rang out repeatedly, and Su Yi charged directly through every obstacle in his path, like an axe through bamboo.

“Shit!” Rong He’s expression shifted. When he saw Su Yi charging right toward him, he suddenly swung his saber. He poured all the power he had into this single slash, which blazed like flames as ninety feet of blood-colored light surged into the heavens.

A hint of disdain flashed through Su Yi’s gaze. He waved his hand and…

Crack!

The blood-colored light burst apart, as fragile as paper mache.

When Su Yi’s fingers brushed against the long, thin blade of the saber, the gesture looked light and gentle, yet it struck with terrifying force, as if he were a god swinging a giant hammer.

Clang!

It was as if Rong He had been struck by lightning. The impact sent his saber flying from his hands.

“How is this possible?” Rong He’s eyes widened, and he almost dared not believe his eyes.

But just as Su Yi was about to strike him down, Elder Yun attacked from the sides, stabbing with his short black halberd. He was targeting Su Yi’s exposed back.

“Scram!” Su Yi waved his sleeves.

Clear power swept forth, repelling the short halberd with a bang. Elder Yun’s fifty-foot frame staggered back as well.

However, Rong He seized the opportunity to flee just in the nick of time.

Everyone present was stunned.

Three mighty experts, each with strength that far surpassed a mundane cultivator, had attacked at once, yet Su Yi had effortlessly defeated all three of them!

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This was completely beyond their expectations, and although it wasn’t cold, they couldn’t help but shiver.

Qin Dongxu and the others felt their backs break out in cold sweat. When they thought back to their journey to the Sea of Chaotic Spirits, they realized that if Su Yi had gone all out, all of them combined likely wouldn’t have been enough to stop him!

Even Tong Xinghai and the other heretical cultivators’ hearts shook.?How could such a terrifying youth exist in this world?

Su Yi stood in the air, his eyes flashing like cold lighting as he looked at Chu Xiu. “You still don’t plan to fight alongside them?”

Hua Xinfeng seized the opportunity to mock him too. “Oh? And here I thought the Possessed were supposed to be strong. So… This is all you’ve got.”

Chu Xiu remained as composed as before, but his expression darkened. He waved. “All of you, attack together.”

Tong Xinghai, Old Yao Sky Serpent, Water Monarch Blue Shark, and Old Demon Golden Corpse immediately stepped forth and took out their treasures. Their auras surged and churned around them.

“Kill him!”

“Die!”

“Die!”

All four heretical cultivators attacked as one, charging boldly into the fray alongside A’Lin and Rong He.

Rumble!

The air was in turmoil. Even heaven and earth changed color.

Su Yi now faced seven foes. Even the weakest was in the mid-stage Grain Avoidance Realm, while the strongest were in the Origin Palace Realm.

They had now joined forces. Just how terrifying a scene was about to unfold?

Sword qi, saber light, and the radiance of various treasures surged forth, like rampaging currents. At the same time, all manner of techniques and Daoist magics burst forth, as vast and imposing as floodwaters breaking through a dam.

All of them were aimed at a single target: Su Yi!

It was enough to make any Origin Palace cultivator give in to despair!

“Excellent!” Su Yi’s eyes lit up.

He took a deep breath, his sleeves fluttering around him. His cultivation was circulating to its very limit, and the sound of a coursing river emanated from within him.

He neither dodged nor shrunk back. Instead, he met the attack head-on.

A grand battle instantly broke out. Su Yi and seven cultivators who stood at the pinnacle of their respective nations were locked in combat. Booms filled the entire area, rumbling like thunder and scattering intense light.

What scared Qin Dongxu and the other onlookers the most was that even when he faced seven experts at once, Su Yi showed no signs of being suppressed!

He was as free and unrestrained as an immortal, and it seemed nothing could block him. He broke through his foes’ attempts to surround and suppress him, over and over again. With a simple shift of his hands and feet, he unleashed fist force, palm strikes, and sword qi. No matter which he used, each attack was unimaginably mighty!

Countless exquisite applications of power were all at his fingertips!

Isn’t this guy’s strength a bit too terrifying? Just what kind of shocking foundations did he establish in the Four Realms of the Martial Dao??Even Chu Xiu’s?expression filled?with uncertainty.

His gaze had been locked onto Su Yi this whole time, as if he were trying to discern his secrets. However, the more he saw, the more startled and alarmed he felt.

This was because, despite his intelligence and knowledge, he’d never once heard of a Xiantian Martial Ancestor wielding such terrifying power.

Suddenly, Su Yi’s voice reverberated throughout the battlefield. “Qin Dongxu, you all should attack too. Killing you after I’m done with them would be too boring.”

They then watched as charged into battle, darting nimbly between their attacks.

He was just one person, yet he’d seized the advantage. He was suppressing Tong Xinghai, A’Lin, and the others, to the point that they almost couldn’t bear to raise their heads!

“This…” Qin Dongxu and the others’ hearts pounded in their chest.

Earlier, they’d hoped to watch these tigers fight from a safe distance. Who’d have thought Su Yi would drag them into the fray?

Chu Xiu glanced at them, his eerie green eyes and calm indifference sending chills through their hearts. “Everyone, I think our Fellow Daoist Su is right. They say that when a clam and sandpiper fight, it’s the fisherman who benefits, but you… you’re nowhere near worthy of playing fisherman. I’ll give you a choice. Join them in fighting Su Yi, or I’ll send you to the next world myself.”

Qin Dongxu took a deep breath, then agreed. “Your Excellency, you’re absolutely right. Su Yi was our enemy to begin with. Helping you put him down is a duty we must fulfil!”

Clarifying Truth, You Changkong, Lin Yubei, and the others naturally wouldn’t dare to argue.

“You all go too.” Chu Xiu glanced at Nie Xingkong and Gu Qingdu.

“Yes, sir!” The two of them naturally knew what they had to do.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Soon, one silhouette after another streaked into the battlefield and charged at Su Yi.

Qin Dongxu, Clarifying Truth, You Changkong, and Gu Qingdu were all Origin Palace cultivators. They stood at the very pinnacle of the Great Qin’s cultivation world.

Nie Xingkong, Shang Luoyu, Lin Yubei, and the others were weaker by comparison, but their cultivation was still in the Grain Avoidance Realm.

Their participation alongside Tong Xinghai and A’Lin changed the situation completely.

Su Yi had initially seized the advantage, but now, he was surrounded. There were enemies on all sides!

“Fellow Daoist Su, given the circumstances, you… How much longer can you hold on?” Chu Xiu stood in the distance, hands behind his back, and murmured to himself.

However, it was then that Su Yi smiled. Fighting spirit appeared in the depths of his gaze for the first time in a long time.

Without durable whetstones, he couldn’t sharpen his blade!

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