First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 959: Minimal Damage, Extreme Humiliation

Heaven and earth were now a patch of red. Countless fine, divine chains descended and enveloped Su Yi.

They sealed off everything around him too. There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

The Netherworld King’s attack had transformed the entire landscape. This was a domain of the Grand Dao completely isolated from the rest of the world.

Here, she was the one and only sovereign!

It was no exaggeration to say that if a Profound Serenity Emperor like Wang Chonglu were trapped here, he’d be as helpless as an ant.

Su Yi didn’t move.

He calmly watched the fine, blood-red chains descend and bind him in numerous, dense layers. An incomparably terrifying suppressive power burst forth.

Power like that could easily bind and kill even Profound Serenity Emperors!

Not far away, the Netherworld King was stunned. “Why didn’t you fight back?”

Su Yi asked right back, “Why didn’t you strike to kill?”

His entire body was bound, but he was as composed as ever, as if all of this were perfectly ordinary.

The Netherworld King couldn’t help but furrow her brow.

A moment later, her red lips curved into a smile. “Fellow Daoist, I’m afraid you won’t obediently admit defeat without first tasting a little pain.”

The depths of her charming eyes shone with madness. “I suddenly would just love to find out whether the Swordmaster of Abstruse Force will obediently do as he’s told after I’ve beaten his butt to a pulp.”

Su Yi was flabbergasted.

Her words weren’t exactly hurtful, but they were utterly humiliating!

The Netherworld King then stretched out a fair, slender finger and gently tapped the air.

Boom!

A scarlet whip appeared and lashed through the air, directly at Su Yi’s butt.

The energy fluctuations of the Laws covered the scarlet whip, stinging the eyes.

However, Su Yi laughed and let out a strange Daoist incantation. “Decree!”

It was just one world, but it was like a command from the ruler of heaven. It was full of a dignified power sufficient to shake even gods and ghosts.

Bang!!

Before it could strike Su Yi’s butt, the scarlet whip shattered and dissipated in midair, inch by inch.

The Netherworld King’s eyes focused, and she exclaimed, “What kind of power is that?”

Su Yi said slowly, “The power of a mallet.”

“???”

But before she could wrap her head around that statement, Su Yi stretched, and his muscles and bones shook.

Crunch! Crack! Crack!

The layers of scarlet chains binding him fell apart, as fragile as paper mache, then sloughed off Su Yi’s body.

The look on the Netherworld King’s bewitching face finally shifted, and her heart shook.

Although this was just an avatar, she’d just used the Scarlet Domain, one of her strongest secret arts. With it, binding and killing even a Profound Serenity Emperor was as easy as turning over her hand.

More importantly, she hadn’t used the Laws of Heavenly Prayer in that attack.

Yet her power was nonetheless utterly ineffective against Su Yi! It couldn’t withstand a single hit!

How could she not be surprised?

Su Yi then put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, “Shall we continue?”

It was just a few words, but they were both inquisitive and disdainful.

The Netherworld King’s starry eyes shone with fanatical light, and she laughed. “Let’s.”

Before her voice had even finished echoing through the air, the entire Scarlet Domain rumbled and boomed. Heaven and earth shook, and a resplendent, dazzling rain of red light burst forth and condensed into densely packed blood-red palm imprints.

Each blood-colored palm imprint looked as if it had been condensed out of fresh divine blood. They were crystalline and translucent, and they blazed with searing light. An air of destruction hovered around them, and when thousands of them floated in the air, the sheer power they emanated was enough to destroy both heaven and earth.

The Temple of Blood World-Annihilating Seal!

Boom!

As soon as the densely clustered blood-colored seals appeared, they bore down on Su Yi.

It was as if thousands of demonic gods were attacking as one, assailing Su Yi from all different directions. Crimson destructive power blanketed the skies and obscured the sun.

Su Yi’s eyes shone with a hint of surprise.

The power of this attack was already comparable to an early-stage Profound Unity Emperor’s power. Were he any other Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivator, it would likely shatter his body and soul to pieces before he could even attempt to resist!

Even someone as mighty as a Profound Serenity Emperor would have struggled to fight back!

And this was merely the power of the Netherworld King’s avatar! It really did surpass Su Yi’s expectations.

However, he naturally wouldn’t just sit back and wait to die.

He stretched out his right hand, and a bamboo stick appeared in his grip.

It was only two feet long and about as thick as his thumb. It was a dull amber color and as smooth as jade, and there was a black cloth stained with blood bundled at the tip.

Su Yi tapped the air with the stick.

Like a sentry ringing the gong late at night.

However, Su Yi was using his bamboo stick to ring not a gong, but the entire stretch of heaven and earth!

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled.

An indescribable, terrifying power suddenly burst from the bamboo stick. When it spread outward, the thousands of bright red palm imprints filling the air dissipated with a bang.

Like the wind sweeping away the fallen leaves of autumn.

Then, the entire Netherworld King’s entire Scarlet Realm burst and scattered into countless pieces.

Shit!The Netherworld King’s starry pupils constricted. In her eye, Su Yi’s attack was like an invisible ripple of the Laws, and it was full of lofty, unsurpassed power.

Wherever the ripples spread, heaven and earth submitted!

Without the slightest hesitation, the Netherworld King’s fair, jade-like right hand blocked in front of her.

Bang!!

The spreading ripple burst.

However, before the Netherworld King could sigh in relief, the burst ripple transformed into countless threads and traveled up her right hand. In the blink of an eye, they’d bound her completely.

The threats were a translucent, illusory cool gray. They looked like fleeting, flowing lights, and they were as thin as an ox’s hair. However, once their power enveloped her, the Netherworld King’s prideworthy figure stiffened. She was thoroughly restricted.

“Break!” The Netherworld King let out a low shout and explosively unleashed her power.

But she didn’t just fail to break free of the ripples-turned-threads. Instead, they bound her even tighter. Her ample curves were now fully visible beneath her black dress.

Su Yi couldn’t help but silently praise her.Her figure really is utterly wondrous.

“What kind of power is this!?” The Netherworld King quickly calmed down, and her charming gaze landed on Su Yi.

She’d discovered that although this attack had thoroughly restricted her movements, it hadn’t injured her in the slightest. Su Yi was clearly holding back.

Su Yi raised the bamboostick. “It’s the mallet’s power.” action

The Netherworld King instinctively looked over, and after a moment’s thought, she said, “Is that one of the Timekeeper’s treasures?”

Su Yi smiled and nodded. “That’s right. This is the mallet the Timekeeper uses to ring the gong. However, it has another name: the Immortal-Beating Mallet. When used with the Heaven-Shaking Gong within the bounds of the City of Eternal Night, even immortals and Buddhas will tremble, and gods and ghosts will flee. Throughout history, no Emperor has ever withstood its power within the City of Eternal Night.”

“The Immortal-Beating Mallet, the Heaven-Shaking Bell….” The Netherworld King muttered to herself, her beautiful face shifting and uncertain. An indescribable, stifled sensation arose within her heart.

She let out a long sigh. “So, it seems that now, even Su Xuanjun can only resort to borrowing external power to defeat his opponents. How truly disappointing.”

Su Yi’s eyebrows rose, and he approached the Netherworld King, stopping just a foot away from her. He then gazed intently at her bewitching face and smiled. “You’re disappointed inme?You’re the one using Profound Unity-level power against a Spiritual Revolution cultivator, aren’t you?”

The Netherworld King was instantly at a loss for words.

Yes, Su Yi was borrowing external power.

But wasn’t she was using a cultivation base far, far beyond his?

A moment later, her eyes shone with delight. “Fellow Daoist, you at least ought to admit that without borrowing external strength, you’re far from a match for me.”

She seemed delighted, as if she’d finally figured out Su Yi’s limits.

Su Yi laughed too, then said in a tone rife with meaning, “It really is difficult to make up for the enormous disparity between our cultivations. However, even without the Timekeeper's Immortal-Beating Mallet, do you really think you could beat me?”

The Netherworld King was stunned, and she provocatively stuck out her lower jaw. “I don’t just think I could win. I think I could leave you so thoroughly convinced of your defeat that you’d obediently accept me as your mistress. If you’re not convinced, you’re welcome to try me!”

Whap!

Su Yi swept the bamboo mallet through the air and struck the Netherworld King on the rear.

A crisp sound rang out, and a certain place obscured by a black dress trembled and heaved.

Hot, stinging pain coursed through the Netherworld King’s body. She hadn’t really been hurt, but the feeling of humiliation was overpowering.

Her charming eyes widened, and her unmatched, transcendently beautiful face flushed red. Even her snowy throat and crystalline ears reddened, and her eyes practically spat fire.

This guy actually dared hit me… there!!

What she found most humiliating of all was that fine strands still bound her entire body, vividly outlining every part of her.

When the mallet landed, she quivered from head to toe—and Su Yi saw it all.

There were no words for this humiliation, and it was the Netherworld King’s first time experiencing anything like this. For a moment, her Dao Heart was in turmoil, and she went mad with humiliation.

She took a deep breath, then feigned calm. “You’re the lofty Swordmaster of Abstruse Force, yet you’re doing something so despicable? How are you any different from third-rate riffraff?”

Su Yi laughed. “Who was it who just proclaimed their intention to beat my ass to a pulp? It’s impolite not to reciprocate. I’m simply giving you a taste of your own medicine.”

That leisurely, playful tone and smile left the Netherworld King gnashing her teeth in fury.

However, she was well aware that Su Yi was deliberately doing this to see her make a fool out of herself. Thus, even though she felt the urge to kill him, she remained outwardly calm.

“If you think doing this will force me to lower my head, you’re completely mistaken.” The Netherworld King’s lips arched, and her eyes shone with pride. “This is, ultimately, just an avatar. Even if you destroy it, it won’t harm my true body in the slightest.”

“You think I want you to lower your head?” Su Yi shook his head. “I have no interest in forcing an avatar to submit.”

Whap!Another blow rang out.

It was as if the Netherworld King had been electrocuted. She shook from head to toe, and her straight, slender thighs pressed together and tensed.

That stinging pain was so humiliating that she almost wanted to die, and she gnashed her teeth so hard they almost cracked.

This Su Xuanjun is simply despicable!

“You’ve already won. What else do you plan to do?” The Netherworld King furrowed her delicate eyebrows, and her gaze was icy.

She was no longer hiding her true nature, and every inch of her emanated the cold, indifferent air of a sovereign.

The depths of her gaze surged with madness, as if were choosing someone to devour alive.

There was no doubt about it: the Netherworld King was furious.

However, it was as if Su Yi didn’t even notice. He laughed, “I’m just teaching you a lesson, that’s all. Come on! That was just two strikes! Don’t tell me you already can’t take it anymore?”

He raised the bamboostickas if to strike again.

The Netherworld King’s expression shifted, and she cried out, “Su Xuanjun, hit me again, and I’ll fight you with everything I’ve got!”

Whap!

Another blow rang out.

The Netherworld King grunted, but it sounded almost like a gasp. It had a potent, bewitching charm.

At that moment, the sovereign-like woman who’d intimidated the entire Netherworld in ancient times could no longer keep her cool.