First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 844: The Old Reptile

Outside the city, the spear had indeed destroyed a Golden Crow, but it was, ultimately, just a manifestation of the formation.

Moments later, the formation’s power rebuilt it, and it charged toward the skeleton spirit once more.

But the skeleton was utterly terrifying. With a shake of its wrists, the bone spear flew through the air, destroying the Golden Crow once more and scattering a vast wave of golden sparks.

It then led the way, and the massive army of evil spirits charged past the defensive line ten thousand feet from the city. They were headed for the gate!

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled, and baleful energy surged.

The skeleton had already broken past the Golden Crow’s attempts to stop it. It swung its spear and charged through the skies.

The skeleton was an extremely terrifying evil spirit. Flames blazed in its sockets, and its entire body shone with malevolent black light. Its vicious majesty made it no weaker than a Profound Illumination cultivator.

But it was then that a clear voice rang out. “Wicked little creature, how dare you act up? You overestimate yourself!”

Boom!

As that voice rang out, a blood-red cauldron shot through the air and expanded until it seemed capable of refining heaven and earth. It bore down on the skies, throwing them into disarray. Everything trembled.

Upon closer inspection, visions of ancient demonic domains manifested around it. Countless illusory demonic gods floated within these visions.

As the cauldron flew through the air, the evil spirits within thirty-thousand feet of the city exploded into churning clouds of smoke.

The skeleton spirit seemed to sense the danger. It raised its spear and stabbed.

Clang!!!

An earth-shaking impact rang out.

The skeleton spirit sank into the ground, but it nonetheless blocked the descending Allheaven Blood Furnace.

But it was then that a man in shabby Confucian robes appeared beside it.

“A mantis trying to block a chariot!” The man in Confucian robes swung his palm into the back of the skeleton’s skull.

Bang!

The skeleton spirit staggered, and a moment later, both it and its spear were absorbed into the Allheaven Blood Furnace.

The man in Confucian robes then put the furnace away, but just as he was about to leave….

A silvery-white chain appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, and lashed into him like a whip, sending him staggering back. A bloody gash appeared on his shoulder. action

The man in Confucian robes was visibly shaken.

Not far away, a woman in tattered, blood-colored robes had appeared seemingly out of nowhere, gripping glittering bone chains.

The bone chains were made of countless fist-sized skulls, and they were over a hundred feet long. As they floated in the air, they cast flecks of sinister, icy light.

Even stranger, the woman’s face was deathly pale, and her eyes were like portals to hell. They reflected mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

“A Netherworld Hell Witch!” Cui Chang’an’s expression darkened.

Forty-five thousand years ago, during the Lantern Festival, another such witch had appeared as the Cui Family warded off that year’s army of evil spirits. This resulted in the deaths of three of the Cui Family’s Profound Illumination Emperors!

And now, a Netherworld Hell Witch, an utterly terrifying variety of evil spirit, had?appeared once more!

Su Yi noticed her too, and his eyebrows shot up.

The power of countless vengeful spirits had gathered around her, boundless and grand. This mass of energy even included the lingering resentment of several Emperors.

Ordinary measures against evil spirits won’t be enough to kill her, thought Su Yi.

Boom!

Before he had time to give the matter any further thought, the man in Confucian robes and the Netherworld Hell Witch started fighting.

One controlled the Allheaven Blood Cauldron, while the other wielded white bone chains. Their clash shook heaven and earth, sending misty light in all directions. It was incomparably fierce.

Mere moments later, the Netherworld Hell Witch was at a disadvantage.

Cui Chang’an nodded. He knew who the man in Confucian robes was. Forty thousand years ago, he’d been an infamous Demon Emperor.

At his peak, he’d been in the Profound Serenity Realm, just like the Tianji Yao Empress and Fei Kongdong!

But before Cui Chang’an could sigh in relief, the situation changed——

A ghost monk clad in blood-colored robes appeared. He emanated black qi, and he walked on blood-colored lotus platforms manifested out of the power of sin. His hands gripped prayer beads made out of skulls.

Beside him was a massive, decaying, vicious bird. An infant rode on its back. The child’s face was guileless and innocent, but its skin was gray, and its eyes were an unearthly red.

A Sinful Ghost Monk! And a Child of Sin!

Cui Chang’an’s expression changed dramatically.

Of the numerous types of strange and evil spirits that appeared during the Lantern Festival, Netherworld Hell Witches, Sinful Ghost Monks, and Children of Sin were among the ten most dangerous!

The skeleton spirit that appeared earlier was a level beneath them.

Boom!

The Sinful Ghost Monk stepped on Lotus Platforms of Sin and clasped his palms together. A string of prayer beads shot through the air, emanating layers of the Blood Light of Sin. Its target, the man in Confucian robes.

“Go!” Atop the decaying bird’s back, the Child of Sin let out a shrill shout. The sound shook the heavens.

A mountain of white bone descended, bearing down on the skies and manifesting shocking, earth-shaking Blood Light of Sin.

When the man in Confucian robes saw this, he couldn’t help but be alarmed. He activated the Allheaven Blood Furnace and tried to dodge; he dared not face this head-on.

He was up against three evil spirits. All of them were unmatched terrors. In his peak, he might have dared fight them, but he’d been suppressed beneath Heavenly Tripod Mountain for tens of thousands of years. His cultivation base was severely damaged. How could he contend with them now?

Meanwhile, atop the city walls, Su Yi continued sprawling out in his wicker chair. He held the Heaven’s Writ Lotus Lantern aloft, then whispered, “It’s time, you two.”

Misty light surged out of the lantern, and Fei Kongdong and the Tianji Yao Empress appeared out of nowhere.

“As you say, Your Excellency!” Both of them first paused to bow to Su Yi before leaping into action.

Whoosh!

The Tianji Yao Empress’s purple skirts swayed as she shot forth like lightning, headed straight for the Netherworld Hell Witch. “Shabby old man, leave that sinister little girl to me!”

She’d only just said this when she raised her fair hand, and tens of thousands of unearthly black irises drifted down, enveloping the Netherworld Hell Witch.

“Activate!” Fei Kongdong bellowed, then suddenly expanded, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot Denglong. He now seemed like a barbarian god holding the skies aloft. A waterfall of baleful energy poured off him.

He waved an arm as enormous as a mountain range, swinging ruthlessly at the Child of Sin astride a decaying bird.

When the man in Confucian robes saw this, he no longer dodged. Instead, he activated the Allheaven Blood Furnace and attacked the Sinful Ghost Monk.

Boom!

Outside the city, heaven and earth descended into complete turmoil.

Three old monsters suppressed beneath Heavenly Tripod Mountain for countless years fought against three utterly terrifying evil spirits. The aftermath of their battle overturned heaven and earth, shattering the surrounding landscape.

The boundless army of evil spirits stopped in their tracks far away, not daring to draw near.

An army of evil spirits surrounded the other sides of the city too, but they were nothing but cannon fodder. The formation eradicated them before they could get within ten thousand feet of the city walls.

This told Su Yi that the still-hidden Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow knew that the only way to break into the city was through the eastern gate.

That was why the Netherworld Hell Witch, the Sinful Ghost Monk, and the Child of Sin had all appeared near the eastern wall.

Time slipped by.

The battle raged with increasing intensity, but it was as if Su Yi didn’t even see it. He just went on drinking wine.

Now, only four hours remained?until dawn. After a long, ineffectual onslaught, there was no way the Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow would be able to wait much longer.

Just as Su Yi expected, mere moments later—

Boom! Boom!

Off in the distant darkness, heaven and earth shook as a mountainous figure approached.

With every step, heaven and earth collapsed, the skies were thrown into disarray, and thunderous booms reverberated through the air.

“The Netherworld Hell King!” Cui Chang’an gasped.

A ten-thousand-foot figure stood in the distant darkness, covered in a massive armor made entirely out of piled-up bones. His head was the size of a house, and his massive eyes were pale gray. He gripped a bone spear dripping with blood.

As he approached, countless vengeful spirits and vicious ghosts surged on the surface of his body, but none could escape.

From a distance, it was as if he were a living purgatory moving through heaven and earth!

This was the Dark King of Purgatory.

An evil spirit comparable to Profound Serenity Emperors. He was a level above the Sinful Demon Monk, the Netherworld Hell Witch, or the Child of Sin!

When Su Yi saw the terrifying Dark King of Purgatory, his spirits soared. “He actually has power connected to the source of Purgatory!”

He could tell at a glance that the Dark King of Purgatory had a type of power akin to purgatory’s source, fused with countless vengeful ghosts and evil spirits. This was what had formed the Dark King’s cultivation base!

“Old Reptile, go suppress him,” ordered Su Yi.

A bony figure emerged from the Heaven’s Writ Lotus Lantern.

His appearance was unassuming, and he looked aged and sickly. However, when he appeared, an indescribably terrifying, vicious aura surged into the dome of heaven.

When the Tianji Yao Empress, Fei Kongdong, and the man in Confucian robe saw this, all of them sighed in relief.

The Dark King of Purgatory was a huge threat, and he put a lot of pressure on them.

That gaunt, decrepit figure reassured all three of them.

If there was anyone in the third layer of the Bureau of Adjudication’s dungeons the old monsters feared, it was him: the Netherworld River Dragon Monarch!

The old-timer had been imprisoned for ninety-thousand years. The other old monsters imprisoned then had long since perished.

Yet he retained an unfathomably powerful cultivation base even now!

“The old man’s vicious aura sure is powerful.” Cui Chang’an was solemn, too. Chills coursed through him.

As the leader of the Cui Family, he was naturally aware that of all the prisoners in the ruins of the Bureau of Adjudication, this gaunt old man was unquestionably the strongest!

The thin old man appeared outside the city, seemingly out of nowhere, and shot into the distance. “Step back, you three.”

His expression was calm and indifferent, and his pale golden eyes showed no emotion whatsoever. He completely disregarded the evil spirits filling the sky.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Boom!

The Netherworld Hell Witch was fighting with the Tianji Yao Empress when a scaly draconic claw suddenly wrapped around her neck, pulling her directly over to the gaunt old man.

How terrifying of an evil spirit was the Netherworld Hell Witch? But now, the thin old man held her aloft by the throat, as if she were a chicken. She couldn’t even struggle.

Then, the thin old man opened his mouth and inhaled.

Bang!!

The Netherworld Hell Witch exploded into countless ancient vengeful spirit fragments, which the thin old man devoured, leaving nothing behind.

The old man smacked his lips, as if savoring the flavor.