First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1327 - Butterfly Girl

Late at night.

A hidden realm lay deep within Secluded Deity Ridge.

A girl in a black dress sat in the elevated, centermost seat of a grand hall. Her bright, charming eyes were like peach blossoms, her skin was as fair as snow, and she was movingly beautiful.

Butterfly Girl.

She was the human incarnation of a Heaven-Devouring Butterfly born of Xiantian chaos.

She was also one of the Tailor’s most capable subordinates.

“It’s truly ridiculous. The Temple Master actually wants to borrow others’ hands to kill us? What a farce. Unfortunately for him, his lordship predicted this and long since arranged for us to retreat to this place.” Butterfly Girl leisurely raised and sloshed a cup of wine.

Even the weakest of the experts gathered here were in the Oneness Realm, while the strongest were in the late-stage Cosmic Enlightenment Realm.

Their ranks included no shortage of prominent figures accustomed to power from a tender young age.

In the outside world, they each had a lofty status. They were typically distributed throughout the thirty-six provinces of the Divine Capital Star Realm.

But secretly, they were all members of the Shadows, the Tailor’s subordinates, and they acted in accordance with his orders.

If the Tailor was their hidden sovereign, then they were his arms and legs.

“I would never have guessed that the reincarnated Temple Master would be this strong. If he is dead set on opposing us and goes at it seriously, we’ll really be in for trouble,” a gray-robed elder said with a frown.

The others agreed completely.

The strength the Temple Master had displayed during the battle of Universal Emptiness Temple was far too terrifying. It completely overturned their perception and predictions. Just thinking about it gave them chills.

“Relax. Times have already changed, and his lordship has been preparing for this for years. He’s fully prepared to contend with those revenants,” Butterfly Girl said leisurely. “Just wait. Once the complete Path of Transcendence re-enters the world, the time will come for his lordship to reveal his hand. When the time comes, everyone will tremble!”

The crowd looked impressed. They could guess what she was getting at.

“Your Excellency, might you perhaps divulge just how strong the powers his lordship has mastered are?” someone couldn’t help but ask.

The others all looked over.

Butterfly Girl flashed them a profound, inscrutable smile. “What I know is only the tip of the iceberg. Of course, even that is enough to make any Ancient Guardian Clan of the Dao tremble!

“Let’s put it like this. In the days to come, the only ones worthy of competing with his lordship will be the top factions that survived the End of the Dharma!”

A series of gasps resounded throughout the hall.

A moment later, the crowd’s spirits soared, and their hearts filled with ambition.

Butterfly Girl drained her cup of wine and laughed. “Given the circumstances, do you really think we need to concern ourselves with a bungling clown like the Temple Master?”

The crowd laughed, feeling deeply reassured.

Butterfly Girl laughed and stroked her snow-white chin. “I’m actually quite eager to see just how unsightly the Temple Master’s face looks when he realizes his plans will come to no avail.”

The crowd laughed all the harder.

But it was then that a calm voice rang out.

“Then how about you have a look now?”

The laughter and conversation came to an abrupt halt, replaced by an unnatural, deathly silence.

Everyone turned to look at the entrance to the grand hall. Their faces flickered in and out of view beneath the light of its lanterns.

The door silently opened.

A cold wind mixed with the stench of blood was the first to enter, assailing their nostrils. The crowd’s eyelids twitched.

Immediately afterward, they saw a young man in blue robes saunter out of the distant darkness, his hands behind his back.

Beneath the light of the lanterns hanging from the eaves, the crowd could see the corpses lining the path behind him.

Thick blood pooled, like overturned ink, dying the ground a startling shade of red.

It was like a scroll painted in blood. In front of this backdrop, the young man in blue seemed like a god of death emerging from the darkness!

“T-Temple Master!?” Butterfly Girl shot out of her centermost seat, her peach blossom eyes wide and unblinking. Her cup of wine fell to the floor and shattered.

But she didn’t even seem to notice.

The Temple Master!

When the others heard this title, it was as if they’d been struck by lightning. The looks on their faces shifted dramatically, and they immediately took out their treasures and readied themselves for battle.

“How did you find this place?” Butterfly Girl couldn’t help but blurt.

The hidden realm in Secluded Deity Ridge was their most secret of strongholds, and it was covered in formations. Not even Transcendents could have seen through them.

It was no exaggeration to say that even if the heavens fell and the earth collapsed, their base’s location shouldn’t have been revealed!

Yet now, the Temple Master had appeared here seemingly out of nowhere, and he’d killed his way to their door without anyone noticing, leaving behind a trail of bloodied corpses!

Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

Su Yi took out a black talisman and waved it in the air. “See this? It’s how I found this place.”

A Thousand Opportunities Talisman!

Butterfly Girl recognized it at a glance. Her delicate face paled as she finally understood.

Only the Tailor could refine such talismans. They also served as the key to enter the hidden realm in Secluded Deity Ridge!

“Does my expression seem unsightly?” Su Yi stood outside the doorway, his hands behind his back. He was smiling.

Butterfly Girl’s expression shifted. “I wouldn’t have thought someone as lofty as the Temple Master would make trouble for inconsequential figures like us.

Su Yi said flatly, “You only just said that in your eyes, I’m nothing but a bungling clown.”

“....”

Butterfly girl suddenly waved.

Boom!

A talisman emanating immortal light exploded, transforming into countless radiant knives that cleaved at Su Yi.

“Retreat!” Butterfly Girl bellowed, leading the others as she charged out of the hall.

Boom!

The ceiling broke, and the crowd arrived beneath the night sky. Just as they were about to shoot through the entrance, they abruptly stopped in place.

Su Yi was standing right there, hands behind his back, blue robes billowing around him, as if he’d risen above it all.

A chill coursed through Butterfly Girl’s heart.

The talisman she’d just used was one of her killer weapons. Its strength was comparable to the full-force attack of a Nascent Divinity Transcendent.

Who’d have thought it wouldn’t so much as scratch the Temple Master?

“To tell the truth, it doesn’t really matter to me whether you live or die. How about this? I’ll spare the life of whoever can tell me where the Tailor is hiding,” Su Yi said casually.

“Nothing but the ravings of a madman!” Butterfly Girl snorted coldly, grabbed a handful of talismans, and flung them at Su Yi!

Boom!

The talismans were obviously all Transcendent treasures. Pick any one of them at random, and it’d be enough to slay any Cosmic Enlightenment World King of the present day.

Now, a dozen such talismans burst forth at once, transforming into lightning, divine fire, mountains, and hurricanes. All of them descended upon Su Yi.

Their radiance illuminated the night, and the skies collapsed with a bang.

The entire hidden realm shook violently.

At the same time, Butterfly Girl and the gathered higher-ups fled, scattering in different directions.

“Boring.” Su Yi subtly shook his head.

Dao Light flowed around him, transforming into a perfectly round sword curtain. He then blurred into a beam of light and charged.

Boom!

The powers manifested of the different talismans slammed into him, only for that perfectly round sword curtain to neutralize them.

As for Su Yi himself? He broke through the powers encircling him like an axe through bamboo.

“Activate!”

Flying swords shot out of his sleeves. First one, then two, then three...

There were twelve in total, the remaining components of the Ghost Scholar’s Spirit-Slaughtering Sword Formation. Each was a Transcendent treasure, and they were dazzling to behold. Immortal light soared into the firmament.

“Go!” Su Yi exerted his will.

A clear sword hum rang out as the twelve flying swords cut through the curtain of night and whooshed in different directions.

Twelve massacres unfolded simultaneously, each in a different location.

As the swords flashed by, the Tailor’s prominent subordinates lost their heads and died on the spot.

Blood sprayed like a waterfall.

In the past, these World Kings would have been among the greatest experts around. They could have gazed down upon their respective territories, striking terror into the hearts of those around them.

Furthermore, they lived double lives, serving as the Tailor’s eyes in the Divine Capital Star Realm. All of them had extraordinary statuses far beyond any ordinary World King.

Yet now, they were like crops growing in the fields, harvested with ease.

Not one survived!

Su Yi couldn’t even be bothered to spare them a second glance. With his current strength, he could even fight Transcendent revenants. World Kings like them weren’t even worthy of his notice.

With a flash, he shot after Butterfly Girl.

The exit of the hidden realm.

A black butterfly appeared out of nowhere, but just as it was about to shoot through the exit, a streak of sword qi blocked its path.

Boom!

As the sword qi spread, the black butterfly staggered in midair and turned back into Butterfly Girl.

Her face paled. She raised a glittering copper bell and struck it, hard.

Clang!!

Glittering golden sound waves spread out like a tidal wave or avalanche.

The immortal light within them was terrifyingly powerful. This was obviously a Transcendent treasure too.

But a moment later, a burst of sword light tore through the golden soundwaves with ease, then continued ahead, its power undiminished, and cleaved into the copper bell.

Clang!

The bell was sent flying.

Butterfly Girl’s delicate frame trembled, and she suddenly coughed up blood as she suffered a backlash.

It was also then that she realized on a visceral level just how terrifying the Temple Master was.

“The Tailor’s been quite good to you, huh? He actually gave you so many Transcendent treasures.” Su Yi now stood before the hidden realm’s entrance. He looked at Butterfly in disguise.

There was no doubt about it; her status wasn’t simple. She was surely someone important to the Tailor!

When he realized this, Su Yi no longer hesitated.

He disappeared into thin air, then reappeared in front of Butterly Girl, stretched out his hand, and seized her by the throat. He wanted to take her alive.

Against all expectations, she didn’t even try to dodge, nor did she fight back. Only her charming, peach blossom eyes flashed with bone-deep iciness.

Su Yi’s brow furrowed slightly, and he hurriedly moved further away.

Boom!

Practically simultaneously, Butterfly Girl caught ablaze, transformed into terrifying, blood-colored light, and exploded.

Everything within ten thousand feet was reduced to powder.

The entire hidden realm shook and split. Cracks appeared all over it.

“Temple Master, within the next six months, you’ll die beyond a shadow of a doubt!”

Butterfly Girl’s voice was full of bone-deep hatred as her last words echoed throughout heaven and earth. A long time passed before they slowly faded away.

But how could Su Yi possibly concern himself with such a threat?

He just found it a bit of a pity that he couldn’t take the girl alive. Had he captured her, he might well have been able to learn where the Tailor was hiding.