First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1723 -The Extremities of the Dao Sky-Cutting Incantation

What do we do? How do we resolve this? Yu Wenqi, Xue Hongshan, and Tai Zheng frowned as they silently discussed their next steps.

......

Even after arriving at Coiled God Ridge, the sword-bearing ape paid no attention to the Immortal Kings. He didn’t even glance at them.

Instead, he looked at Su Yi and asked, “Did you have another breakthrough?”

Su Yi subtly inclined his head. “This is the benefit of tempering myself at the brink of life and death.”

He’d spent the past week in seclusion, and his cultivation had advanced as naturally as overflowing water spilling over the brim of a cup. He’d smoothly entered the late-stage Void Realm!

When he first entered the Abyss of Dark Fog, he’d only just recently broken into the mid-stage Void Realm. His advancement was wondrously fast!

Su Yi had never been in a hurry to advance. He wanted to build firm foundations at every step of the way. Still, he’d managed to break through two stages in just half a month thanks to all of these life-or-death battles.

Sword cultivators sought a Dao of killing. This time, Su Yi’s opponents were far more numerous and far stronger than before.

Fighting with them had led to many grievous wounds, but each such battle was a tempering amidst destruction, an act of breaking and rebuilding. This let Su Yi advance at a shocking rate.

“So, you can still break through? You’re lucky. Trapped in here like this, my cultivation is falling instead of advancing. By now...” The ape let out a deep sigh. “Even just holding onto what cultivation I have left is an extravagant dream.”

“I expect I’ll be able to help you escape confinement this time! Let’s talk more once I’ve dealt with them,” said Su Yi.

The sword-bearing ape’s eyes lit up. His heart was as tranquil as the waters of an ancient well, yet now, it rippled.

He nodded, then gazed at the Immortal Kings gathered on the distant Coiled God Ridge for the first time. “And what if they dare not fight you one-on-one?”

The Immortal Kings felt a prickling pain beneath the weight of his gaze, as if a sword were right up against their throats. All of them looked stricken.

Before Su Yi could respond, Yu Wenqi said coldly, “It’s just a life-or-death duel. How could we possibly be afraid to fight?”

The sword-bearing ape had to restrain himself from raising an eyebrow. What a clown. He’s talking tough, but he’s bending the knee. This is what they call circumstances forcing your hand. They have no choice but to lower their heads!

Of course, the ape disdained poking fun at them. Instead, he straightforwardly moved further away and said, “Have fun, old friend. I’ll keep an eye on things over here.”

Su Yi nodded.

Yu Wenqi ordered, “Elder Liu, go fight him!”

“Got it.” A tall, thin man in deep blue robes stepped forth.

Liu Shuijing.

A mid-stage Miracle Realm Immortal King and a sword cultivator. His long hair was tied into a crown, and his features were steely. He was as steady as a mountain, and when he leaped forward, he was like an arc of divine light so bright as to sting the eyes. He stopped just a thousand feet from Su Yi.

Clang!

He shook his sleeves, and a snow-white long sword whooshed forth like a graceful horned dragon.

His robes billowed, and the air filled with the rumbling of wind and thunder as his imposing aura connected heaven and earth!

“He’s just one step away from condensing a Sword Domain,” said the sword-bearing ape. “He’s not bad, but it seems to me that he’s still sure to lose within ten strikes.”

Liu Shuijing furrowed his brow. He was an experienced Immortal King long accustomed to battle. This evaluation made him thoroughly uncomfortable.

But then, Su Yi said, “No need for ten strikes. Three will be enough.”

“.....” Liu Shuijing’s expression darkened, his murderous intent soared, and his aura grew increasingly terrifying and fierce.

But it was as if the sword-bearing ape didn’t even notice. “That’s true. You’ve already broken through. Taking down someone of his level really won’t be much of a challenge.”

“You...” Liu Shuijing was thoroughly enraged. “You’re pushing me too far!!”

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, he swung his sword and attacked explosively.

Boom!

Sword qi arced like a rainbow, bringing with it the sound of wind and thunder. Dazzling Laws interwove within it, and when it burst forth, it was like fireworks illuminating the nine heavens. Everything was dazzlingly bright.

As an Immortal King of the Dao of the Sword, the power of Liu Shuijing’s attack was indeed extraordinary. It was far beyond most others of the same cultivation.

Yu Wenqi, Tai Zheng, Xue Hongshan, and the other Immortal Kings all locked onto this strike and watched with bated breath.

They’d sent Liu Shuijing into battle because his Dao of the Sword emphasized defense. He wasn’t the strongest of the Immortal Kings here, but few among them could compare in terms of sheer defense!

Furthermore, even if Liu Shuijing turned out to be no match for Shen Mu, he had enough trump cards that he ought to be able to retreat without difficulty.

In the face of this attack, Su Yi didn’t hold back.

Clang!

The Sword of the Human Realm appeared in his hand as he walked through the air, sword force, and bore down on the sky.

The sky abruptly caved in on all sides. Countless rifts formed and spread.

Liu Shuijing’s strike had yet to reach its target when it found itself under terrifying suppression. Dazzling sword qi burst like fireworks.

He too suffered a terrifying impact, and he stopped in place, unable to advance any further. It was as if a divine mountain were weighing down on his skull, and even his cultivation was all but suppressed!

Liu Shuijing visibly lost his cool, and he used his hidden trump card without hesitation.

“Activate!”

He swung his sword, stirring up ring after ring of mountainous sword qi. An unbelievable, strange vision appeared reflected over heaven and earth.

The layers of sword qi were like overlapping peaks rising into the sky, mountains connecting heaven and earth!

It was as if countless sword mountains had risen in an instant!

One Thousand Uncrossable Peaks!

This was Liu Shuijing’s sword barrier. It was condensed out of his Miracle Realm cultivation base and power of the Laws. Not even experts of the same level could shake it!

Boom!

Practically simultaneously, Su Yi unleashed his second strike.

It was like an arc of light piercing the sun, cleaving through everything in its way as if it were made of rotten wood. It bore through one sword mountain after another, and the countless fragments were swept into a flood of power.

The Immortal Kings’ expressions shifted.

This strike was unbelievably tyrannical. It flattened Liu Shuijing’s ultimate defensive technique with unstoppable force, as if it were made out of paper.

Liu Shuijing was startled too. He would never have guessed that the Immortal Lord they’d chased all the way here would undergo such an earth-shaking transformation in just ten short days.

Without the slightest hesitation, his voice boomed like spring thunder, and he furiously swung his sword.

Boom!

His longsword seemed to catch ablaze. Its light stretched for one hundred thousand feet.

Liu Shuijing had poured practically his entire cultivation base into this strike.

But it was to no avail.

Su Yi’s strike cleaved through the sword mountains, its power entirely undiminished, then shattered Liu Shuijing’s defenses like a comet slamming into the sun.

Bang!!!

A flood of destructive power burst forth. Liu Shuijing’s sword was sent flying, and his wrist cracked.

His face filled with horror, but it was too late to dodge. All he could do was defend himself with all his might. More than a dozen immortal treasures lit up all over his body, forming countless glittering, colorful barriers.

A moment later, a rapid-fire series of explosions rang out as over a dozen defensive immortal treasures exploded.

Su Yi’s strike continued right through them, piercing Liu Shuijing’s ribs!

Splurt!

Piping-hot blood splashed from the wound.

Liu Shuijing quivered, and his eyes bulged in apparent disbelief.

A moment later, he said in a quavering voice, “What a powerful... Dao of the Sword....”

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, his body disintegrated and scattered to the wind. The tyrannical power of the Sword of the Human Realm shattered all that remained of his soul and vital energy.

Destroyed, body and soul!

Deathly silence fell over the entire area. The distant Immortal Kings were completely dumbstruck.

Liu Shuijing had been defeated in just two strikes!

The first strike crushed his offensive, and the second shattered his defenses, deciding his life and death!

This bloody, tyrannical scene made several of the Immortal Kings’ tremble. None of them had anticipated that a mid-stage Immortal King like Liu Shuijing would die in two strikes, unable to even flee!

“Indeed, he couldn’t even take three strikes,” sighed the sword-bearing ape.

Su Yi lowered the Sword of the Human Realm and said, “Sword cultivators ought to sever all escape routes and forge valiantly ahead. When my opponent fought, he was fixated on defense and ready to retreat. Under ordinary circumstances, that might not matter, but with a mindset like that, he was destined to suffer a crushing defeat the moment he met a worthy opponent.”

The sword-bearing ape nodded. “That’s indeed the case. Fighting with the thought of retreat is taboo for sword cultivators.”

The two of them conversed as if there were no one else around.

Off in the distance, the Immortal Kings’ expressions shifted erratically.

“Who’s next?” asked Su Yi.

The Immortal Kings all looked to their leaders: Yu Wenqi, Xue Hongshan, and Tai Zheng. They were the three strongest.

Especially Tai Zheng, a late-stage Miracle Realm Immortal King!

After witnessing Liu Shuijing’s defeat, the other Immortal Kings knew that they couldn’t possibly be a match for Su Yi either.

“He’s right. Sword cultivators ought to forget all thoughts of life and death and forge valiantly ahead,” Yu Wenqi said flatly. “Allow me to fight next.”

He was clad in hemp, with an ancient sword on his back. His aura was as steady and deep as an abyss.

But when he moved, heaven and earth trembled, and the sky let out a mournful wail. Arcs of austere and terrifying sword intent rose into the heavens, throwing heaven and earth into upheaval.

The strange life forms watching from a distance were instantly in uproar, as if they could sense Yu Wenqi’s terrifying power.

Yu Wenqi approached step by step, looking utterly calm and composed.

As he moved, his imposing momentum grew increasingly concentrated, sharp, and terrifying, as if he were a long-dormant volcano continuously gathering power, ready to erupt at a moment’s notice.

“And what do you think of my Dao of the Sword, sir?” asked Yu Wenqi.

But the sword-bearing ape just looked at Su Yi. “Why does he have Extremities of the Dao Sky-Cutting Sword Intent? He’s even condensed an Extremities of the Dao Sword Domain!”

He was obviously startled.

Su Yi’s gaze shifted inscrutably. “It’s a long story. Actually, I’m quite confused too. I don’t understand why members of the Endless Swords Immortal Sect are targeting me.”

The Extremities of the Dao Sky-Cutting Incantation!

This was one of the thirteen supreme legacies of the Dao of the Sword that Wang Ye had carved on the sword stele he gave the Endless Swords Immortal Sect.

Thus, when the sword-bearing ape saw Yu Wenqi approach from afar, he recognized his legacy of the Dao of the Sword at a glance!

But the ape had no idea that Wang Ye had left this legacy with the Endless Swords Immortal Sect.