First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1130 - The Laws of the Stolen Heavens

The distant Tailor swayed slightly on his feet, and his pupils constricted.

A moment later, he sighed. “Impressive, Su Xuanjun. You blocked my Eye of the Nightmare Thief with your paltry Profound Serenity Realm cultivation. Yes, truly impressive!”

But then, he sharply changed tacks, and a furtive look appeared on his thoroughly wrinkled face. “I just don’t know if you’ve awakened the memories of your past life yet?”

His words left every heart quivering with fright.

There was no doubt that the Tailor, one of the most dangerous powerhouses of the starry skies, had attacked the Swordmaster of Abstruse Force, to no avail!

But what really left the onlookers bewildered was that last question. What does he mean, the memories of his past life?

Before Su Yi could answer, Qing Tang’s beautiful face frosted over. “You’re seeking death, you old tortoise!”

Whoosh!

She disappeared into thin air, then reappeared in front of the Tailor. Her snowy right hand clenched into a fist and slammed down like the edge of a sword.

The entire stretch of heaven and earth collapsed, and the surrounding space exploded into bits.

It was just one punch, but its power seemed to bore a hole through the entire landscape!

But the Tailor’s expression didn’t so much as waver. He swung his sleeve, and his palm pressed down on the air. magic

Bang!!!

He neutralized Qing Tang’s punch. A terrifying current of destructive power swept outward, and the surrounding mountains and rivers fell apart as if they were made of paper. The ground sank inward.

While Qing Tang was forced several hundred feet back.

Her clothing fluttered around her, but although her energy was still churning when she stabilized herself, she wasn’t injured.

This scene immediately astonished everyone present.

How terrifying was the Tailor’s aura? Even just standing there, he filled even living fossils like Ancestor Peng with terror and unease.

But Qing Tang had just clashed with him head-on without taking any damage!

Her combat prowess was unquestionably beyond the bounds of the Three Realms of the Profound Dao!

An uncharacteristic hint of surprise appeared on the Tailor’s face. “A bit interesting. It seems your master passed his mantle onto you completely.”

In the ears of the onlookers, his words had an altogether different, incomprehensible flavor.

After all, by now, all of them knew that Qing Tang was from the depths of outer space. The “master” the Tailor spoke of most likely wasn’t Su Yi, but someone else entirely!

Only Su Yi knew that the Tailor was speaking of one of his past incarnations, the Temple Master of the Temple of the Human Realm!

It was also then that Su Yi finally realized that Qing Tang and the Temple Master had been master and apprentice!

“Alas, ultimately, you aren’t your master. Even if you’ve long since prepared numerous methods of countering me, you’re still inevitably going to lose.” The Tailor shook his head slightly.

“A Dao Clone, that’s all. Don’t think too highly of yourself.” Qing Tang stepped into the air, and sword intent surged around her, linking heaven and earth.

Boom!

She pressed down, and the sky collapsed beneath her feet as she launched herself into the air, like an arc of divine light, and swung her fist at the Tailor.

“Had your master said that, I might well have been cautious. But you...? You’re nowhere near qualified!”

Before the Tailor’s slow, leisurely voice had even finished echoing through the air, a stretch of dark, cold Dao Light manifested in front of him, and he swung his palm through the air.

Crunch!

A palm strike, that’s all, but it was like the saber of heaven’s will. It crushed the seemingly unstoppable sword light within Qing Tang’s fist.

Qing Tang snorted coldly, then flipped her hand and pressed down.

The sword qi filling the sky poured down like a waterfall of stars!

The Tailor didn’t dodge or flee either. Instead, he clashed with it head-on.

In an instant, the two of them clashed over a hundred times. They were unbelievably quick, and the entire dome of heaven seemed to collapse beneath the resulting upheaval.

The skies really were falling!

Every time they clashed, it was like close combat between deities. Even a casual strike could have easily incinerated the heavens and annihilated the earth, crushing the entire landscape.

Off in the distance, every cultivator beneath the Imperial Realm had long since been scared out of their wits. Many of them fled even further away.

The old-timers stayed, but their bodies tensed, and they felt as if they’d been plunged into an icy abyss.

A battle of this level far surpassed both their expectations and their imaginations!

They were already certain that both the Tailor and Qing Tang wielded power far beyond the bounds of the Profound Dao!

“Is this the power of one of the most dangerous experts of the starry skies? That’s nothing but a Dao Clone, but it’s incomprehensibly terrifying...” The Border Mountain Yao Ancestor quivered, and he sounded bitter and a bit dejected.

In the Wilds, the path beyond the Imperial Realm had long since been severed. Even if its Imperial Apex living fossils were far more talented than they already were, even if their foundations were firmer, they couldn’t progress any further!

But in the stars beyond the Wilds, there were paths beyond the Imperial Realm. But even there, the Tailor was one of the most dangerous characters around!

When they compared themselves to him, how could the old-timers not feel bleak and disconsolate?

“You needn’t lose heart, everyone. Our talent and foundations aren’t inferior to anyone out there amongst the stars. All we lack is an entryway to the Path of Heaven’s Ascension!” the Heavensdeath Demon Empress said softly. “And now, we can witness the strength of the Path of Heaven’s Ascension with our own two eyes. Given time, we can break through our fetters and rise too!”

She’d already learned the secrets of this higher path from Su Yi, and she’d already begun walking toward it. This naturally didn’t depress her. Rather, it filled her with eagerness and longing.

“That’s right. All we lack is an opportunity.” Ancestor Peng subtly inclined his head. “Furthermore, it seems to me that even amongst the stars, the Tailor is a peak powerhouse, not some ordinary person. We needn’t underestimate ourselves or feel sorrowful over this.”

As they conversed, Su Yi watched the distant battle with rapt attention.

The Tailor had already made an appearance. Even if this was just a clone, his power was terrifying beyond imagination. He was even more troublesome than the Fisherman’s clone!

It was no wonder the Temple Master warned him to watch out for the Tailor while disregarding both the Fisherman and the Painter.

It wasn’t that these two sect leaders of the stars beyond weren’t strong enough, but that they were less dangerous than the Tailor.

By the same token, Qing Tang’s strength far surpassed Su Yi’s expectations.

But before long, his brow furrowed.

The Tailor was suppressing Qing Tang!

His abilities seemed to pilfer heavenly mysteries. He predicted his opponent’s moves before she made them, and his offensive was steady, with no weaknesses to exploit.

He gave Qing Tang no chance to breathe at all, nor did he leave any openings. Every time Qing Tang tried to attack, the Tailor blocked her completely!

Clang!

Qing Tang suddenly drew a Dao Sword, and her majesty intensified. There was no doubt about it; she was preparing to go all out in an attempt to turn the situation around.

But the Tailor shook his head, and his aged face was as tranquil as the waters of an ancient well. “It’s useless. None of your trump cards or abilities are a threat to me.”

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, his hands formed seals.

He was like a sovereign pulling back the curtain of heaven and covering all of creation with his palm!

It gave the onlookers the impression that these heavens, this earth, and all powers of the Grand Dao between them had fused into this palm.

The Heaven-Stealing Palm!

This was the Tailor’s supreme secret art. It stole the profundities of the Laws of heaven and earth and took their power for its own. All Grand Daos fused into it.

When he used it, he was like the sovereign of all of creation, presiding over the Grand Dao, as well as over life and death!

As the Tailor’s palm strike descended...

Clang!!!

Qing Tang’s slash produced a deafening wail. The terrifying impact sent her staggering back and coughing up blood.

Her matchlessly beautiful face paled.

Everyone present was astonished.

The old-timers couldn’t help but sweat on Qing Tang’s behalf, and their hearts quivered.

The Tailor was just too strong!

Even just watching from afar, they felt a suffocating sense of terror and despair. It came as a major blow to their Dao Hearts!

Qing Tang was now clashing with the Tailor head-on. Just how much pressure was she under?

“Qing Tang...” Jin Kui, Wang Que, and the others’ hearts clenched with unprecedented nervousness.

Between Qing Tang and the mysterious, terrifying Tailor, they naturally sided with their junior apprentice sister. When they saw her injured, how could they not worry on her behalf?

Su Yi’s expression remained outwardly as calm as ever, but the depths of his gaze shone with a nigh imperceptible cold luster.

When he saw Qing Tang injured, he felt a piercing pain in his heart, and irrepressible murderous intent surged within him.

Boom!

The grand battle raged on.

However, even after drawing her sword, when she faced the utterly terrifying Tailor, Qing Tang was nonetheless forced repeatedly back. It seemed she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.

Her long hair had originally been tied up, but now, it hung loose, and her black dress was now smeared with startling patches of blood.

Her picturesquely beautiful face was now even paler!

But she didn’t retreat. Her eyes were as forceful and sharp as her sword, and she boiled over with murderous intent, while her expression was as calm and determined as could be.

Still, in the eyes of the onlookers, Qing Tang was unquestionably in dire peril!

“Qing Tang, if you admit defeat now, I might well be compassionate enough to beg His Excellency the Tailor to spare your life.” Off in the distance, the young mistress of the Studio of the Heart, Ruoxi, broke into a calm, tranquil smile. “Of course, that’s on the precondition that you capture Su Yi as proof of your surrender.”

Her words were playful, containing both pity and mockery.

Jin Kui and the others looked both worried and furious.

“One more word out of you, and I’ll cut you down even if it kills me,” Qing Tang said coldly.

She looked wretched, and her situation didn’t bode well.

But Ruoxi’s formerly tranquil expression instantly darkened.

Even so, in the end, she really didn’t dare utter so much as another word.

Although Qing Tang’s defeat seemed inevitable, Ruoxi was convinced that if she went all out, she really could take her down with her!

“Acting tough in front of me? You truly overestimate yourself.” The Tailor sighed.

His fingers formed a seal, and he suddenly pressed down on the air.

Bang!!

Qing Tang’s sword had already blocked countless strikes, but this time, it shattered. Its fragments flew through the air.

And Qing Tang flew back like a kite with its strings cut, her face as pale as a sheet.

Before she’d even stabilized herself, minute, bleeding cracks appeared all over her fair skin, and her ink-black dress had now been dyed a startling shade of red!

Everyone was astonished, and without exception, their expressions shifted.

“This is bad!” Jin Kui and the others’ hearts were on tenterhooks. They were frantic with nervousness.

Ancestor Peng, the Heavensdeath Demon Empress, and the others felt chills course through their hearts. They instinctively looked at Su Yi.

Su Yi remained as outwardly calm as ever, as if the severity of Qing Tang’s wounds didn’t affect him at all.

But although no one noticed it, the hands hidden in his sleeves silently clenched.