First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1185 - The Forthright Su Xuanjun

But Luo Zihong and company quickly suppressed their excitement.

Luo Zihong ordered, “Our opponent is, after all, the reincarnation of the Temple Master. In his past life, he dazzled the countless worlds of the starry skies. He’s incredibly dangerous. When we attack, you must fight with everything you’ve got, no hesitation.”

The other three nodded. They’d all already heard that Luo Zihong had lost to Su Yi not long ago, losing an arm in the process. None of them dared be negligent.

This was why they’d decided to form an alliance.

“Add fellow Daoists Meng Changyun and Wen Bei to the mix, and we have six World Kings in total. If we take him by surprise, we have excellent odds of victory,” Qian Chuan said rapidly.

“If we’re going to fight, we must fight to the death. We can’t leave any way out. I refuse to believe we can’t take down a mere reincarnation!” Yan Feng said murderously.

As they conversed, they gradually approached the lake of lava.

“Ah? He’s still fishing. Seems to me that he’s the big fish here. It won’t be long before we gut him!” Wang Mi couldn’t help but laugh.

They watched as Su Yi sat there alone beside the lake of lava, facing away from them, the very picture of a lamb awaiting slaughter.

They’d already made ample preparations, and they were just waiting for the right moment!

A golden short halberd appeared in Qian Chuan’s hand, and Wang Mi silently gripped a Dao sword.

Yan Feng’s treasure was the most distinctive. It was a long, nine-jointed bronze whip. Each joint was covered in the glyphs of demonic gods.

Luo Zihong, meanwhile, silently raised his white bone bow.

However, just as they were about to attack, the still-seated Su Yi suddenly spoke up. “Wait a moment.”

It was just four light, airy words, but against the silence, they seemed extraordinarily sudden.

His would-be assailants were instantly flummoxed. They were so caught off guard that they almost attacked!

They then watched as Su Yi set down his golden fishing rod and put away the wicker chair and fish basket before finally turning to face them.

“Now I’m ready.” Su Yi smiled, then stepped into the air, as if out for a casual stroll. He arrived beneath the dome of heaven, blue robes swaying around him, looking calm, transcendent, and detached.

This unusual scene instantly alerted Luo Zihong and company; something wasn’t right here.

“You... knew we were coming?” Luo Zihong couldn’t help but ask.

Su Yi laughed. “How would I not know? I’m the one who invited you here.”

“???” The group was baffled. What’s that supposed to mean?

“Still don’t get it?” Su Yi raised his Psychic Golden Tablet and waved it about.

Luo Zihong and the others’ hearts pounded in their chests. They instantly understood, and their expressions turned extraordinarily unsightly.

We fell for it! He’s been leading us around by the nose this entire time!

“Despicable!” Wang Mi shouted.

“How could the reincarnation of the lofty Temple Master resort to luring us here? Aren’t you afraid of inviting mockery if word gets out?” Yan Feng’s expression darkened.

“Does that mean Meng Changyun and Wen Bei are already dead?” murmured Qian Chuan, his expression shifting and uncertain.

The reality of the situation was like a sudden blow to the head. All four of them were alarmed and furious.

“Don’t panic. I invited you here to fight you openly, fair and square,” laughed Su Yi. “There are no traps of any kind. To tell the truth, I disdain resorting to such things.”

“Truly?” Luo Zihong’s eyes flashed.

“I’m a man of my word. I’m sure you know how I conducted myself in my past life. Not even that old bastard the Tailor would disparage my character,” Su Yi said plainly, “Besides, if I really wanted to trap you, I wouldn’t have needed to show myself. I could have just placed a killing formation, tricked you into entering it, and been done with you.”

He gestured to the surrounding area. “The only arrangement I’ve made is a Divine Space-Overturning Formation. Its function is simple: it’s here to prevent you from fleeing without a fight.”

Luo Zihong and the others looked at each other. Su Yi was far too forthright!

But this only put them on guard and made their hearts clench.

When Su Yi saw this, he couldn’t help but sigh and say seriously, “Relax. I said all that because I really truly just want a satisfying battle with you. We’ll determine victory and defeat, as well as life and death.”

He paused, then added, “If I lose, the secrets of reincarnation are yours, and you can avenge your sectmates. Shouldn’t you be happy?”

The hidden Meng Changyun’s mind practically went blank. Why does it seem like the Temple Master is giving his enemies earnest guidance?

He’s being quite sincere, too. He isn’t hiding anything at all!

What kind of deportment and breadth of spirit is this?

Luo Zihong sank into silence, then said, “Everyone, we have no other choice. If we don’t fight with everything we’ve got, I’m afraid we’ll never leave this place alive. In that case...”

Here, he took a deep breath, his gaze sharp and imposing. “Why not go all out!?”

His voice shook the clouds, and he billowed over with murderous intent.

Qian Chuan, Yan Feng, and Wang Mi looked at each other, then nodded. Their expressions filled with murderous intent as their heads cooled and their will to fight lit ablaze.

Off in the distance, Su Yi seemed gratified, and he clapped his hands approvingly. “That’s how brave men ought to be!”

He was complimenting them, but no matter how Luo Zihong and company looked at it, it felt strange.

“Screw that! Get him!” Luo Zihong gnashed his teeth and shouted.

He immediately strung his bow and fired a silver divine arrow.

Boom!

The sound of the Dao rumbled and boomed, and heaven and earth trembled.

His silver arrow bore through the skies, like an unstoppable arc of divine light shooting toward Su Yi.

Practically simultaneously, Wang Mi, Qian Chuan, and Yan Feng attacked from three different directions, surrounding Su Yi.

They’d planned their strategy on their way here, so they coordinated smoothly right from the start.

“Die!” Wang Mi drew his Dao sword and fired a thousand-foot streak of radiant sword qi.

“Cut!” Qian Chuan bellowed, then furiously swung his golden short halberd, filling the sky with golden electricity. The power of the Laws rumbled and boomed, its destructive power shocking to behold.

Crack!!!

Yan Feng swung a bronze whip. That tyrannical slash exploded the skies in front of him, scattering the power of the Laws.

All three of Luo Zihong’s allies had ample combat experience, and they attacked with unstoppable momentum right from the start!

But Luo Zihong’s arrow was the fastest of all. It immediately locked onto Su Yi.

Even if Su Yi somehow blocked it, he was sure to suffer the other three World Kings’ attacks!

And all of this happened at once!

Su Yi’s eyes lit up.

The four World Kings’ display of strength fully ignited his will to fight.

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The Tiny Heart of the Cosmos shot forth, its edge trembling. When it slashed, it seemed to pull a hurricane with it, which tugged the silver divine arrow on impact.

The silver arrow’s trajectory shifted, and it shot past Su Yi’s ears.

The maximum result for the minimum effort.

At almost the same time, Su Yi’s wrists shook, and a perfectly round sword curtain shot out of the Tiny Heart of the Cosmos to defend him.

Wang Mi’s sword qi, Qian Chuan’s golden short halberd, and Yan Feng’s bronze whip all slammed into it.

Boom!

The skies were instantly thrown into disarray, scattering divine radiance.

The round sword curtain exploded into pieces.

Su Yi seized the opportunity to leap out of their encirclement, his sword flashing like lightning as he attacked his closest enemy, Wang Mi. Wang Mi swung his sword and clashed with him head-on.

Clang!!!

An explosion rang out, and Wang Mi staggered back. Despite himself, his expression shifted. What terrifying power!

“Die!” Qian Chuan and Yan Feng attacked from the sides with monstrous momentum.

Practically simultaneously, the distant Luo Zihong fired another arrow.

Boom!

Heaven and earth swayed, and the skies collapsed.

A grand battle broke out. Four World Kings fought with all their might, using their strongest methods to attack Su Yi from all sides. Each was fiercer than the one before.

The aftershock alone could have easily shattered the world’s Imperial Apex Emperors!

A battle on this level fully awakened Su Yi’s will to fight, and he inwardly whooped for joy.

He’d only just devoured about a dozen Yin Dragon Carp, and his body was full of dense accumulated power. As the battle raged on, he continuously refined this accumulated power, making it a part of his cultivation base.

Eventually——

His tall, upright figure lit up with radiant light. Every inch of his skin shone, and his qi rumbled like thunder. The more he fought, the greater his strength.

He was like a human furnace intent on refining everything around him.

All the while, the Tiny Heart of the Cosmos’ power soared as it unleashed all manner of wondrous and strange phenomena.

Sometimes, it was like heavenly winds and ocean rains blotting out the sun and blanketing the skies.

Sometimes, it was like a surging, boundless current.

Sometimes, it was like a beam of flowing light, glittering as it cut through the skies.

And sometimes...

Every type of sword qi seemed to seize good fortune from the heavens, rife with enormous mysteries.

From afar, Su Yi seemed reminiscent of a god of the sword soaring into the nine heavens. Every strike seemed to cleave through the ages, suppressing all foes!

When they sensed the changes to Su Yi’s combat prowess, Luo Zihong and company were alarmed. Without exception, their faces filled with disbelief.

They’d anticipated that the reincarnation of the Temple Master would be strong, but not this strong. This was downright unreasonable!

Just ten snaps of the fingers later.

Su Yi blocked four World Kings’ joint assault completely!

They went from surrounding him to fighting evenly matched.

Twenty snaps of the fingers later.

Qian Chuan, Yan Feng, Wang Mi were thoroughly suppressed and in dire straits.

Luo Zihong’s arrows now struggled to threaten or restrict Su Yi.

Three snaps of the fingers later.

Bang!!

Qian Chuan’s golden short halberd split into pieces. That unstoppable sword qi swept through him, blasting him apart and destroying him, body and soul.

Immediately afterward, a terrified shout rang out as a streak of sword qi as dazzling as the sun cleaved Wang Mi in two.

His Dao sword wailed, then shattered into pieces.

Too fast!

Two early-stage Heavenly Longevity World Kings, Qian Chuan and Wang Mi, died almost simultaneously, cut down on the spot.

Meng Changyun was watching the battle from his hiding spot, and witnessing this left him feeling astonished, even suffocated.

He finally realized on a visceral level just how lucky he was to have survived his encounter with Su Yi.

Luo Zihong’s eyes bulged, and he bellowed, “Run!”

But there was no need for this warning. Yan Feng was long since startled out of his wits. The moment Qian Chuan and Wang Mi died, he shifted in midair and fled the battlefield.

At least, he tried to. Before he’d gotten far, Su Yi swung his sword, and a windstorm of sword qi descended upon him.

Bang!!

The skies collapsed on all sides.

The mid-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm Yan Feng was minced into countless chunks of flesh in midair, dyeing the collapsing skies a startling shade of red.

“Save.... Save me....” Strangely, it was only after Yan Feng died that his final cry for help echoed throughout heaven and earth.

The sound made his companions’ hair stand on end.