First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1240 - Killing World Kings With a Flick of His Fingers

Lan Qing’er was furious and full of loathing.

Just now, she’d watched as those Emperors were reduced to ash, and it practically terrified her to death.

“Don’t panic, young mistress,” the old man in black robes said gently. “I’ll naturally help you vent your anger.”

But when his gentle gaze turned toward Su Yi and Meng Changyun, it became incomparably imposing.

Boom!

The power of the Laws surged around him, rising like the tide and bearing down on the surrounding skies. Those beneath the World King level held their breath and instinctively moved further away.

“I do not kill nameless enemies. Tell me who you are,” the old man in black said flatly.

As he spoke, he stepped closer.

Heaven and earth trembled, and terrifying murderous intent swept forth with the power to overturn mountains and seas as it enveloped Su Yi and Meng Changyun.

“Elder Ming’s temper hasn’t changed,” Family Head Lan Haoyun said softly.

Elder Ming was an attendant of the Lan Family, an ancient expert who’d served them too many years to count.

Although he was just an attendant, not part of the main family, his seniority was terrifyingly high.

Even their leader, Family Head Lan Haoyun, had to treat him with respect. When he saw Elder Ming take action, Lan Haoyun felt reassured.

On the other side of the venue—

Shang Wenzheng’s heart clenched. He instinctively stepped forth to dissuade them, only for Meng Changyun to hold him back and say gently, “Fellow Daoist, my young lord is already displeased. If you intervene, you’ll sour his mood. All we need to do is... stand back and watch as this place runs red with rivers of blood.”

Shang Wenzheng was stunned.

He was the leader of his family. What wind and waves hadn’t he seen before?

But Meng Changyun’s left him feeling indescribable astonishment. It didn’t seem real.

This was the ancient Lan Family’s home turf, and more than ten World Kings of the various ancient clans had gathered here tonight!

What gives Shen Mu’s elderly servant the confidence to proclaim that this place will run red with rivers of blood?

Shang Qingping and Yao Xue were completely dumbstruck. Both girls were startled out of their wits.

“Rivers of blood?” The old man in black, Elder Ming, laughed derisively, then attacked. He couldn’t be bothered to waste any more time talking.

Boom!

He pressed his fingers into a saber and slashed through the air.

Saber qi swathed in eye-piercing electric light shattered the sky and descended furiously. It ripped through the curtain of night, illuminating the landscape until it was as bright as at midday.

It was so bright that numerous onlookers couldn’t open their eyes.

Moreover, the tyrannical power this slash contained filled their hearts with terror.

When a World King was angry, he could move even the stars.

And this particular saber slash impressed even many of the World Kings in attendance.

But Su Yi didn’t even look at it. He just walked right up to it.

Kcch!

That tyrannical saber slash shattered the air as it descended, but when it was just three feet from Su Yi’s head, it abruptly stopped in place, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand.

It couldn’t advance so much as a fraction of an inch further.

And when Su Yi took a step forward...

Bang!!

That hundred-plus-foot streak of saber qi exploded into bits.

Elder Ming’s pupils constricted, and his expression shifted.

But before he could react, Su Yi appeared before him.

“You’re far from worthy of learning my name.” As Su Yi’s calm voice rang out, he wrapped his hand around Elder Ming’s throat.

Crunch!

His grip tightened, and Elder Ming’s neck snapped.

That terrifying power went on to shatter the early-stage Heavenly Longevity World King’s body and soul completely.

The other watched as Elder Ming was reduced to a handful of ash and scattered to the wind. Nothing remained of him.

The entire venue fell deathly silent. You could have heard a pin drop.

The crowd was overcome with astonishment.

A young man had just held a Heavenly Longevity World King aloft like a chicken before snapping his beck and reducing him to ash!

Bang!

Lan Haoyun dropped his cup to the ground, shattering it. The wine splashed across his lapels, but he didn’t even seem to notice it. His gaze was fixed on Su Yi, and his dignified face was full of bewilderment.

One attack, and he killed a World King?

Just who is this?

“So, it turns out that Young Lord Shen was a hidden expert...” murmured Shang Qingping. Her heart and mind quivered.

Su Yi was far too young, and his aura revealed no sign of his cultivation whatsoever. Those who saw him couldn’t possibly take him for a senior or an expert.

Earlier, Shang Qingping subconsciously took him for a member of the same generation. Only now did she realize she’d been mistaken this entire time.

“He... He.... He...” Yao Xue couldn’t even speak coherently.

But it wasn’t just juniors like them who were shocked. Shang Wenzheng and the other family heads felt their scalps go numb with fright too.

Only prominent experts like them fully understood just how terrifying World Kings were.

As enormous as the Violet Dome Star Realm was—it encompassed over a thousand worlds and planes, and was home to trillions of cultivators—it had only a few dozen World Kings in total!

Every last one of them was like a pillar supporting the heavens. Entire factions thrived or declined with them, and they could change the balance of entire worlds.

Even the Lan Family, the greatest faction of the modern Purple Dome Star Realm, had only six or seven World Kings.

Yet now, someone had cut down a World King of the ancient Lan Family with the same ease as a farmer cutting wheat!

Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

The juniors who’d mocked and derided Shang Qingping earlier were struck dumb, their souls practically leaving their bodies.

The prominent guests who’d come to watch the festivities looked stricken, their faces full of alarm and bewilderment.

On the peak of Cold Mountain, beneath the night sky, a silent windstorm raged, assailing the hearts and minds of everyone present.

And Su Yi was instantly the center of attention.

Thud!

Lan Qing’er seemed unable to control her fright. She fainted directly and toppled over unconscious.

Su Yi disregarded her and looked at the other higher-ups. “Attack together. Otherwise, killing a bunch of lambs to the slaughter will be far too dull.”

This light, airy sentence broke was unusually clear against the deathly silence, and unusually striking, too!

Lan Haoyun took a deep breath, his face ashen, and pointed at Shang Wenzheng. “Very good, Shang Wenzheng! You were actually plotting against us and planning to use tonight’s banquet to cause disaster! Your crimes are worthy of death!”

There was no doubt about it. He thought Su Yi’s actions were part of a Shang Family conspiracy.

“I...” Shang Wenzheng opened his mouth to speak.

But Meng Changyun shook his head. “Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to bother with the words of a dead man.”

“????” The crowd didn’t know what to make of that.

“Impudent!” A middle-aged man from the ancient Lan Family roared in fury. “This is our home turf. I refuse to believe that if we all work together, we can’t take down a maniac like you!”

The speaker was an old monster of the late-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm.

Many others chimed in afterward, all of them voicing their agreement.

“You’re too noisy.” Su Yi stretched out his hand and tapped the air.

Clang!

A sword hum reverberated throughout the nine heavens.

A streak of sword qi appeared, like a beam of flowing light, and cleaved at that middle-aged man.

It was just too fast!

Even faster than teleportation!

Although the middle-aged man had prepared for this, when this slash actually arrived, he had no time to give the matter any further thought. He reacted on instinct, resisting with all his might.

But in the blink of an eye, all of his defensive treasures exploded into pieces. His body burst, splitting into chunks.

Blood and flesh sprayed the air, only to crumble into ash and dissipate.

Most tyrannical of all, not even the middle-aged man’s soul managed to escape. No, it couldn’t even scream before it died explosively on the spot.

One slash, and he’d cut down a late-stage Heavenly Longevity World King!

This terrifying scene filled the crowd with overwhelming astonishment and terror. They completely panicked, and the entire area was in chaos.

Even the higher-ups looked stricken. The blood drained from their faces, and chills coursed down their spines.

Too tyrannical!

They had to admit to themselves that they wouldn’t have been able to block that attack either!

Without the slightest hesitation, the World King-level higher-ups started circulating the full extent of their cultivation bases. They each drew their treasures and readied themselves for battle.

One of them even decisively shot through the air, intent on fleeing.

But he was greeted by a streak of radiant sword qi as resplendent as the sun. An arc of sword qi soared into the sky, cutting him in two at the waist.

Splurt!

Blood splattered the night sky, and his soul dispersed.

He couldn’t withstand even a single blow!

The crowd could tell that this was an older-generation World King of the ancient Hu Family.

Yet he couldn’t even flee before he was cut down on the spot!

This was already the third World King to fall tonight!

A terrifying atmosphere spread like waters at high tide, leaving countless people ashen with fright.

This was the millennial Cold Mountain Night Banquet, an event countless people paid close attention to. The seats were full of illustrious guests.

Who’d have thought that before the event even really began, a young man of mysterious origins would open the curtains on such a shocking vision of carnage?

Three World Kings had fallen in rapid succession. Who wouldn’t have panicked?

“I said it already: I’ve come here tonight to get even,” Su Yi said plainly. “No one is allowed to leave until I’ve finished. Anyone who tries, dies.”

He was dressed in blue, and his tall, upright figure emanated no trace of his cultivation base, but the light of the lanterns gave him an additional imposing, mysterious air.

And his words were like a giant boulder. They bore down on everyone present, making them feel suffocated.

He’s here to get even? He really does plan to wash this place with blood!!

“Fellow Daoist, every debt has its debtor. We aren’t members of the Lan Family, so surely you’ll give us an opportunity to leave?” a man in white said gravely. Countless others nodded along, desperate to leave these inauspicious grounds as soon as possible.

“What faction are you from?” asked Su Yi.

“This humble one is called Yue Yong, and I hail from the Yue Family,” the man in white said hurriedly, a hint of delight in his gaze.

“My apologies, but you have to die too.”

Before Su Yi’s voice had even finished echoing through the air, a streak of sword qi soared up and cleaved into the man in white.

The man in white was astonished, and he immediately attempted to flee.

But he was ultimately one step too late. Sword qi swept past him, exploding his body and destroying his soul.

A fourth World King had fallen!

His methods were so crisp and direct that it seemed as easy as slaughtering dogs and chickens.

But these were true World Kings!

Ordinarily speaking, they were as prestigious and imposing as sovereigns from beyond the heavens. The world’s countless cultivators worshiped them.

Yet now, four had fallen in rapid succession, none able to take so much as a single hit before they were executed on the spot. It was easy to imagine how great a shock this was.

It was as if one deity after another had fallen from the heavens, plunging into an endless abyss. This led to deep-seated astonishment and terror amongst the crowd.

All of this only further offset Su Yi’s terrifying majesty.

“It’s my fault for not making myself clear,” Su Yi said somewhat apologetically, “but it’s not too late to clear things up.”

He swept his gaze across the crowd, his tone completely serious. “I dislike trouble, so I plan to use this opportunity to settle the score for all of the Shang Family’s grievances at once.”

Su Yi paused. “Do you understand now?”

The atmosphere was deathly silent, save for Su Yi’s words, which still echoed through the air.

The guests of other factions felt chills in their hands and feet, and their hearts sank.