First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1278 - I’ll Grant You Death

As he said this, Feng Xingya’s smile turned extraordinarily excited yet sinister.

With hints of madness.

Su Yi was stunned, but a moment later, he realized what was happening here. He’s just another madman whose Mad Demon Bloodline has ruined his brain.

The Blue Luan Spirit Race had numerous unique bloodlines.

Of them, the Mad Demon Bloodline was the most distinct. It bequeathed top-notch talent, but at the same time, those with this bloodline were extremely prone to problems with their heart and their mental state.

They tended to develop unusual eccentricities, like a lust for blood, combat, gambling, or alternatively, extreme slothfulness...

For instance, the Blue Luan old-timer the Temple Master had defeated was a complete gambling maniac.

There was no doubt about it. Feng Xingya was a combat maniac!

There was no need to waste time talking to a madman like him.

Su Yi rose into the air, and the Dark and Gold Fortune Vine silently appeared in his grip as he said flatly, “Come on, then. I’ll grant you death.”

Feng Xingya’s grin broadened, and his eyes surged with murderous intent.

He took a step forward.

Boom!

A fierce gale swept past, soaring into the firmament and shattering the layers of clouds. The surrounding skies collapsed and distorted.

A dazzling, stinging, silver power of the Laws rose and fell in the wind.

The Laws of Divine Wind!

The Blue Luan Spirit Race’s greatest power of the Grand Dao. Those who mastered it could shatter the heavens with a beat of their wings and send celestial bodies flying.

Furthermore, those Blue Luan who fought with this Grand Dao were incomparably, extraordinarily quick, like gales of wind. They could soar beyond the nine heavens in an instant!

When Feng Xingya moved, it was as if he’d transformed into a silver gale, his figure indistinct. The surrounding skies split as the winds tore them apart.

Rumbling and booming reverberated throughout the ten directions.

Feng Muyun and Feng Shanhu took a deep breath, then retreated further away.

Feng Xingya’s momentum was just too terrifying. Even Cosmic Enlightenment World Kings like them felt their hearts quivering with fright.

Su Yi’s robes fluttered around him, and his gaze was distant as he murmured to himself, Last time I clashed with a Blue Luan, it was as the Temple Master. This time, I ought to take it one step further...

Kccch!

A wind blade exploded into being, almost invisible and unbelievably quick.

Another World King wouldn’t have been able to react in time.

But it was as if Su Yi had precognition. The edge of his sword turned, and the wind blade exploded, scattering a dazzling rain of light.

Off in the distance, Feng Xingya licked his lips, then disappeared into thin air.

Boom!

The ten thousand feet surrounding Su Yi suddenly filled with one long, thin blade of wind after another. They flowed past, quick as lightning.

The sky was instantly riddled with countless rifts.

From afar, it was as if it had been minced into countless pieces.

The first of the Nine Strikes of the Blue Luan: the Wind Destroys the Sky!

“Clan Brother is actually using his killer move!” exclaimed Feng Shanhu.

The Nine Strikes of the Blue Luan were a supreme legacy of the main lineage of the Blue Luan Spirit Race. They said that when a Blue Luan took to the skies, these nine strikes were enough to suppress the world.

When someone of Feng Xingya’s strength unleashed this attack, it was enough to suppress and kill the vast majority of early-stage Cosmic Enlightenment World Kings. It could even threaten the lives of mid-stage Cosmic Enlightenment World Kings.

It was unstoppably tyrannical!

Blades of wind crisscrossed throughout heaven and earth, quick as interweaving lightning bolts. They ripped the skies asunder.

Su Yi was caught right in the middle of it. Countless blades of wind instantly tore into him.

“He’s dead?” Feng Shandu and Feng Muyun’s eyes widened.

But then, Feng Xingya’s shout echoed throughout heaven and earth. “Such speed!”

Boom!

There, way off in the distance, Su Yi appeared out of nowhere without so much as a hair out of place.

Only then did Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun react and realize what had happened. So, the one who ‘died’ earlier was just an afterimage!

He’d moved so quickly that they failed to realize what had really happened and mistook him for dead.

“Go!” Feng Xingya’s bellow filled the air.

A silver windstorm arose. It was fully ten thousand feet tall, connecting heaven and earth. As it swept forth, it scattered countless blades of wind.

They blanketed everything between heaven and earth.

But it was then that Su Yi attacked too.

He was like a beam of flying light, flickering from place to place as if he were teleporting.

Watching from afar, countless afterimages appeared throughout the battlefield. There were so many that it seemed as if he were everywhere at once.

When Su Yi swung his sword and attacked, streak after streak of sword qi flashed. Countless illusory swords flickered, and it was almost impossible to determine which Su Yi was the real thing.

All of this was the result of his incredible speed.

Boom!

Heaven and earth were thrown into upheaval. The sky was full of endless sword shadows and blades of wind.

There was no locking on to either Su Yi or Feng Xingya. One flitted past like flying light, while the other was like a raging gale, gone as soon as he appeared.

Their battle turned into a competition of ultimate speed.

The distant spectators, Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun, felt a chill course through their hearts. They circulated the full extents of their souls’ power, but they still couldn’t keep track of the combatants!

Too fast!

They swept past like flowing beams, flickering in and out of view in a flash.

Speed like that was enough to leave the vast majority of World Kings dead before they even knew what had hit them!

But just a few breaths of time later——

Splurt!

A bundle of blood burst beneath the dome of heaven.

Feng Xingya staggered out of the sky and back into view. He was covered in endless bleeding wounds. They crisscrossed all over his body, leaving no skin intact.

In some places, you could even see his bones.

It was so brutal that it was painful to even look at.

At the same time, Su Yi appeared in the distance and subtly shook his head. “Is that all you’ve got?”

His blue robes fluttered around him, and he didn’t have so much as a hair out of place. Beads of blood dripped down his sword.

Feng Shanhu and Feng Muyun couldn’t help but look astonished. Their hearts were instantly on tenterhooks.

After all, their clan’s legacies revolved around speed, and in this regard, they were supposed to be unparalleled.

Yet now, Feng Xingya, a Cosmic Enlightenment elder of the main lineage, had been severely injured in a clash of speed!

Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

“What Laws are those?” asked Feng Xingya. He was covered in wounds, but he didn’t seem to care. His eyes shone with madness as he stared intently at the distant Su Yi.

“Flying Light,” Su Yi said casually.

As he spoke, he disappeared into thin air.

Feng Xingya suddenly took a deep breath, and his body seemed to catch ablaze. He instantly transformed into a thousand-foot Blue Luan, then raised and beat his wings like twin sabers splitting the heavens.

Heaven and earth trembled, and all of creation dimmed.

When the Blue Luan beat his wings, it seemed like the entire landscape would break.

“Clan Brother Xingya is burning his Mad Demon True Blood!” Feng Shanhu’s hands and feet quivered.

“Divine Wind Severs the Heavens!” Feng Muyun’s heart shook.

The two of them could tell at a glance that Feng Xingya was going all out, with no regard for the consequences. He’d used a forbidden technique to set his Mad Demon Trueblood ablaze and unleash the strongest attack of the Nine Strikes of the Blue Luan, Divine Wind Severs the Heavens!

But it was in that moment that——

Heaven and earth came to an abrupt halt, frozen in place like an image on a scroll painting.

A formless, sealing power spread outward.

It was within this strange stillness that Su Yi gripped his sword and flashed through the air.

Splurt!

Beneath the dome of heaven, the thousand-foot Blue Luan Feng Xingya had turned into looked as if he were on fire. His winds were like sabers slicing through the heavens, and his power was terrifying to behold.

But his head suddenly flew through the air.

The stump of his neck was as smooth as a mirror.

A moment later, a waterfall of blood gushed from his neck, and his severed head’s face filled with bewilderment and astonishment.

A moment later, both head and body burned into ash and dissipated.

An instantaneous strike had taken Feng Xingya’s head!

This early-stage Cosmic Enlightenment World King of the main branch of the Blue Luan Spirit Race was slain just as he unleashed his greatest technique, his Dao destroyed!

This tyrannical scene left Feng Shandu and Feng Muyun stunned and in a daze.

Su Yi took out a gourd of wine and drank with relish. “He longed for death, and I gave it to him. It was a perfectly reasonable thing to do, don’t you think?”

Feng Shandu’s chest heaved, and he hissed, “Do you dare reveal your name and origins?”

Su Yi laughed. “You two aren’t worthy of knowing them. Go back. Next time, bring a stronger group.”

With that, he turned and walked back to the black mountaintop.

‘Clan Brother, let’s go,” Feng Muyun said in a quavering voice.

She was scared out of her wits. She finally understood how fortunate she was to have escaped from Su Yi last time.

“The Blue Luan Spirit Race will remember this grudge!” said Feng Shanhu. With that, he turned, left, and followed Feng Muyun away.

Su Yi didn’t stop them.

On the contrary, he was eager for them to come back with stronger opponents.

“When the Temple Master was in the early-stage Cosmic Enlightenment Realm, he suppressed that peak Cosmic Enlightenment elder of the Blue Luan Spirit Race. Now, I’ve suppressed an early-stage Cosmic Enlightenment World King in the peak of the Heavenly Longevity Realm. By comparison...I’ve done at least as well, if not better,” thought Su Yi.

However, after doing a serious comparison, he concluded that his current strength was still significantly below the Temple Master’s at his peak.

After all, at his peak, the Temple Master didn’t even need the Sword of the Human Realm to suppress peak Cosmic Enlightenment experts with ease.

Even the Painter, the Fisherman, and other peak powerhouses of the stars were no match for him!

With the Temple Master’s memories and experience as a guide, he gauged that he’d need to step into the Oneness Realm before his abilities were comparable to the Temple Master’s at his peak.

Reaching that level would mean he’d surpassed the Temple Master in his current incarnation!

And standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the peak Cosmic Enlightenment Temple Master while still in the Oneness Realm would prove that his current path far surpassed that of his predecessor!

“I’ve been myself for a long time, and there’s no one I’d rather be,” whispered Su Yi.

The Temple Master, Shen Mu, and Su Xuanjun were all his past lives.

But they were also him.

He was attempting to surpass each of his past selves in his current incarnation. This was, naturally, competing with himself.

Su Yi took out the Southern Mountain Daoist Seal and continued refining it.

Thunderclouds churned, and the dome of heaven dimmed.

Within that run-down temple amidst the ruins.

The jade-robed, crowned Feng Yunlie put away the beast skin map, then rose. “It’s time. We ought to head out.”

“Young Leader, Xingya and the others have yet to return,” the elder in white reminded him.

“Send them a message. Tell them to proceed to the Crow’s Nest Ruins and reconvene with us upon their return,” ordered Feng Yunlie.

But it was then that a voice full of bitterness and grief boomed outside the run-down temple. “Young Leader, Elder Xingya... has fallen!”

Boom!

Thunder rumbled and boomed beneath the dome of heaven.

The crowd’s hearts shook, and their expressions shifted.

Feng Yunlie put his hands behind his back. His brow furrowed.

Radiant, blood-colored electric light flashed beneath the skies outside the dilapidated temple, his handsome face flickering in and out of view.