First Immortal of the Sword - Chapter 2697 - That Goes for Me, Too

Chapter 2697 – That Goes for Me, Too

Icy winds blew across the ancient battlefield, cutting like knives.

Li Shouhu’s spear glinted with imposing light.

A woman in white had broken through the Astral Lightning Dao Barrier in a single slash, saving Zhou Sanjia and Gongye Futu at a critical juncture. Her abilities were impressive indeed.

Who is she? Bai Xiao, the elderly Confucian holding a purple scepter, furrowed his brow.

Nothing was scarier than the unexpected.

The woman in white’s sudden arrival put the elderly Confucian instantly on guard.

Yun Wuxiang waved his fan and smiled, a strange look on his unearthly, beautiful face.

When he saw Su Wanjun, Hei Ya said, “Aiyo!”

He clucked his tongue. “I wondered who it was. So, it’s you, that pitiful woman who bitterly pursued the boss of Sword Sovereign City.”

His eyes shone with mockery. “Miss Wanjun, why not consider me? Never mind the rest. When it comes to dual cultivation, I’m quite accom—”

“Watch out!” Yun Wuxiang suddenly called out a warning.

A streak of sword qi exploded in midair.

Su Wanjun attacked, she and her sword blurring into a beam of light.

Bang!!!

Hei Ya’s massive sword shattered, the fragments flying through the air with such force that the sword cultivator once banished from Sword Sovereign City flew back like a kite, coughing up blood.

Meanwhile, Su Wanjun stuck to him like a shadow. She was already launching her next attack.

Bang!!!

Hei Ya’s body split into pieces with a spray of blood. A blast shook the heavens.

But Su Wanjun wasn’t done yet. Her red sword qi rumbled and boomed, shaking heaven and earth as she attacked once more.

Hei Ya’s soul looked on in horror, but it was too late to dodge.

At a critical juncture, silver radiance came crashing down, enveloping his soul and carrying it to safety.

Su Wanjun’s strike hit nothing but air, but it tore open a seemingly endless rift in the ancient battlefield. The entire hidden realm shook violently.

In a single breath, she’d broken Hei Ya’s sword and destroyed his physical body. Had Yun Wuxiang intervened even a moment later, she’d have destroyed Hei Ya’s soul, too!

Her tyrannical majesty startled everyone present.

The River Lord grinned. Miss Wanjun’s personality hasn’t changed a bit!

He vividly recalled the way she used to soften whenever the boss was around. Only then was she gentle, reserved, and warm.

But everyone in Sword Sovereign City knew that with everyone else, she was quick to anger, with strong murderous intent.

She’d attack after a single word out of turn, and she would never stop until anyone who insulted her was dead.

“Miss Wanjun is here. That’s wonderful…” A simple smile appeared on Gongye Futu’s typically steelly face.

If asked which lady swordsman he respected most in this lifetime, he wouldn’t even hesitate. Su Wanjun stood far above the rest!

Long ago, Gongye Futu staunchly believed that no matter how many unparalleled beauties and valiant heroines existed in the universe, only Miss Wanjun was worthy of their boss!

Hei Ya’s face was ashen, while Bai Xiao looked on solemnly.

Yun Wuxiang, meanwhile, slapped Hei Ya across the face, slamming him into the ground, his soul trembling uncontrollably.

Hei Ya looked up at Yunu Wuxiang in disbelief.

“How could someone like you possibly demean someone like Miss Wanjun?” Yun Wuxiang said icily, making no attempt to disguise his revulsion. “If not for your numerous contributions over the years, I’d have killed you for that unseeming display myself!”

The ethereally beautiful man had been smiling and at ease moments prior, but now, his gorgeous face was utterly cold!

Hei Ya lowered his head in silence. He knew that if Yun Wuxiang hadn’t intervened, Su Wanjun would have killed him by now.

“Long time no see, Miss Wanjun.” Yun Wuxiang clasped his fist in an uncharacteristic display of solemn respect.

Su Wanjun said icily. “Don’t be polite with me. I certainly won’t be polite with you!”

With that, she raised her weapon to attack once more.

Yun Wuxiang hurriedly waved to her. “Why not hear me out first? This whole situation…”

But she attacked explosively before he could finish.

She blurred into a flowing beam of white, arriving in a flash, with overflowing sword qi and unbelievably terrifying sword intent.

Yun Wuxiang’s eyelids twitched. He swung his feather fan.

The entire stretch of heaven and earth collapsed. The sword qi filling the air scattered, and Yun Wuxiang was forced several tens of thousands of feet back.

His golden robe was an incomparably wondrous treasure in its own right, but now, it tore open!

But Yun Wuxiang wasn’t concerned about that. He said with exasperation, “Miss Wanjun, as you ought to know, my little martial uncle was irreconcilable enemies with the boss of Sword Sovereign City, but he was always infatuated with you. Back then…”

But Su Wanjun was already launching her next attack. She stepped forward without a word and swung, her sword qi like a red dragon rising out of the abyss, tyrannical beyond measure.

Yun Wuxiang’s brow furrowed. He was obviously angry.

But in the end, he didn’t dare to block this attack head-on. Instead, he shifted through the air to move further away.

“Miss Wanjun, since you’re here, I’ll give you face. This can end here,” said Yun Wuxiang, raising a finger into the air. He said solemnly, “But only just this once. Next time…”

Suddenly, red sword light flashed through the air.

Yun Wuxiang dodged once more, but his finger had been sliced clean off, blasted into bloody mist!

Yun Wuxiang’s beautifully handsome face was instantly ashen, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

This time, Su Wanjun finally responded. “No need to give me face, and no need to be polite. Let’s just fight to the death here and now.”

Her clothing fluttered around her as sword intent shot smoothly into the firmament, shaking the entire ancient battlefield as her slender, graceful figure surged with even greater majesty than before!

Yun Wuxiang flung a golden talisman. It was covered in dense, contorted markings, like countless wriggling worms.

When the talisman appeared, endless golden radiance surged forth. The entire stretch of heaven and earth dimmed, and the sky collapsed, as if unable to bear the golden talisman’s pressure.

It was indistinct, but the talisman contained the words, “The All-Profound is without limit, power beyond measure,” a true Daoist incantation.

But within moments, Su Wanjun cleaved the talisman into pieces!

Her majestic aura was far too terrifying, like the blazing light of the sunset. The sword qi in her hands rumbled and boomed, flowing with endless Dao Light.

Were the young monk here to see this, he’d have realized that Su Wanjun was now displaying strength far more terrifying than when they’d crossed paths on the River of Destiny!

It was as if she’d become a completely different person.

Heaven and earth were plunged into upheaval.

Golden firelight whooshed forth like the tides, painting heaven and old in radiant gold.

“Su Wanjun!” Yun Wuxiang’s gaze was terrifying, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. “Do you really think…”

But he was interrupted once more, his expression changing yet again.

Because this time, Su Wanjun was attacking the elderly Confucian, Bai Xiao.

It happened so suddenly that the old man barely had time to swing his jade scepter to meet her strike head-on.

Crunch!

The purple scepter shattered, and the old man’s body split in two. Even the ground beneath his feet tore open.

This slash had indeed cut open the entire hidden realm, creating a massive rift!

“Is he dead?” Hei Ya’s eyes widened.

Earlier, he assumed that Su Wanjun had managed to destroy his body because he’d gotten complacent. He figured she’d simply caught him off guard.

Now, when he watched her kill Bai Xiao, he finally understood the true gap between him and Su Wanjun!

“We’re leaving!” Yun Wuxiang said suddenly. He waved his sleeve, and silver light enveloped both him and Hei Ya’s soul. The two of them vanished in the blink of an eye.

The River Lord and Gongye Futu couldn’t help but find this surprising. Neither had anticipated that the unparalleled yao cultivator their boss had marked for death would choose to retreat at this juncture.

Heaven and earth were in turmoil, and clouds of dust billowed through the air. Yun Wuxiang had left, but his voice still echoed through the air.

“Su Wanjun, I can say with certainty that if my little martial uncle finds out you’re still alive, he’ll come looking for you! When the time comes… ha! I’m sure something interesting will happen!”

A long time passed before his voice faded away.

Su Wanjun stood there, clothing billowing around her, an unwilling look on her face.

“It’s a pity, but this body is too weak. Otherwise, I could have killed Yun Wuxiang without difficulty.” Su Wanjun sighed.

A moment later, she seemed to realize something. “Let’s go. Hurry!”

With that, she swung her sleeves and teleported away, taking Gongye Futu and the River Lord with her.

They’d only just left when the entire hidden realm shattered with a bang.

When an Eternal Gateway was destroyed, it vanished completely into the coursing current of the River of Destiny.

The River Lord looked at Su Wanjun strangely.

It was Su Wanjun who’d cleaved open that ancient battlefield, ultimately leading to that hidden realm’s destruction.

If they hadn’t escaped in time, they’d most likely have been destroyed with it, forever lost to the River of Destiny.

“What are you looking at, Miss Wanjun?” asked Gongye Futu. He’d just noticed her examining an area around a stretch of waves.

“I want to kill Yun Wuxiang,” Su Wanjun said icily. “I didn’t expect them to flee so decisively. Worse, they didn’t leave any traces whatsoever.”

She retracted her gaze and sighed; she clearly found it a pity.

Gongye Futu and the River Lord exchanged glances. They couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Yes, this is the Miss Wanjun we remember.

“How are your wounds?” asked Su Wanjun.

Both men shook their heads to indicate that their injuries weren’t serious.

“I’m going back to the God Domain to bid him farewell. If I wait any longer, it’ll be too late,” said Su Wanjun. Even as she spoke, she set off.

She’d arrived in a hurry. Now, she was leaving in a hurry, too.

Once she’d left, the River Lord sighed. “Miss Wanjun really hasn’t changed a bit.”

“Bullshit. She looks completely different from before,” said Gongye Futu. “But she’s just as pretty. In fact, she’s completely unparalleled!”

The River Lord fell briefly silent, then sighed. We… can’t go back…”

Gongye Futu fell silent.

This time, they’d displayed their divine majesty, fighting their way into the River of Destiny, but its natural order had set its sights on them as a result.

Never mind returning to the God Domain. Even just staying in the River of Destiny was risky, as its natural order might deem them an anomaly and target them at any time, leading to disaster.

Their only choices were to turtle up and hide, or leave the River of Destiny and return to its far shore!

A complicated look appeared on Gongye Futu’s face. “I’ve been wanting to see Su Yi again anyway.”

The River Lord’s expression shifted inscrutably. “So you’re saying that you acknowledge Su Yi?”

Gongye Futu didn’t even pause to think. I’ll do whatever Miss Wanjun says!”

“Why is it that you suddenly have no opinions of your own? You really just go wherever the wind blows, huh?” jeered the River Lord.

Gongye Futu laughed coldly. “And what about you?”

The River Lord didn’t even pause to think. “I feel the same way.”

He grinned. “Miss Wanjun’s opinion matters most here!”

Gongye Futu sneered. I knew you felt the same as me, old man. After all, this is Miss Wanjun! The only woman the boss ever had a guilty conscience over!