First Immortal of the Sword - Chapter 2758 - Suppressing a Vicious Sword

Chapter 2758 – Suppressing a Vicious Sword

When Su Yi next inserted his divine sense into the stele, it contained a portion of the aura of the Grand Dao of Reincarnation.

That familiar prison appeared once more, along with a flood of blood-red light of the Grand Dao. It descended upon him from all sides.

But the power of reincarnation blocked it all!

Before this, Su Yi couldn’t block at all. His wisp of divine sense was eradicated instantly.

But now, the Laws of Reincarnation were like a moat blocking the onslaught of the prison’s power!

One was a mysterious Law of Heaven’s Will, the other the supreme power of reincarnation. The two clashed so fiercely that it was hard for Su Yi’s divine sense to take.

In the prison, the Divine Hunt Edict had the advantage, as well as absolute killing power.

Just seven or eight minutes later…

Bang!

The power of reincarnation dissipated, and his divine sense collapsed.

Outside the stele, Su Yi’s face paled, and the damage to his soul gave him a splitting headache.

“You’ve already gleaned enlightenment into the Divine Hunt Edict?” Xiao Zhixuan stared at Su Yi, a strange look in his eyes.

He’d been paying attention to this young, unfamiliar sword cultivator’s every movement. He knew that Su Yi had made thirty-nine attempts prior to this.

The first nine ended in instant failure. During attempts ten through twenty-nine, he lasted just three breaths of time.

During his thirty-ninth attempt, he managed to last five breaths of time.

Although Xiao Zhixuan didn’t say anything out loud, inwardly, he was quite stunned.

Throughout the ages, he’d tried to grasp the Divine Hunt Edict on numerous occasions. At first, he failed instantly, just like Su Yi. The outcome of his attempts was entirely unsuspenseful.

On his sixth attempt, he finally managed to last two breaths of time. By his thirty-ninth attempt, he could last nine breaths of time.

It might have seemed like he’d done better than Su Yi up until that point, but Su Yi was only in the Unfettered Realm!

When he compared their accomplishments in light of their cultivation bases, he was incomparably shocked. He couldn’t even imagine how an Unfettered Realm cultivator’s soul could be so unreasonably powerful.

Now, when he saw Su Yi last a full seven minutes in his fortieth attempt, Xiao Zhixuan realized that something strange was happening!

By this point in Xiao Zhixuan’s attempts, he’d barely grasped the fringes of the Divine Hunt Edict. He’d been far from lasting seven minutes.

All of this told Xiao Zhixuan that the young sword cultivator had likely just done something extraordinary!

“I’m still trying,” said Su Yi. He didn’t even glance back at Xiao Zhixuan.

Instead, he stood in place and cleared his head.

The power of reincarnation had been shattered during his last attempt, not because it was weak, but because his mastery of it was far from sufficient.

After all, the Divine Hunt Edict was a manifestation of the Laws of Heaven’s Will.

And he’d merely tempered his power of reincarnation to the Unfettered level. The disparity was right there in front of him.

After a while, Su Yi tried again, but this time, he used the power of Divine Ruin.

This was a power his first incarnation had fished out of the River of Destiny and granted to Su Yi. It could sever karma and restrict fate! It was full of endless profundities.

By this point in his cultivation, Su Yi had long since determined that the power of Profound Ruin touched upon the secrets of destiny. By the standards of the Eternal Heavens Domain, that meant that it was a third-tier Eternal Law!

But he still wasn’t sure of its precise ranking.

Now, he planned to use the Divine Hunt Edict to see how long it lasted compared to reincarnation.

“Is your companion perhaps a Heavenly Sovereign’s new closed-door disciple?” Xiao Zhixuan suddenly asked.

Pu Xuan could tell that this vagrant sword cultivator of the Jianghu was suddenly quite interested in Su Yi’s origins.

In other words, prior to this, he hadn’t cared in the slightest who Su Yi was. Now, he did, so he’d started asking questions.

Pu Xuan smiled. “And what about you, Senior? Who are you? If you wouldn’t mind revealing your identity, I wouldn’t mind sharing some information with you, too.”

Xiao Zhixuan sneered. “I just want to know who he is, so what’s with all the hemming and hawing and trying to squeeze information out of me? How unscrupulous!

Pu Xuan just laughed and said nothing.

Xiao Zhixuan seemed to lose interest. He sat there, head resting in his hands, and watched Su Yi in silence.

Around seven minutes later, Su Yi let out a muffled grunt, then staggered on his feet.

Pu Xuan’s heart shook. His brow furrowed with concern.

Xiao Zhixuan seemed thoughtful. “It seems… you still can’t do it. I told you that it was impossible for an Unfettered…”

But he’d only just said this when he suddenly rose to his feet.

Meanwhile, the stele before Su Yi suddenly split, and the Edict carved on its surface vanished.

This sudden development caught Xiao Zhixuan totally off guard.

He was just about to say something when the entire Mountain of Bitter Rains shook, and an impassioned sword hum shot into the firmament.

The layers of cloud overhead shattered, as if the invisible power of the Laws had been shaken.

The clanging hum echoed throughout the Huaihuang Empire!

“This…” Over in the distance, the leader of the Tiger Warriors, Meng Sansi, visibly lost his cool. The humming of the sword seemed to emanate from the bowels of the earth, and it was full of murderous power. The sensation was enough to make one give in to despair.

The Tiger Warriors’ horses collapsed in sheer panic. Everything was in chaos.

Imperial Preceptor Lu Yuan, Shen Duqiu, and Yun Zhao’an were at the foot of the mountain when the sword hum rang out. All of them quivered, then fell unconscious.

Outside the Huaihuang Empire, when the sword hum rang out, it startled the cultivators gathered outside.

Mu Qing of True Martial Sword Court furrowed his brow. It’s been a month since Su Xuanjun and Pu Xuan entered the Huaihuang Empire. They’ve yet to return, and I have no idea if they’re even alive or dead.

He had no idea what had caused this sword hum, either.

Could it be that the ferocious sword left here in the Devastation is about to re-enter the world?

Zhu Quan of the Black Cliff Sword Sect grinned. “If that means what I think it does, good fortune is about to enter the world!”

Something suddenly occurred to him. He looked at Mu Qing. “Those juniors you sent into the Huaihuang Empire undoubtedly died a long time ago! Mu Qing, I urge you to leave immediately. Otherwise, take care not to share your juniors’ fate!”

Mu Qing’s expression darkened, but he said nothing.

“Even if that good fortune really has appeared, it’s hard to say who’ll get their hands on it,” said Madam Rao Yun of Symphony of Rain Tower.

“It’s easy to dodge a spear out in the open, but hard to dodge a hidden arrow. You’d best be careful. Who knows how many people are lying in wait, hoping to take advantage of the chaos?” said the purple-robed Old Ghost Luo from atop his cloud. His gaze was utterly expressionless.

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, the crowd discovered that a group had emerged from the distant darkness.

When they recognized some of these new arrivals’ origins, even though Mu Qing, Zhu Quan, and Madam Rao Yun were all Heavenly Monarchs, their hearts sank.

They were surrounded by ravening wolves. This would be trouble!

When the person who acquired the good fortune emerged from the Huaihuang Empire, an unpredictable, chaotic battle would break out.

As powerful as the Heavenly Monarchs were, their lives would likely be in danger!

…

Meanwhile, at the foot of the Mountain of Bitter Rains.

As the humming of the sword rang out, Xiao Zhixuan waved his sleeve, putting the unconscious Imperial Preceptor Lu Yuan, Shen Duqiu, and Yun Zhao’an somewhere safe.

Then, he looked at Pu Xuan. “How about you move further away? You’re still stuck in a mortal body. When that vicious sword appears, you’ll be doomed.”

Pu Xuan shook his head. He wasn’t going anywhere without Su Yi. If he died, he died; it wasn’t like he’d never died before.

Xiao Zhixuan nodded approvingly. “You really are one of Jiang Wuchen’s disciples or grand-disciples. Your sword heart is extraordinarily well tempered.”

He gazed up at the Mountain of Bitter Rains. “I’ve been waiting for so long. Now, finally, I can see that vicious sword…”

The depths of his gaze were full of ruefulness.

Su Yi, meanwhile, had walked back over to Pu Xuan. He transmitted, “Forgive me for this.”

Then, without a word of explanation, he used a spatial technique to stuff Pu Xuan up his sleeves.

Xiao Zhixuan couldn’t help but find this amusing. “What are you afraid of? Had I wanted to kill him, why would I have waited this long?”

Su Yi took out a jug of wine and had a sip. He, too, was gazing up at the mountain. “In a clash for good fortune, you always have to be on guard.”

Xiao Zhixuan nodded, then said suddenly, “If that ferocious sword enters the world, it will bring disaster upon the entire Huaihuang Empire, reducing the whole country to scorched earth. Countless lives will be lost.”

“Do you know how to prevent that?” asked Su Yi.

“If you can subdue that vicious sword, you can avert his catastrophe. If you can’t, I’ll…”

But before he could finish his sentence, Su Yi nodded. “I can do it! Stay out of it, and I can acquire the sword with ease.”

Xiao Zhixuan gaped at him. “You’re really so confident?”

“Just watch.” Su Yi put away his jug of wine, then rose into the heavens. In the blink of an eye, he stood over the Mountain of Bitter Rains.

“Oh? You can resist the Laws of the mundane world enough to bring your cultivation all the way to the gates of immortality? Impressive indeed!” Xiao Zhixuan clucked his tongue.

Su Yi was as strong as a peak Transcendent, someone at the pinnacle of the Human Realm, one step away from becoming an immortal.

With strength like that, he really could do whatever he pleased in the mundane world. He was, in some ways, mightier than the Laws of Heaven’s Will themselves.

After all, the Laws of Heaven’s Will had to act in accordance with their own rules, while the young man in blue could do whatever he pleased!

Of course, with Xiao Zhixuan here, it was a different story. After all, he was even stronger!

Xiao Zhixuan appeared beneath the firmament and smiled. “Show me, then, my young friend. How do you plan to subdue the sword that once destroyed an Eternal Throne??

Su Yi just glanced at him. “Cultivation in the Immortal Dao?”

“It’s nothing much,” said Xiao Zhixuan.

Boom!

The Mountain of Bitter Rains shook. Heaven and earth swayed, and the entire Huaihuang Empire shook with them. The terrifying aura of the Laws of Heaven’s Will surged beneath the firmament.

Who knew how many eyes were watching everything that happened here from outside the empire’s borders?

In that moment, all of the old monsters lying in wait dared say with certainty that the unparalleled good fortune they were after had really entered the world!

Su Yi, meanwhile, was already taking action.

He raised his right hand into the air, then lowered his palm at the Mountain of Bitter Rains.

The swaying mountain instantly returned to stillness, and the power of the Laws surging overhead faded away. The Huaihuang Empire was calm once more.

Shockingly, all of that strangeness vanished beneath a single light, airy palm.

Except for the humming of a sword, which emanated from deep within the mountain. It sounded almost like mournful sobs.

Xiao Zhixuan froze, completely gobsmacked.