First Immortal of the Sword-Chapter 1363 - Long Planned

The atmosphere was stifled and silent.

Su Yi could tell at a glance what Li Zhong was thinking. He said, “I have a score to settle with the Yun Family. If you don’t know what happened...”

Before he could finish, Li Zhong felt a massive weight lift from his shoulders. “Fellow Daoist, please, rest assured. I understand what’s important.”

Yun Changhong and the other Yun clansmen’s hearts sank. There was no doubt about it; they couldn’t count on Li Zhong helping them.

Meanwhile, Su Yi turned his attention toward Luo Xiaoyun.

Luo Xiaoyun felt a chill course through his heart. “What do you want to do?”

“I’ll send you on your way first,” Su Yi said calmly.

Kcch!!

A streak of sword qi exploded into being, soaring into the sky and transforming into a waterfall-like downpour of sword rain.

As the rain enveloped Luo Xiaoyun, the obscure, mysterious image of the Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared within it.

Luo Xiaoyun’s hair stood on end. He immediately unleashed his killer weapon.

Boom!

A nine-floored treasure pagoda appeared before him. Immortal light poured from it, creating a multi-layered curtain of light, the outlines of entire worlds. They wrapped defensively around Luo Xiaoyun.

The Spirit Pagoda of the Nine Realms!

When used, it condensed the outlines of nine worlds to form a barrier around the user.

In the crowd’s eyes, although Luo Xiaoyun was just standing there, it seemed as if he stood nine worlds away, so close, yet unreachably distant!

But how terrifying was Su Yi’s current cultivation base? Back at the battle of the Violet Heavens Platform, he slew over a hundred Transcendents with ease!

An explosion rang out, and the sword rain woven out of the light of reincarnation crushed the nine-layered barrier with ease. The Spirit Pagoda of the Nine Realms split, then shattered into pieces.

“No——!”

Luo Xiaoyun’s terrified shriek echoed throughout the venue. The crowd could only watch as sword rain enveloped him, dissipating his soul in the blink of an eye.

The other experts of ancient orthodoxies immediately fled further away. Just watching made them break out in cold sweats, and their faces paled with astonishment.

They were revenants, and the power of reincarnation was their bane. There was no countering it!

Nie Yunyuan in particular was so terrified that he trembled from head to toe, his face alternating green and white. He felt as if he’d only just narrowly escaped disaster.

He dared say with certainty that had he spoken up earlier, he would have met with the same fate as Luo Xiaoyun!

The crowd’s hearts quivered. They couldn’t help but recall that just now, Su Yi told Nie Yunyuan and Luo Xiaoyun to shut their mouths, or else, he’d cut them down!

But none of them would have guessed that Su Yi would really do just that. He’d executed Luo Xiaoyun in a single slash!

“Temple Master, what do you take the Yun Family for!?” Yun Changhong was furious, and his face was ashen.

This was his territory, yet Su Yi had struck without reservation, slaying his guest, Luo Xiaoyun. This was a blatant slap in the face.

Su Yi said airily, as if he were commenting on the weather, “Others might see this place as a dragon’s lair or a tiger’s den, but in my eyes, it might as well be an empty cave.”

The crowd didn’t know what to make of that. Empty? He’s saying no one here makes any difference at all? Are we not human?

But no one dared voice their objections. Who wanted to get swept into a storm like this?

“Empty? Hah! Temple Master, do you really think the Yun Family is afraid of you?”

Suddenly, a burst of murderous laughter emanated from over the horizon. The air churned as a group of figures, each with a terrifying aura, shot over.

There were fully twenty of them, all experts of the Path of Transcendence!

Their leader was a seemingly youthful man in silver robes. His hair was as white as snow, and immortal light flowed around him.

“Third Uncle!” Yun Changhong felt a massive weight lift from his shoulders. His face filled with delight, and he immediately rushed up to greet these new arrivals.

The other Yun clansmen seemed excited too.

The new arrivals were the Yun Family old-timers who’d broken into the Path of Transcendence.

Their leader, the seemingly young man in silver robes, was the man Yun Changhong called his third uncle. His name was Yun Huantian, and he was practically a living fossil. His seniority was shockingly high!

At the same time, Nie Yunyuan lit up. “High Elders, you’re here too!”

He recognized two old fogies of the Profound Divinity Sword House mixed in with the other newly arrived Transcendents.

One was a middle-aged man in ink-dark robes. He wore a jade crown and carried a purple sword case.

The other was a cold, aloof beauty in rainbow raiment. She held a snow-white feather fan. Her gait was graceful, and her figure was unparalleled.

Both hailed from the Profound Divinity Sword House. Their names were Wei Changfu and Ruan Caizhi, and both were in the Cloud Soaring Realm!

They could wander this world freely because they carried secret treasures that let them avoid a backlash from the Laws.

When Yun Huantian led this group of Transcendents, including both the Yun Family experts and the two Cloud Soaring Transcendents of the Profound Divinity Sword House, the atmosphere instantly shifted.

Some of the guests were inwardly frightened. They suddenly realized how serious this storm would be; this would most likely lead to an unpredictable grand battle!

Without any prior discussion, everyone looked at Su Yi.

Against all expectations, even in the face of such a lineup, Su Yi remained perfectly calm. His expression didn’t so much as waver, and he showed no sign of nervousness whatsoever.

He even went so far as to ignore the newly arrived Transcendents and gaze at Yun Changhong, “This is the third time. I won’t ask again. What have you decided?”

An increasingly tense silence followed this declaration.An austere, murderous atmosphere spread outward, enveloping the entire venue.

Yun Huantian, Wei Changfu, Ruan Caizhi, and the other twenty-or-so Transcendents frowned. It seemed they dared not believe Su Yi would ignore their arrival completely!

Yun Changhong’s expression darkened too. Does the Temple Master not realize what’s going on here?

One of the guests couldn’t help but stammer, “Your Excellency the Temple Master, might you permit us to retreat first?”

His expression was even more hideous than if he’d been choked with sobs. The same went for the other guests.

They’d come here in high spirits to attend a wedding. Who’d have thought they’d encounter such a storm instead? They might well even lose their lives. Who could possibly accept that!?

Su Yi nodded. “Those uninvolved are welcome to leave.”

The guests felt a massive weight lift from their shoulders.

But seeing this infuriated Yun Changhong, Yun Huantian, and the other higher-ups! Today was their day of celebration, yet now, their panicked guests wanted to leave early.

The most frustrating part was that their guests asked the Temple Master for permission—an outsider, rather than the host. Did that leave any face for the Yun Family? If word spread, how would people see them?

“Everyone, please, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. If you’re worried about the aftershock, please wait further away. Once this storm passes, we’ll treat you to a lavish banquet to alleviate your stress,” the white-haired, youthful-featured Yun Huantian said gravely. He couldn’t tolerate them just leaving.

The guests’ hearts thudded in their chests, but in the end, they had no choice but to steel themselves and remain behind. They waited in silence at a safe distance.

Yun Huantian looked at Li Zhong. “Fellow Daoist, you’ve chosen to stand with the Temple Master. Does this represent the will of Celestial Mo Qingchou?”

Li Zhong let out a long sigh. “Might everyone accept a word of advice?”

“You have our full attention,” said Yun Huantian.

Li Zhong said gravely, “If Wei Shan is truly in your hands, you’d best let him go immediately. If you do, there might still be space to turn this around. If you refuse...”

Before he could finish, Wei Changfu laughed dryly and cut him off. “If that’s your take on the situation, no need to say anything else.”

Li Zhong’s brow furrowed, but in the end, he fell silent. Want to butt heads with the Temple Master? I’m afraid you’ll just break your skulls!

Su Yi took in this entire exchange, then gripped the Sword of the Human Realm without so much as a word.

The crowd’s eyelids twitched. Is the Temple Master... really just going to attack!?

And to Yun Changhong and the others, this was the greatest provocation of all!

Yun Changhong let out a long sigh. “We have no one to blame but ourselves. Times are changing, and our Yun Family has kept far too low a profile, to the point that... you’ve wildly underestimated us, Temple Master!”

Here, his eyes flashed like lightning, and he seemed to have cast all reservations aside. He stared coldly at Su Yi and said, “We do indeed have that old cripple in our custody. Want to save him? Very well. Give up the secrets of reincarnation, and I’ll release him immediately!”

Uproar ensued.

That was effectively an admission of guilt!

Su Yi threw back his head, drained his jug of wine, and scanned the crowd before finally gazing at Yun Changhong. “I said earlier that if you refused to let him go, I’d wipe the Yun Family from the face of the earth.”

Before his calm voice had even finished echoing through the air, sword intent surged around Su Yi. It soared into the clouds, shook the earth, and threw the air into chaos.

As for Su Yi? He was already walking into the air. When he arrived beneath the dome of heaven, he said, “If you don’t believe me, you’re welcome to try me.”

The crowd held their breath.

But Yun Huantian just laughed, seemingly incomparably delighted. “Temple Master, this is what they call throwing yourself into the net!

“No need to lie to you. We anticipated that this day would come the moment we learned of your return to the stars. Thus, we’ve long since made ample preparations. We were waiting for an opportunity to lure you here. We would never have guessed that you’d come of your own accord. What an unexpected delight!”

Only then did the crowd realize that the Yun Family had actually been planning for this! No wonder they dared duke it out with the Temple Master even after his glorious victory upon the Violet Heavens Platform!

Li Zhong’s heart sank as he realized that this didn’t bode well. He’d come to send Su Yi coal in a blizzard, not to see him off to the next world!

But by the time Li Zhong decided to intervene, he was one step too late.

Boom——!

Goldendawn Divine Mountain was enormous, but all of it trembled.

Immediately afterward, streak after streak of radiant immortal light soared into the heavens, weaving together in midair to create an enormous, mysterious Immortal Dao-level formation.

Thirty-six swords stood. Each presided over a separate area, and all shone with immortal light and blazed with murderous intent.

Heaven and earth dimmed, and the clouds shattered on all sides!

And Su Yi was trapped within the formation. Imposing sword intent surrounded him on all sides. Immortal light surged, and the terrifying energy fluctuations of the formation were like raging tidal waves sealing off every possible escape route.

He was like a sparrow in a cage. Even if he grew wings, he couldn’t possibly fly away!

The crowd was overcome with astonishment as they took this scene in. Even Li Zhong, a Cloud Soaring expert, couldn’t help but gasp.

That’s a true formation of the Immortal Dao!

Even just the aura emanating from it left him feeling suffocated. He didn’t even need to think to know that even Cloud Soaring Transcendents would be in grave peril were they to find themselves trapped inside!

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