First Immortal of the Sword

“They’re here again!” Ning Sihua’s expression shifted.

She controlled the white bone seal Su Yi had left in her care.
With it, she could control the formation surrounding the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House, the Heaven-Sealing Formation of the Nine Absolutes.

When Chu Xiu and his subordinates entered this misty stretch of ocean, Ning Sihua sensed them immediately.

“Big Sister Ning, are you saying the Celestial Prison Demon Court has come back?” Cha Jin’s beautiful eyes focused.

Wen Lingxue had been seated cross-legged, cultivating.
However, when she heard this, she opened her eyes.

Ning Sihua nodded.
“For now, don’t alarm the others.
Don’t forget; we’ve still got Senior Ying Que keeping watch outside.”

“Alright.” Cha Jin and Wen Lingxue both agreed.

Over the past few weeks, Chu Xiu had staged repeated attacks against the ruins, only for Ying Que to fight him back each time. Thus, they weren’t overly alarmed. 

Whoosh~

Ning Sihua gripped the bone seal and circulated her cultivation base.
A rain of light—the power of the formation—appeared, then formed a curtain.
Its surface reflected the situation outside.

This meant that she, Cha Jin, and Wen Lingxue saw everything clearly.
Ying Que was staring down Chu Xiu, Qing Luo, and a group of demonic cultivators.

“That… Those are…” Wen Lingxue reacted as if she’d been struck by lightning.
Her delicate, peerlessly beautiful face paled, and she felt a chill in her hands and feet.

“What is it?” Ning Sihua asked in confusion.

“They… They brought Little Sister Wen’s parents…” said Cha Jin, her expression alternating between rage and alarm.

Ning Sihua looked and quickly located two of Chu Xiu’s subordinates leading prisoners, a man and a woman.

There was no doubt about it.
Those were Wen Lingxue’s parents!

Ning Sihua’s heart sank as she realized that this time, Chu Xiu had come prepared!

“Now what do we do….?” Ning Sihua’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her expression filled with uncertainty.

Cha Jin, however, turned to Weng Lingxue and said gently, “Lingxue, don’t panic.
There’s got to be a way to resolve this.
If I’m not mistaken, there’s no way Chu Xiu will harm your parents before achieving his goal.”

Wen Lingxue took a deep breath and pursed her lips.
“Big Sister, please rest assured.
I won’t do anything reckless, and there’s no way I’ll let all of us suffer on account of my parents!”

The young woman’s fists were tightly clenched, and she forced the word through the gaps of her teeth.
Her clear gaze was utterly determined.

“Don’t talk nonsense.
No matter what, we’ll do everything we can to save your parents.
What you have to do now is stay calm.
We’re… We’re still far from out of options,” Ning Sihua said solemnly.

Wen Lingxue nodded silently.

Then, all three women looked at the light curtain.

….

Outside the ruins, above the churning seas.

Ying Que reacted to the change in Qing Luo’s aura, his expression suddenly solemn.

He’s got such a powerful aura despite his early-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivation? This kid’s obviously no ordinary person, thought Ying Que.
His sleeves billowed, and the distinctive majesty of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm spread out around him.

Boom!

Heaven-shaking yao qi surged around him, too.
It took on the shape of an illusory black flood dragon, which revolved around him.
It looked almost real.

“Hah? It’s useless.” Qing Luo shook his head, then suddenly stepped into the air.

Boom!

When he lowered his foot, the surface of the water collapsed explosively beneath him, and the surrounding air was thrown into turmoil.
Furthermore, a tyrannical, imposing aura had appeared around him. 

“I might be human, but I cultivate both the yao path and my soul.
Furthermore, my fists are my greatest weapons!” 

As his hearty laughter rang out, Qing Luo swung his sleeves and threw a punch.

Boom!

Heaven and earth shook, and yao qi boiled over.

A black fist imprint condensed in the sky, like a miniature black sun.
Its dazzling light illuminated everything between the water and the sky.

Overflowing, immeasurable yao qi was emblazed in the fist imprint.
It bore down on the air, which howled and boomed beneath the pressure.

The fist carved a shocking rift in the sky, which continued toward Ying Que and slammed into him.

Chu Xiu and the others were astonished.
That fist was so powerful that their hair stood on end, and they felt prickling pain all over their skin!

“Break!” Ying Que bellowed, the sound like a heaven-shaking draconic roar.

He then clapped his hands together, and surging seawater swept through the skies, condensed into a spear of flowing power.

Bang!

A heaven-shaking explosion rang out as the fist imprint and spear clashed.
Both shattered and dissipated, and a current of destructive energy spread out from the point of impact, churning the entire stretch of ocean.

“Do you really think power like that is enough to eat me, Ying Que? You overestimate yourself,” Ying Que said coldly.

Qing Luo clearly didn’t agree.
He laughed and took a step forward.
“That was only the beginning.” 

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With every step he took, the skies trembled, and Qing Luo’s aura expanded.

“This…”

To their astonishment, Chu Xiu and his subordinates discovered that Qing Luo’s early-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivation was soaring.
Before long, he broke into the mid-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm, and he was already nearing the late stage.

This was unquestionably far too terrifying!

So, that kid was suppressing his cultivation earlier, thought YIng Que, his expression suddenly grave.

Qing Luo took another step forward, and his majestic aura intensified even further.
Now, even Ying Que, a Spiritual Incarnation Realm existence, felt a strong sense of impending danger.

“Try taking my punch now,” said Qing Luo as he took his ninth step and smoothly entered the late-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm.
He clenched his hand into a fist, then punched from afar.

It was yet another simple punch, with no flourishes whatsoever.
However, its power was far greater than before.

Boom!

A pitch-black fist imprint slammed into the world like a shooting star, bringing with it a dazzling and strange destructive aura.
As it flew through the air, it ripped it apart.

The demonic cultivators felt a chill course down their spines. He’s too strong!

Ying Que, meanwhile, didn’t hesitate to call upon his full power.
He leaped forward, condensing a profound and inscrutable palm imprint.

It clashed with the fist.

Boom!

The entire surrounding area shook violently, and a destructive current swept outward.

Sparks scattered like rain, and Ying Que staggered several steps backward.
His face flushed red with exertion, and veins bulged on his forehead.

In the end, he couldn’t stop himself from coughing up a mouthful of blood!

“He’s in the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, yet he injured a mighty yao of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm in a single punch?” 

Chu Xiu couldn’t help but gulp.
He was thoroughly shocked, and he couldn’t remain calm.

He’d long since anticipated that Qing Luo’s origins weren’t simple, but he wouldn’t have guessed that he’d be this strong!

Meanwhile, within the ruins.

When they saw Ying Que get hurt, Ning Sihua, Cha Jin, and Wen Lingxue’s expressions changed, and their hearts clenched.

Who is that guy? He’s so strong!

“What did you think of that punch?” asked Qing Luo with a laugh.

Ying que wiped the blood from his lips and laughed coldly.
“It was nothing much.”

“That so? I’ll just have to loosen your skin first, then beat your flesh to soften it.
That way, when I eat you, you’ll be extraordinarily sumptuous,” laughed Qing Luo.
He shot forth, fists swinging.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

His fists struck as fast as lightning, with appalling murderous intent.
Every strike seemed tyrannical and forceful enough to collapse the skies and overturn heaven and earth.

That unbridled majesty was like the descent of a yao god!

Ying Que didn’t back down.
He fought with everything he had, his life on the line, and called upon the full extent of his cultivation base.

The power of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm was similarly astonishing.

However, his power seemed ineffectual against Qing Luo.
Before long, he was thoroughly suppressed, and new wounds cropped up, one after the other.
He was now in grave peril!

Ning Sihua and the others were all sweating on his behalf.
They were beside themselves with anxiety.

All of them could tell that if things went on like this, Ying Que was sure to lose!

“You’ve never once tried to retreat, you beast,” said Qing Luo as the battle raged.
He sounded a bit surprised.
“You’ve got guts.”

From beginning to end, Ying Que’s grave predicament was obvious, but he never once shrunk back.
It was as if he didn’t care whether he lived or died.

Anyone else would have long since begged for mercy, fled, or sought some other way to preserve their life.

“I’m protecting this place on Master Su’s orders, and I’ll remain loyal.
I absolutely cannot let him down!” said Ying Que in a raspy voice.

He was covered in bleeding wounds, and his hair was disheveled.
His injuries were shocking, and many of his bones and tendons had snapped.

Nonetheless, his will was iron!

“Master Su? Which Master Su?” Qing Luo asked with great interest. He got a Spiritual Incarnation Realm black flood dragon to protect this place with no regard for its own life… This ‘Master Su’ person… isn’t simple.

“Someone like you is unworthy of learning his name!” Ying Que said disdainfully.

Qing Luo laughed.
“Let’s see if you’re still so tight-lipped after I’ve eaten you.”

Boom!

Before he’d even finished speaking, Qing Luo threw another punch.

Ying Que blocked with everything he had, but he was nonetheless sent flying.
His body was in tatters, and blood surged out of him like water from a geyser.

Despite the severity of his injuries, he remained upright.
However, his presence was increasingly weak.

It would have been obvious to anyone that Ying Que wouldn’t last much longer!

Qing Luo, conversely, didn’t have so much as a hair out of place.
His aura flourished, and his sheer power and momentum chilled both Chu Xiu and his subordinates.

“Little reptile, it seems… you can’t quite cut it, huh?” Qing Luo laughed, his eye playful.

It was then that——

Boom!

The power of a formation suddenly surged into the air.
A current of golden light flooded the skies and enveloped Qing Luo.

Heaven-Sealing Formation of the Nine Absolutes!

Ning Sihua took action, not daring to delay any further.
If she did, Ying Que was doomed.

“Fellow Daoist, allow me!” Chu Xiu shouted, then immediately dragged Wen Changtai and Qin Qing to the front lines of the battle and held them both aloft.

The golden light of the formation had been just about to envelop Qing Luo when it suddenly froze.

“Despicable!!” Ning Sihua quivered with fury.

If she didn’t withdraw the formation’s power, Wen Changtai and Qin Qing would die beyond a shadow of a doubt!

Cha Jin and Wen Lingxue saw this too, and both of them paled.

“What an insidious fellow you are,” said Qing Luo.
He glanced at Chu Xiu disdainfully out of the corner of his eye.

However, even as he spoke, he didn’t stop moving.
He arrived before the injured Ying Que in a single step, then took hold of him.

Crunch! Crunch!

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Ying Que tried to defend himself with all his might, but both his arms shattered, and soon, Qing Luo held him fast, suspended in the air.
He struggled, but it was to no avail.

“You’re too big,” said Qing Luo with a hearty laugh.
“I’ll have to rip you into smaller pieces, then eat you.”

He then raised Ying Que’s arms and tugged. 

Splurt!

He ripped Ying Que’s body directly in two.
Blood poured down like a waterfall. 

Qing Luo made no effort to dodge it.
On the contrary, he threw back his head and let the blood cover his entire body.

His snow-white robes were instantly dyed red.

His handsome face looked intoxicated, and he swallowed the blood in great big gulps.

This bloody, brutal spectacle shook everyone present.