Chapter 2740 - Come on and Kill Me!

Two figures stood on an unremarkable little hill eight thousand miles from the Great Qin’s imperial city.

The first was a middle-aged man in plain robes. He leaned on a walking stick.

The other was a young man in a tall hat, broad belt, and loose, billowing azure robes. He carried two empty sword sheaths on his back, one black, the other white.

A crystalline, translucent spirit pearl hovered in midair, casting a dreamlike, ethereal rain of light that obscured their presences completely.

“His sword has yet to leave the sheath, but that was already enough to injure Wen Zhong. Is that guy perhaps a Buddhist sword cultivator?” exclaimed the young man in azure.

Wen Zhong was just an honorary disciple of the Heart-Tempering Sword House. He wasn’t anyone important.

What really surprised the young man was seeing such a powerful Immeasurable Realm sword cultivator in a backwater like the Blue Peak Continent.

“Yes, he’s a Buddhist sword cultivator. It’s clear from his swordsmanship. He’s strong, too,” said the middle-aged man with the walking stick. “In the Five Great Continents, he might not amount to much, but by the standards of the Blue Peak Continent, he’s quite impressive. That said, I suspect he’s from another continent, just like we are. I’d be shocked if he was native to this backwater.”

The young man in azure looked intrigued. “Martial Uncle, is he perhaps here for the unparalleled fortune from the Age of Devastation?”

The middle-aged man shook his head. “I don’t know.”

The young man in azure pondered briefly, then laughed. “When the chance arises, I’ll test him for myself. Don’t worry, Martial Uncle. I know when to stop. I promise not to beat him to death!”

His martial uncle just laughed. “Very well.”

An Immeasurable Realm sword cultivator with suspected ties to Buddhism, that’s all. He wasn’t the least bit important.

His martial nephew had a domineering, tyrannical sword heart. There was no harm in letting him investigate this stranger.

The way the middle-aged man saw it, even if something went wrong, he could intervene on his martial nephew’s behalf.

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The imperial city.

Pu Xuan was stunned to see Su Yi enter the battlefield.

Earlier, he’d sensed that Yang Lingxiao wasn’t simple. He was only in the Divine Wandering Realm, but his presence was like a sword hidden in its case, impenetrable and unfathomable.

“No, let me handle this,” said Pu Xuan. “Someone like him isn’t worthy of fighting you.”

“I’m still just an Unfettered Realm cultivator, you know,” said Su Yi. “And it wasn’t easy for me to find such an interesting opponent. How could I just pass up on this opportunity? It’s settled. Step aside.”

Pu Xuan covered his face and sighed. “I’m actually a bit jealous. To think that guy would get the opportunity to duel the sword cultivator that I respect like my own father! His ancestors must be celebrating from the next world!”

Over in the distance, the army of Eternals was so angry that they laughed.

Yang Lingxiao looked at Pu Xuan, then at Su Yi. “Why not attack together?”

Pu Xuan laughed and floated back onto the city walls. “Don’t be greedy! Just enjoy your good fortune!”

“Fortune?” Yang Lingxiao repeated, then looked at Su Yi. “I know you. You’re Su Xuanjun. A few days ago, you defeated a few pathetically weak Silent Realm cultivators in the imperial city.”

He shook his head. “Forgive my rudeness, but I can kill someone like you with a single finger. Why insist on throwing your life away?”

Pu Xuan looked at him strangely.

Su Yi laughed. All he had to say in response was, “Come on and kill me, then!”

Yang Lingxiao didn’t waste any time on chatter. He raised his fingertip, and...

Boom!

Sword intent shot into the firmament like an arc of light, cleaving open the sky and stinging the onlookers’ eyes so badly that they could barely keep them open.

The onlookers were impressed, their hearts full of eagerness.

The cultivators of the three sects of the Blue Peak Continent had never seen Yang Lingxiao fight before!

As they hovered above the palace, Qin Cangtu and the others narrowed their eyes, beside themselves with astonishment.

Is such power really possible for a Divine Wandering Realm cultivator?

Isn’t he a bit too terrifying?

Even from a distance, Yang Lingxiao’s sword intent was so intense that even some of the Immeasurable Realm old monsters’ hearts shook.

Wen Zhong’s eyes flickered with nigh imperceptible hints of envy.

Those were the Laws of the Sky Pillar! Fifth-tier Eternal Laws! And Yang Lingxiao was obviously a natural-born sword cultivator!

Yang Lingxiao successfully proved his Dao and achieved Eternity in just eight thousand years, becoming a disciple of the Heart-Inquiring Sword House’s Treasure Cottage Mountain.

His sword, Stardust, was top-notch, a true killer weapon. Yang Lingxiao had acquired it in the sect’s Shrine of Swords. They said that it had once belonged to one of the sect’s Heavenly Monarchs!

Unless something unexpected happened, when Yang Lingxiao proved his Dao and entered the Silence Realm, he’d be able to pass the sect’s tests and enter one of the four pavilions.

When the time came, his position would be even higher!

In Wen Zhong’s heart, Yang Lingxiao was a natural-born sword cultivator, a dazzling talent. There wasn’t anyone comparable to him to be found in the Blue Peak Continent!

That guy’s doomed.

Wen Zhong looked at Su Yi.

But at least he gets to die beneath Senior Apprentice Brother Yang Lingxiao’s sword. Isn’t that a blessing in its own right?

“Draw your sword!” roared Yang Lingxiao, his eyes flashing like lightning and his momentum imposing.

Su Yi’s sleeves billowed as he raised a hand into the air. “Let’s see if you’re worth drawing it for first.”

He took a step forward, swinging his palm through the air like a sword.

Yang Lingxiao’s gathered sword intent fell practically simultaneously.

It happened in an instant.

The sky shattered and collapsed at the point of impact. Indomitable sword light swept outward, shaking both heaven and earth.

Before the onlookers could react, Su Yi appeared before Yang Lingxiao and swung his fist like a sword, striking with unstoppable force.

Bang!

Yang Lingxiao shook on his feet, his feather coat billowing. A series of explosions rang out as his defensive treasures cracked.

Su Yi’s fist had torn through them all with a burst of light.

But it was thanks to the now-shattered treasures that Yang Lingxiao managed to endure Su Yi’s fist.

His pupils constricted, and he exhaled, breathing out a waterfall of sword light.

Shockingly, a sword flew out of his mouth, shining with resplendent light. Its edge effortlessly ripped the sky apart; nothing could block it.

Just as it drew near Su Yi, he shifted to the side, dodging by a hair.

𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Then, he swung his fist once more.

Yang Lingxiao dodged, then raised his hand and tapped in rapid succession.

His sword rumbled, boomed, and split, first in two, then into four, then eight... in a flash, it had transformed into three thousand swords. Together, they filled the sky, like a whirlpool of swords surrounding Su Yi on all sides.

The whirlpool of interweaving swords would have been enough to slice any Immeasurable Realm cultivator of the Blue Peak Continent to ribbons.

But when the swords tried to cut into Su Yi, they couldn’t even slice his hair or clothes. The dense flurry of swords exploded on impact, scattering sparks.

Yang Lingxiao’s expression shifted dramatically.

Don’t tell me this guy is one of the monsters in the top hundred of Divine Reverence Pavilion’s Unfettered Ranking?

If not, how could he possibly have blocked my killer move?

Even in the Heart-Tempering Sword House, his Sky Pillar Sword Whirlpool was a supreme ability of the Dao of the Sword, especially when he used Stardust to unleash it.

When the disciples of the sect’s thirteen mountains competed, he used this very ability to outshine the competition, winning the approval and acknowledgment of many of the sect’s seniors.

Even one of the Lofty Mountain Lords said that his Sky Pillar Sword Whirlpool had a real chance at making it onto Divine Reverence Pavilion’s Divine Abilities Ranking!

But when they fought, Yang Lingxiao quickly realized that he’d severely underestimated his opponent.

This Unfettered Realm expert might have been a full three realms beneath Pu Xuan, but he was clearly a deeply hidden, heaven-defying monster!

As an inner sect disciple of the Heart-Tempering Sword House, Yang Lingxiao was an elite of the Eternal Dao. He was naturally far from ordinary.

His heart was instantly as heavy as a boulder, and his qi rumbled like thunder as he circulated his cultivation base to its limit.

His sword, Stardust, erupted with starlight, manifesting countless illusory swords. All of them charged into the whirlpool surrounding Su Yi.

From a distance, it was as if the river of stars were revolving. There was no end to the swords, and their humming resounded throughout heaven and earth.

The hundred-plus Eternals in the distance had all moved further away. When they saw this, their scalps went numb with fright, and their hearts quivered.

What a terrifying divine ability of the Dao of the Sword!

Over by the imperial palace, the experts of the Qin Family watched with bated breath, their hearts on tenterhooks.

Pu Xuan stood on the city walls, brow furrowed. Something about Yang Lingxiao’s divine ability seemed somehow familiar, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on where he’d seen it before.

But it was this very familiar feeling that made Pu Xuan certain that Yang Lingxiao was from the Heart-Tempering Sword House, just like Liu Shangchuan and Liang Shan.

At the same time, Su Yi’s strength astonished Pu Xuan, too.

But when he thought about it, it made sense. After all, this was the man he honored like a father. How could you possibly judge someone like that by their cultivation base?

As he pondered, Su Yi made his move. He was still surrounded by a whirlpool of swords, but as he walked, every sword in his path shattered into pieces.

The whirlpool looked like a revolving river of stars to the onlookers, but to Su Yi, it might as well not have been there.

As he walked, it collapsed and dissipated.

The sword, Stardust, wailed as if struck by lightning, quivering in midair.

Its wielder, Yang Lingxiao, coughed up a mouthful of blood. His expression shifted dramatically.

Su Yi took a step forward and swung his arm.

Bang!!!

Yang Lingxiao was sent flying backward.

His defensive treasures were already damaged, but this time, they shattered completely. Su Yi’s punch left a fist-shaped imprint in Yang Lingxiao’s chest, and blood gushed from the seven apertures of his face.

Before he could steady himself on his feet, Su Yi appeared in front of him and pressed down with his palm.

At a critical juncture, Wen Zhong attacked from the sides, defending Yang Lingxiao. He was trying to hold Su Yi back.

But Wen Zhong’s attacks were as fragile as paper to Su Yi. He tore through them in an instant.

In the end, Wen Zhong’s eyes widened. He could only watch as Su Yi pressed down on his head.

Bang!

Wen Zhong’s skull exploded with a splash of blood.

As the power of that tyrannical palm strike spread, it wiped out his life force and soul.

Everyone was horrified and overcome with astonishment.

That was Wen Zhong! An unparalleled expert from Bluebird Palace and an honorary disciple of the Heart-Tempering Sword House.

He’d only just returned to the Blue Peak Continent. How dazzling and extraordinary a figure was he? People were talking about him all over the continent.

Moreover, on their way here, he’d spoken with fierce pride, disdaining to bully the weak or fight an outnumbered foe. He thought that they’d lose face even if they successfully defeated the Qin Family.

Yet when the fighting began, he was badly injured when Pu Xuan drew just three inches of his sword.

As if that weren’t bad enough, an Unfettered Realm cultivator had just slapped him to death!

Who wouldn’t have been astonished?

Pu Xuan watched from the city walls. He couldn’t help but applaud with a sigh. “What a lethal head pat!”