First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1032 – Giving the Ye Family a Funeral Bell!

Within a palace on Kunwu Mountain.

Ye Feng’s eyes lit up, and his heart filled with irrepressible, fiery desire.

The young woman in white was covered in blood, and her hair was disheveled, but that still couldn’t hide her shocking beauty. Her features were exquisite, and her skin was lustrous and snowy. In her unconscious state, she was a touching sight; it was hard not to take pity on her.

Ye Feng’s gaze traced the curves of her impressive, delicate figure. He couldn’t help but gulp, and throughout his body, his blood stirred.

Deacon Ye Nanhe stood to the side, taking in Ye Feng’s expressions. He couldn’t help but laugh. “Feng’er, what do you think of this dual cultivation vessel?”

Ye Feng applauded and exclaimed, “The Little Sword Demon really is the most beautiful woman of the Azure Continent’s younger generation. A stunner like this really does seem like a lady immortal banished from the heavens. Few in this world can compare to her!”

Ye Nanhe burst into laughter. “I’m just glad you’re satisfied. In a bit, I’ll teach you how to control the Spirit Tether Devilworm. Once I do, this Little Sword Demon will obey your every command, and you can do with her as you please.”

Ye Feng couldn’t wait. He was ready and raring to go. “What are we waiting for, Uncle? Teach me now!”

Ye Nanhe nodded.

But it was then that someone pushed open the tightly shut palace doors.

Ye Feng jumped in fright and looked over.

A tall, thin man in plain cloth robes walked in.

When he saw the young woman in the cage, his eyelids twitched. Then, his eyes shot daggers at Ye Feng, and he said gravely, “Ye Feng, you can’t touch that woman!”

“Ye Yunlan, who the hell do you think you are? Bad enough that you barged into my palace. Now you’re trying to interfere with my good time? Are you sick of living?” Ye Feng bellowed in fury.

Ye Nanhe’s expression darkened, and he said with displeasure, “Yunlan, you’re far too brazen! Hurry up and leave! Otherwise, don’t blame me for my poor manners!”

Ye Yunlan took a deep breath. “Anything else, I could back down on, but I can’t let you mistreat that woman!”

He’d met Wen Xinzhao back in the Azure Continent, and he knew that she was one of his nephew Su Yi’s companions. How could he possibly remain unmoved at a time like this?

Furthermore, he was well aware of how Ye Feng did things. This lustful, arrogant hoodlum practiced a Demonist cultivation method, seizing Yin to replenish Yang. Any woman who fell into his hands met with a miserable fate.

“You think you’re enough to stop me?” Ye Feng was so angry that he laughed. He gazed at Ye Nanhe. “Deacon, kick him out!”

“Got it!” Ye Nanhe glowered at Ye Yunlan, his eyes flashing and his tone icy. “Yunlan, you’ve always kept a low profile, almost never intervening in the clan’s affairs. Why do you insist on getting involved today? You do realize that I could crush you if I wanted to, right? All I have to do is pin a crime on you at random. If I do, you’ll never get the opportunity to turn things around!”

Here, he gestured outside the hall and said expressionlessly. “I’ll give you a chance. Scram of your own accord.”

Ye Yunlan’s expression shifted, but in the end, he took a deep breath and said calmly, “Even if I die, there’s no way I’ll just stand back and let this happen!”

“You…!” Ye Feng gnashed his teeth with fury. “Deacon, quick, break his legs. I want him kneeling outside my palace!”

Ye Nanhe nodded.

Murderous intent surged around him, but just as he was about to attack, a chill coursed down his spine.

Before he could even react, a large, fair hand with clearly defined bones grabbed him by the throat and held him aloft as if he were a chicken.

The blood drained from Ye Nanhe’s face, and he struggled like mad, to no avail. His entire cultivation base had been restricted. He couldn’t even make noise, never mind struggle. He felt so stifled that his old face turned red.

This sudden development startled both Ye Yunlan and Ye Feng. Both of them looked over.

They weren’t sure when he’d gotten there, but a tall, upright figure had appeared within the grand hall, and he currently had Ye Nanhe by the throat!

This new arrival was dressed in blue. He was calm and composed, with an extraordinary bearing.

This was none other than Su Yi.

“How is this…” Ye Yunlan was flabbergasted. He found this difficult to believe.

Ye Feng, meanwhile, looked baffled. He didn’t recognize Su Yi, but he realized that something was amiss. He immediately shouted, “Who are you, and how dare you trespass in the Ye Family estate? What, are you sick of living?”

His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the entire hall.

“Go ahead, keep shouting. See whether anyone comes to save you.” Su Yi glanced at Ye Feng, then tightened his grip.

Bang!

Ye Nanhe’s skin shattered first, bursting inch by inch. His flesh exploded next, followed by his bones and tendons. It was like the cruelest of torments, death by a thousand cuts.

Ye Nanhe’s agony was overwhelming. His face contorted, but strangely, no sound escaped his lips.

After his body had been thoroughly ground away, it disintegrated in the ash, and his head split like an overripe watermelon. His soul had only just emerged from his corpse when it too shattered into countless pieces.

This brutal scene made Ye Feng’s scalp numb with fright. He immediately drew a flying sword and swung ruthlessly at Su Yi.

But before it even drew near, an invisible power surrounding Su Yi suppressed it. The flying sword crumpled into a ball of scrap iron, offering no more resistance than paper.

Splurt!

The backlash left Ye Feng coughing up blood. His expression filled with astonishment, and he rushed to the cage in which Wen Lingxue was imprisoned to threaten her.

“Kneel.” Su Yi stretched out his finger and pressed down on the air.

Ye Feng’s knees instantly slammed to the floor. Both kneecaps shattered, and blood gushed from his legs. The heart-rending agony left him screaming.

His hair was a mess, and his face was hideously contorted. “This is Ye Family territory. No matter who you are, if you keep this up, you won’t escape death!”

Ye Yunlan’s expression instantly shifted, and he cried out frantically, “Su Yi, don’t be reckless! Ye Feng’s grandfather is our high elder, Ye Wendu….”

“Reckless?” Su Yi laughed. “I came here to flatten the Ye Family in the first place. You should just stand back and watch.”

Flatten…the Ye Family!? Ye Yunlan’s head buzzed. He was struck completely dumb.

Su Yi walked over and gazed down at Ye Feng, his gaze cold and distant. “You ought to celebrate that you didn’t get what you were after. If you had, the consequences would have been far worse than mere death.”

Before this calm declaration had even finished echoing through the air, Ye Feng’s skeleton, flesh, and soul exploded into a bloody pulp, as if he’d been ground into chunks. Bloody fragments of corpse fell to the ground.

He was dead! Su Yi then used his fingers as a sword, cleaving open the cage and gently lifting the unconscious Wen Xingzhao. After a cursory examination, he was relieved to discover that she had a Spirit Tether in her soul, but that she was otherwise unharmed.

“Have a good rest. When you wake up, we’ll already be back home,” Su Yi muttered gently, then placed her safely in the Seed of the Azure.

“Su Yi, was what you said earlier… true?” Ye Yunlan could no longer hold back questions. He felt dazed, and he found it a bit difficult to believe.

“Just watch,” said Su Yi. He was already walking out of the hall.

Then, without any further effort to conceal himself, he blurred into a beam of light and shot into the clouds.

Boom!

The formations throughout Kunwu Mountain reacted instantly. Thunderous booms rumbled as the power of the formations swept forth.

“Brazen! Who dares barge into Ye Family territory!?” An explosive bellow rang out.

“How many years has it been since anyone in the Mysterious Blue Realm dared act up on Kunwu Mountain?”

“Quick, let’s go see who it is!”

“It doesn’t matter who they are. Anyone who dares trespass on Kunwu Mountain must pay the price!”

…The Ye Family experts stationed throughout Kunwu Mountain were startled into action. All of them set aside what they were doing and rushed over.

When Ye Yunlan saw this massive commotion, a chill coursed through him. He reacted as if awakening from a dream. Only now did he dare say with certainty that Su Yi really was planning to wage war against the Ye Family!

Furthermore, he’d come all on his own, and right in the open at that!

Ye Yunlan’s heart shook, and he found it hard to maintain his composure.

There was no doubt about it: Ye Yunjia and the others’ expedition to the Azure Continent must have ended in abject failure! And they’d obviously provoked Su Yi quite thoroughly for him to kill his way into the Mysterious Blue Realm and proclaim his intention to crush the Ye Family!

He’s way too reckless… Doesn’t he realize that the Ye Family has numerous Emperors to hold down the fort? Ye Yunlan felt as if his heart were tied up in knots.

But he realized that dwelling on the matter would be useless. Su Yi had already alerted the entire Ye Family!

Meanwhile, amidst the sea of clouds——

“Xia Emperor, watch closely. Today, the Kunwu Mountain Ye Family will crumble,” said Su Yi. He had one hand behind his back, while the other held a jug of wine. He drank with relish.

The Xia Emperor stood beside him.

When he heard Su Yi’s calm, casual tone, the Xia Emperor felt his blood heat up, and his heart filled with excitement despite the severity of his injuries.

He knew that Su Yi had already rescued all of the Ye Family’s captives. That meant that Su Yi could attack without any further reservations!

The only thing that still concerned the Xia Emperor was that the Ye Family had Profound Serenity experts to hold down the fort. He still felt ill at ease, and he struggled to stay calm.𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Boom!

Throughout Kunwu Mountain, the power of the formation surged. Thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, and threads of divine flame interwove.

Before long, a group charged out, men and women in ornate robes. All of them had an extraordinary bearing; it was obvious that these were Ye Family higher-ups, people long accustomed to power.

When they saw Su Yi and the Xia Emperor in the distance, they were stunned, as if they couldn’t quite believe it.

“Su Yi!? It’s that little bastard!” someone shouted as soon as they realized who Su Yi was.

“How is that possible? Didn’t Ancestor Yunjia go to the Azure Continent to capture that little bastard? How could he show up here of his own accord?” someone said in bewilderment. They sensed that something was fishy here.

Throughout Kunwu Mountain, countless eyes gazed up into the dome of heaven, where Su Yi stood. Everyone reacted differently.

Su Yi?

That little unworthy descendant dared come here to throw his life away?

It was truly unbelievable.

The leader of the gathered Ye Family experts was a dignified middle-aged man in dragon-embroidered robes. He waved, gesturing for silence.

Then, he gazed at Su Yi, his tone dignified and indifferent. “Su Yi, what have you come here for?”

His booming voice spread far and wide, shattering the nearby clouds.

Su Yi threw back his head and drained a jug of wine. Once he’d put it away, he flipped his hand, and a black bronze bell appeared.

This was the Netherworld Thunder Punishment Bell. His mother had brought it with her when she left for the Azure Continent. It had later fallen into the hands of his father, Su Hongli.

After defeating Su Hongli, Su Yi had claimed this treasure for himself.

Su Yi gazed intently at it, then looked up at the distant crowd of Ye clansmen. He said softly, “I’ve come to give the Ye Family its funeral bell.”

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