First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1133 – He Really is the Temple Master!

One slash, and he destroyed the World of Nightmares and heavily injured the Tailor in the time it took to snap his fingers.

This tyrannical, unstoppable scene immediately startled everyone present.

“Is this… still Su Xuanjun!?” Ancestor Peng gasped.

The old-timers accompanying him were struck dumb.

Earlier, Qing Tang had displayed combat strength beyond the bounds of the Imperial Realm. She was strong beyond imagination.

Yet the Tailor repeatedly suppressed her, leaving her no room to fight back.

But now that Su Yi held that wooden sword, as strong as the Tailor was, he seemed completely inept!

This was far too unbelievable.

After all, everyone knew that the reincarnated Swordmaster of Abstruse Force was now only in the Profound Serenity Realm. His cultivation base was far from his former peak.

Yet now, a casual strike had severely injured the Tailor. Who wouldn’t have been astonished?

“Master…” Jin Kui and the others were dumbstruck too. They suddenly felt as if their master were an entirely different person. Even his disposition had changed. Every inch of him emanated transcendental pride, broadmindedness, and unfettered ease.

“Master…” Qing Tang’s pallid lips quivered. Inwardly, her joy was too great to put into words.

Su Yi’s demeanor had changed completely. He now seemed far, far too familiar, to the point that she needed no further confirmation. She just knew that he… was the person she admired most!

The legendary sword cultivator who’d wandered carefree and unfettered throughout the ages, the man who laughed and said that even gods and immortals would have to avert their gazes before him!

A misty haze spread throughout heaven and earth.

Su Yi stood in the air, gazing down at the deep crater below. “Ol’ Tailor, even if you’re just a clone, you shouldn’t be this weak. Don’t tell me that back then, I didn’t just severely damage your Grand Dao, and that I threw your spine out of whack too?”

He had a carefree demeanor, leisurely and transcendent. His wooden sword clanged in his grip, as if he were an immortal of the sword. His majesty was unparalleled.

This declaration shook the onlookers, leaving every last one of them wide-eyed and tongue-tied. The Swordmaster of Abstruse Force… once severely injured the Tailor!?

Only Qing Tang understood that a long, long time ago, the Tailor, one of the most dangerous experts of the starry skies, had suffered just one miserable defeat. And it was her master that he’d lost to!

But the old-timer was extremely terrifying. He was also the only opponent to ever escape her master alive!

“How could the Tailor lose so quickly…?” Ruoxi of the Studio of the Heart was visibly overcome with disbelief.

The sound of violent, hacking coughs emanated from the bottom of the crater.

The Tailor was completely covered in blood as he slowly rose to his feet. He looked up at Su Yi and laughed derisively. “I’ll admit that if you were still alive, I’d surely flee as far as I could, but you’ve long since left this world. The Temple of the Human Realm has long since fallen into ruin, while I… am still alive!”

His aged face looked utterly calm and composed.

Su Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed.

Boom!

The air shattered, and a large hand reached for the Tailor from afar.

The Tailor took a deep breath, and his hands formed the Heaven-Stealing Seal and clashed with Su Yi’s attack head-on.

But mere moments later, the Heaven-Stealing Seal shattered. The Tailor didn’t even have time to react before he found himself caught like a fly trapped in a large, powerful grip.

Uproar arose throughout the surroundings. The onlookers’ astonishment was difficult to put into words.

Su Yi was just too strong!

His power right now was completely beyond their imagination. They had no idea just what kind of cultivation was needed to achieve this.

But the Tailor was extraordinarily calm!

He said gravely, “Ruoxi, it’s your turn to attack! Don’t worry about my safety. It doesn’t matter if I die; Buddhist Master Inkstone Heart is doomed beyond a shadow of a doubt!”

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, Su Yi dragged him over.

“A Dao Clone, that’s all, yet you’re so arrogant? You’re truly in need of a good beating.” Su Yi laughed dryly, extended his finger, and thwapped the Tailor on the skull.

Bang!

A low impact rang out, as if he’d beaten a drum.

The Tailor’s already badly battered, decrepit body trembled as his power was completely sealed!

“Qing Tang, look after the old-timer for now. I’ll deal with him in a moment.” Su Yi casually flung the Tailor to Qing Tang.

“Mm!” Qing Tang inclined her head.

Meanwhile, Su Yi’s gaze focused on the young mistress of the Studio of the Heart, Ruoxi.

When she sensed his gaze, she shuddered, and irrepressible terror coursed through her. Without daring to hesitate in the slightest, she raised her hand and beckoned.

“Rise!”

A bone umbrella soared into the sky, unfurled, and resolved in midair, emitting boundless divine white light that blotted out the skies and obscured the sun.

Everyone felt a stinging pain in their eyes, and their hearts and minds quivered.

“The Whiteflame Profound Bone Umbrella? So, you’re a descendant of the Zhong Family,” Su Yi said softly.

He suddenly leaped ahead, raised his wooden sword, and swung it nine times as if it were a mallet.

Boom!

As the first strike landed, the sky collapsed and the white light filling the skies burst.

The surface of the white-bone umbrella quivered. Countless strange and mysterious Dao Markings appeared, just barely blocking the first strike.

But a second strike followed, then a third, and a fourth…

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A dense series of impacts rang out in rapid succession, shaking the skies.

Although the bone umbrella was mysterious and unfathomable, the countless strange and inscrutable markings covering its surface had been frittered away to nothingness in the blink of an eye. Eye-catching, startling marks appeared all over it.

In the end, the treasure completely shattered into pieces.

Ruoxi’s face was deathly pale. She was visibly overcome with disbelief.

That was one of her clan’s life-saving treasures. It could refine mountains and seas and trap even World Kings!

Yet now, it had been destroyed in a flash!

Misty haze filled the air as Su Yi approached, step by step.

Ruoxi suddenly took a deep breath and destroyed the talisman she’d been hiding in her right hand.

An arc of divine light instantly shot into the sky, illuminating heaven and earth.

“Who dares attack a member of the Zhong Family?” A voice full of enormous dignity and majesty rang out, shaking the entire landscape.

Countless beams of profound light fell to the ground accompanying this voice. They condensed into an elder in dark robes. His hands were behind his back, and his majesty was as grand as the heavens themselves!

The entire area was deathly silent. Everyone’s hair stood on end, and their hearts filled with terror.

This person’s aura was far too terrifying!

“Ancestor, save me!” Ruoxi said in a quavering voice, her face deathly pale, as if she were clutching at straws.

Su Yi instantly stopped in midair and gazed thoughtfully at this figure who’d appeared out of nowhere, but he didn’t rush to attack.

“Don’t be afraid, lass.” A doting look appeared on the dark-robed old man’s face. “With me here, there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Ancestor, you have to be careful. This time, we’re up against…”

Ruoxi had only just said this when the dark-robed elder shook his head and cut her off. “It doesn’t matter who he is. Anyone who offends the Zhong Family must die!” .𝒎

The crowd’s expressions shifted. They could hear the murderous intent in the dark-robed old man’s words.

Off in the distance, the Tailor’s lips twitched. He couldn’t help but interject. “Ol’ Man Zhong, I urge you to be careful. This time, your opponent is…”

But before he could say “the Temple Master,” the dark-robed old man frowned with obvious displeasure. “And who are you, you old bald donkey, that you dare tell me how to conduct my affairs?”

“???” The Tailor was at a loss for words.

But Ruoxi explained at top speeds, “Ancestor, that’s His Excellency the Tailor!”

“The Tailor?” murmured the dark-robed elder. A moment later, his eyes widened with astonishment and disbelief. “And he’s been beaten into such a state? Is he really the Tailor?”

“….” The Tailor had nothing to say to that.

“And who is that?” The dark-robed elder instantly realized that something wasn’t right, and he gazed at Su Yi, who was standing there in the distance as if all of this were perfectly normal.

“He’s… the Temple Master!” Ruoxi said in a quavering voice.

As soon as she said this, everyone keenly detected the dark-robed old man quivering, as if he’d just barely refrained from jumping with fright.

He visibly lost his composure as he shouted, “Impossible! How could the Temple Master possibly be so young? His bone age is only about twenty, that’s all. How could… How could he possibly be the Temple Master?”

Waves of emotion rose and fell through the crowd’s hearts.

The Temple Master? Just who is that? .

It was just a title, yet it made that dark-robed elder completely lose his composure!

It was easy to imagine how terrifying a figure the Temple Master was in the stars beyond the Wilds!

Here, Su Yi finally seemed to recall something. He muttered, seemingly to himself, “Back then, I said that any member of the Zhong Family at or above the World King level was to kneel upon seeing me, and that if you refused, I’d beat you on sight, not stopping until the whole family’s bones were broken…”

Here, he suddenly looked at the dark-robed old man. “Well? Are you going to kneel… or not?”

Deathly silence greeted this question. Everyone was flabbergasted.

All eyes were on the dark-robed old man.

When he first appeared, he was majestic and imposing as the heavens, but now, it seemed as if he’d been struck by lightning. His face alternated white and green.

Ruoxi couldn’t help but say, “Ancestor, was there really such a rule?”

The dark-robed elder nodded with great difficulty.

Ruoxi’s mind buzzed, and she subconsciously blurted, “How… is that possible!?”

But the dark-robed old man disregarded her question, looked at the distant Su Yi, and gnashed his teeth. “They might say you’re the Temple Master, but I don’t believe it!!”

He’d only just said this when, against all expectations, he suddenly grabbed Ruoxi and flung her away with all his might.

“Run, lass! I’ll be sure to create a path for you to escape!” the old man bellowed. His body burst with profound light as he charged explosively at Su Yi.

Boom!

Heaven and earth were in turmoil, and the skies were in disarray. It was as if the old man were on fire. When he threw a punch, the dome of heaven seemed to overturn, and the earth seemed as if it were on the verge of collapse.

It was obvious to everyone that he was putting his life on the line to destroy everything in a single attack! He was aiming for mutual destruction!

“The Zhong Family really thinks they can disregard what I said back then just because I’m no longer around?” Su Yi snorted coldly, then shot forward in a flash, swinging his wooden sword.

Boom!

The resulting impact shook heaven and earth, and firelight swept forth like the tides.

Amidst this tumultuous battlefield, Su Yi and the old man in dark robes clashed, then passed each other.

The elder in dark robes stiffened, turned his head with great difficulty, and shrieked hysterically, “Lass… quick! Run…away! …He…really is the Temple Master!!”

His voice started and stopped, but before it had even finished echoing through the air, he exploded into a rain of light and dissipated into nothingness.

The Tailor sighed to himself.

The elder was ultimately just a remnant of will. Against someone like the Temple Master, he was doomed to fall to a single attack.

Beneath the distant dome of heaven, Ruoxi’s face was deathly pale, as if her soul had left her body. She would never have guessed that even after her ancestor went all out, he’d amount to no more than a mantis trying to block a chariot! Su Yi defeated him in a flash!

This left her no opportunity to flee whatsoever!

It was then that a large hand grabbed Ruoxi by the throat.

𝘪𝑎.𝘤𝑜𝑚