First Immortal of the Sword-Chapter 1304 - A Trap Within a Trap

In the blink of an eye, three revenants with power beyond the World King Realm had been obliterated!

This came as an enormous shock to the onlookers, especially Li Beishan. He, too, was a revenant, and an intelligent one at that. His strength was far beyond that of present-day World Kings.

But watching Lin He, Hua Jing, and Liu Ying executed one after another made his hair stand on end. He was now fully aware of how terrifying the mysteries of reincarnation were when used against revenants!

Boom!

Off in the distance, the Ship of Ten Thousand Stars rumbled as the Fisherman appeared on board. A moment later, both of them shot off into the distance.

The leader of the Church of the River of Stars had watched coldly from the sidelines. He’d thought they’d had this in the bag and he could finally borrow another’s hands to wipe the Temple Master out of existence.

But against all expectations, the situation had turned on its head. He dared not stick around, instead choosing to flee immediately.

Not that Su Yi would let him off.

A heaven-shaking sword hum rang out as Su Yi gripped the Sword of the Human Realm and struck with the Laws of Flying Light.

Boom!

Sword qi cleaved through the dome of heaven like a flowing beam of light, instantly cutting into the Ship of Ten Thousand Stars. It swayed violently, and cracks appeared on it.

Although the Fisherman standing on board avoided this attack, he didn’t escape its effects entirely. He staggered on his ship and almost fell overboard.

Not relenting, Su Yi attacked once more.

The Sword of the Human Realm burst with misty light, and sword qi shot through the air at unbelievable speed.

The Fisherman summoned a dark golden fishing rod and clashed with the sword qi head-on.

But mere moments later, the dark golden fishing rod split apart. Even the Ship of Ten Thousand Stars shattered into pieces beneath his feet.

Su Yi was truly far too domineering. His sword swept through the heavens, and nothing could stand in its way. The Fisherman could barely fight back!

“Even if gods and immortals really exist, they dare not come to the Human Realm. Back in the day, the young master used that very sword to fight until no one else dared proclaim themselves sovereign! And in this lifetime, he’s even stronger than in his last!”

Wei Shan’s heart swelled with emotion, and his blood heated up.

He felt almost as if he’d returned to the distant past. Back then, the young master was unrivaled on all sides. Throughout the vastness of space, there were no worthy opponents to be found!

That was the young master’s era. One man and one sword dominated the entire age, his legend dazzling to this day and throughout the heavens!

“They call me a show-off, but in that regard, I’m truly far inferior to him,” sighed Zhuang Bifan.

Meng Changyun and the Netherworld King couldn’t help but laugh.

Some people were like a brilliant sun overhead, single-handedly illuminating the world below.

Even placed amongst the masses, they’d be unparalleled. There was no need to deliberately show off; it was only natural that they’d stand out!

There was no doubt that Su Yi was like the midday sun, unique and unparalleled.

Bang!

The Fisherman was forced back, and his body almost split open. His injuries were dire.

“Temple Master, I’ve endured for all these years. Do you really think this is all I’ve got?” the Fisherman shouted in fury.

Su Yi laughed. “When I sealed you here, it was to make you live a life worse than death; it wasn’t that I couldn’t kill you. You might have taken half a step onto the Path of Transcendence, but you’re still inferior to me, like it or not.”

As he spoke, the Sword of the Human Realm rumbled and boomed. Sword qi interwove and burst forth, quick as a beam of flowing light.

“Get him!” The Fisherman went all out. He opened his mouth, and a glittering flying sword shot out.

The sword shot through the air and circled, scattering an explosive rain of immortal light and illuminating the skies snow white.

They were only barely discernible, but the words “Grain Rain” were carved on the flying sword’s hilt in characters the size of a fly’s head.

“The Grain Rain Flying Sword? Isn’t that one of the Ghost Scholar’s treasures? How did you get your hands on it?” exclaimed Li Beishan.

The Ghost Scholar was another of the three most terrifying entities in the Impermeable Demon Ocean. He owned a seat of peak Transcendent treasures, the Spirit Slaughtering Sword Formation. It was composed of twenty-four flying swords, each corresponding to one of the twenty-four solar terms.

The Grain Rain Flying Sword was one of them.

Back in the time of the End of the Dharma, the Spirit Slaughtering Sword Formation was one of the world’s greatest Transcendent treasures. When the whole formation activated, its power was comparable to a true immortal weapon!

When the Grain Rain Flying Sword took to the skies, heaven and earth ripped as if they were made of canvas. Forceful and austere sword qi fell like rain, running rampant through the sky.

Even just watching from afar made the onlookers feel a prickling pain in their souls, as if knives were cutting them apart.

And as soon as the flying sword appeared, it slashed at Su Yi.

Su Yi felt a prickling pain on his skin as a threatening aura assailed him. He couldn’t help but look impressed. This flying sword... isn’t ordinary!

He drew the Southern Mountain Seal without the slightest hesitation. It, too, was a Transcendent-level treasure, and now that he’d reined it, he could use it at will.

A heaven-shaking impact rang out. Although the Southern Mountain Seal blocked the Grain Rain Flying Sword, the clash left a startling cut on its surface.

Su Yi’s brow furrowed. There was no doubt about it; the Grain Rain Flying Sword’s strength and quality far surpassed the Southern Mountain Daoist Seal!

“Die!” bellowed the Fisherman.

The Grain Rain Flying Sword burst with immortal light, like the snow-white galaxy pouring onto the human world.

The crowd’s hearts were on tenterhooks.

The secrets of reincarnation could counter revenants, but not top experts of the modern era like the Fisherman.

And everyone could see that the Fisherman’s flying sword was a killer weapon!

The powers of the World King Realm were insufficient to contend with it.

But against all expectations, in the face of this strike, Su Yi put away the Southern Mountain Seal, stretched out his right hand, and pressed down on the air.

The aura of the Sword of the Nine Hells flowed between his fair, slender fingers.

It was as if the attacking Grain Rain Flying Sword had been struck by lightning. It suddenly froze in place, wailing and trembling violently.

“This...” Everyone was flabbergasted.

The Fisherman was visibly overcome with astonishment. He could clearly sense that he was on the verge of losing control over the Grain Rain Flying Sword, and furthermore, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

He then watched as Su Yi beckoned.

Whoosh!

The Grain Rain Flying Sword was like a swallow returning to its nest. It landed obediently in Su Yi’s outstretched hand.

After the Sword of the Nine Hells intimidated it, this flying sword simply dared not move. It just quivered like a frightened, helpless baby animal.

Splurt!

Off in the distance, the Fisherman coughed up blood.

When the Grain Rain Flying Sword was suppressed, the resulting backlash threw his blood and qi into disarray, making his already severe injuries even worse.

This sword might be extraordinary, but it’s not enough to pique the Sword of the Nine Hells’ interest. It’s far inferior to the Divine Tribulation War Spear and the Immortal-Burning Ruler, thought Su Yi.

As he pondered, he raised his hand and put the Grain Rain Flying Sword away, then looked at the Fisherman as if he’d yet to get his fill. “Got any more of those?”

The veins bulged on the Fisherman’s forehead. He was so angry that he almost coughed up blood. Does he think I’m some endless fount of wealth?

“It seems you don’t,” muttered Su Yi.

As he spoke, he walked through the sky and approached the Fisherman.

But then, it seemed the Fisherman couldn’t take it any longer. He shouted at the top of his lungs, “Senior, please, save me——!”

Before his voice finished echoing through the air...

Boom!

The sky abruptly split, and a massive hand appeared out of nowhere, carrying the Fisherman to safety.

Su Yi’s eyebrows rose slightly. He could see that a figure had appeared beneath the distant dome of heaven, seemingly out of nowhere.

He wore long, black, wide-sleeved robes and a tall, brimless hat. His skin was pale and smooth as jade, and his features were handsome, and he was holding the Fisherman aloft.

“Careful,” warned Li Beishan, looking more solemn than ever before. “That’s the Ghost Scholar, one of the three most terrifying entities in the Impermeable Demon Ocean.”

He would never have guessed that it would be the Ghost Scholar of all people who’d jump in to save the Fisherman. Shouldn’t it have been Buddhist Master Blood Lantern?

This was truly unexpected.

After all, the Fisherman had only just coordinated with Lin He, Hua Jing, and Liu Ying to set a trap for Su Yi. Their goal was to help Buddhist Master Blood Lantern possess him.

Yet now, it was the Ghost Scholar who’d rescued the Fisherman!

There was unquestionably something strange afoot.

“Thank you for coming to my aid, Senior!” the Fisherman said with gratitude.

“Our trap within a trap has been revealed due to your stupidity. I’m truly disappointed, but no matter what, you’re still my subordinate. I can kill you myself, but I can’t let someone else hurt you,” said the black-robed Ghost Scholar, his voice full of cold, imposing indifference.

The Fisherman fell silent. He was injured to the brink of death, and his life hung in the balance; he dared not argue.

“A trap within a trap?”

Su Yi could tell that something wasn’t quite right here.

It was then that an aged voice rang out. “Just as I expected. I knew you wouldn’t just sit back and watch, Ghost Scholar. Still, I didn’t anticipate that you’d placed a double agent amongst my followers.”

Countless blood-red lotus lanterns bloomed beneath the distant skies accompanying this voice. A rain of light fell, interweaving into the figure of a thin, elderly Buddhist monk.

His eyebrows and beard were white, and his eyes were golden. He had the countenance of a Buddhist statue, but beneath the light of the lotus lanterns, he had a strange, imposing presence.

This was none other than Buddhist Master Blood Lantern!

The atmosphere was stifled. Everyone was caught off guard.

Even Li Beishan couldn’t help but gasp; he realized that this didn’t bode well.

“Ah, so the Fisherman was a double agent. On the surface, he was working with Buddhist Master Blood Lantern to trap me, but in truth, he’d long since pledged himself to the Ghost Scholar’s cause.” Su Yi quickly understood.

He almost couldn’t help but admire the Fisherman. The old bastard sure knows how to get around.

“If I’m not mistaken, had my clone successfully completed its possession, your pawn would have coordinated with you to attack me on both sides. Am I right?”

As soon as Buddhist Master Blood Lantern appeared, he pointed his metaphorical spear at the Ghost Scholar, like a general intent on carrying out military justice.

The Ghost Scholar sighed. “Alas. This plan has been in the works for years, but in the end, we failed.”

Buddhist Master Blood Lantern sighed too. “Indeed. We’ve waited all these years for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to arrive. Who’d have thought these unexpected developments would arise?”

As he spoke, his gaze locked onto the distant Su Yi. “Fortunately, I still have an opportunity.”

The Ghost Scholar stroked his jaw and laughed. “How about we join forces to take this kid down? Then, we can contemplate the mysteries of reincarnation together.”

“Despite knowing that joining forces with you is like asking a tiger for its skin, it seems that’s our only option right now,” Buddhist Master Blood Lantern said plainly. “After all, the power of reincarnation is a natural counter to revenants such as ourselves. If we want to seize this opportunity, we’ll have to put the work in.”

The Ghost Scholar smiled. “How can you seek to attain good fortune without first paying the price?”

The two conversed as if there were no one else around. They completely disdained to hide their intentions.

This only made the onlookers’ hearts heavier.

Even Li Beishan felt helplessness and despair.

Two of the most terrifying entities in the Impermeable Demon Ocean had joined forces. Who could possibly oppose them?

Only Su Yi stood there as calm as ever. Inwardly, he even found it all rather funny. Do these two really think they’ve got this in the bag?

But it was then that the soft sound of gentle footsteps emanated from afar, bringing with them a distinct cadence.

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