First Immortal of the Sword-Chapter 2020: The Ancient Spring and Autumn

Su Yi had been observing in silence all this time, but now, he suddenly asked, “Did Ol’ Fiend Thunder and the others agree to lead you to the City of the Lost in exchange for the Epoch Fragment your father gave you?”

The woman in the conical hat nodded. “That’s right. Were that not the case, they wouldn’t have dared risk their lives by coming here.”

She hesitated, then slipped what looked like an ordinary scented sachet out of her sleeves. She then proffered it to Su Yi. “Senior, you saved my life. I hope you can bring me to the City of the Lost with you. This scented sachet contains a sixth-level Epoch Fragment. No matter what happens next, please accept it!"

Wu Lingchong was visibly stunned and overcome with disbelief, but Su Yi shook his head. “You’d best hold onto it.”

The woman in the conical hat was stunned. It seemed she hadn’t anticipated that Su Yi would refuse a chance at divinity!

Su Yi didn’t explain anything. He just continued ahead.

Wu Lingchong said softly, “Miss, Daoist Brother Su didn’t save you in hope of a reward. Quick, put that away.”

Li Yong’an was proud. He disdained to use a sixth-level Epoch Fragment to become a god.

But the way Wu Lingchong saw it, Su Yi was even prouder. Never mind a sixth-level Epoch Fragment; even a first-level Epoch Fragment likely wouldn’t have been enough to tempt him!

Besides, the sword Su Yi was using to traverse the River of Epochs was a mysterious Epoch Treasure!

In other words, Su Yi had no need to worry about failing to achieve divinity.

The woman in the conical hat silently put away the scented sachet, then caught up to Su Yi. The difference was that her view of him had shifted; now, she felt she could truly rely on him.

“I found it.”

About ten minutes later, Su Yi shot through the air and arrived at a tomb. It was carved with but a single line of text: “The ancient spring and autumn!”

The image of a disheveled, slovenly Daoist arose in Su Yi’s mind. He stood proudly atop a cliff, battered by wind and snow. One hand was placed behind his back, while the other held the firmament aloft!

Ye Chunqiu.

One of Wang Ye’s closest friends. He’d once supported the dome of the sky at the Eighth Gate of Heaven, slaying three Demon Sovereigns!

“The ancient spring and autumn, the little joys of the Immortal Dao. Who is supreme in this floating world? Seeing me is like seeing the heavens!”

Ye Chunqiu, Xiao Ruyi, Xu Fushi, and Wang Ye!

The four of them were kindred spirits in their pursuit of the Grand Dao, and their bonds were tightly knit.

When Su Yi saw the phrase “The ancient spring and autumn” on a tombstone, he sank into silence.

He’d long since guessed that his dear friends had met with disaster after getting trapped in the City of the Lost all those years ago. Still, deep within his heart, he’d clung to a thread of hope.

When he saw Ye Chunqiu’s tomb, that last thread of hope vanished, and his heart sank.

Wu Lingchong and Li Shuang didn’t know what the phrase “the ancient spring and autumn” represented, but they could guess that this was the tomb of Su Yi’s old friend.

After a while, Su Yi took out a jug of wine and poured it over the grave. He whispered, “Ol’ Ye, if you’ve really vanished from this world, I’ll help you get revenge.”

His voice was calm.

But the sound made his companions' hearts shake. They could keenly sense his cold, determined, murderous intent.

“But before that, I have to open your grave to confirm whether or not it’s really you.” Su Yi sighed. “Forgive me.”

He waved his sleeves, and…

Boom!

A streak of sword qi exploded into being, but just as it was about to cleave open the grave, the green lantern hovering there swayed violently, and an icy voice boomed through the air.

“You’re courting death!”

The voice boomed throughout heaven and earth.

Then, the countless lanterns hovering over the densely packed graves suddenly went out. At the same time, heaven and earth shook, and the countless tombstones split. Black, baleful fog soared into the firmament, blanketing the dome of heaven.

A darkness akin to an eternal night descended.

Wu Lingchong’s heart thudded in his chest. “This is bad. The blood-red lightning has been obscured!”

Earlier, the mysterious person in the bloodied palanquin said that when black, baleful fog obscured the lightning, they’d lose themselves completely, never to find their way back.

When the time came, they wouldn’t even leave behind a corpse, and their souls would be consigned to the darkness, unanchored. They’d become Lost, forever helpless to control their fates.

Now, the strange scene that mysterious person described had begun! Black, baleful fog covered the sky, plunging the world into darkness. It was like the onset of the apocalypse.

Countless vicious ghosts charged out of the graveyard in a dense swarm, blanketing heaven and earth. All of them charged at Su Yi.

“Die! Die! Die!”

Voices boomed throughout the dome of heaven. The vicious ghosts danced about, fangs bared and claws extended. They were ferocious and terrifying, and they surrounded Su Yi and his companions in an instant.

Clang!

Su Yi waved his sleeves, and sword qi swept in all directions, its radiance expelling the darkness. Wherever it passed, the dense swarm of ghosts broke.

But within just a few blinks of an eye, the dispersed ghosts re-condensed and charged at Su Yi and his companions once more. Moreover, even more vicious ghosts were charging over from the distance, swarming from all sides.

The sight was enough to make someone give in to despair!

“Get behind me.” Su Yi snorted coldly, leaped into the air, and charged, bringing Wu Lingchong and the woman in the conical hat with him.

Kaboom!

Sword qi shot forth, like countless arcs of divine radiance tearing through the sky.

Unlike before, when Su Yi attacked, every last streak of sword qi was imbued with the power of reincarnation!

The countless vicious ghosts were like moths to the flame. The dazzling sword qi blasted them to bits.

But this time, they didn’t recover.

Moreover, as the reincarnation sword qi swept outward, it crushed the vicious ghosts with ease. All of them popped like soap bubbles!

Within just a few blinks of an eye, all of them had been destroyed.

Wu Lingchong and the woman in the conical hat watched in wide-eyed shock.

Every last one of the evil spirits had power sufficient to threaten a Great Profound Stage expert, but against Su Yi, they fell like wheat beneath a scythe, slaughtered on the spot. They couldn’t block a single hit!

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Suddenly, someone bellowed. “Descend!”

Blood-red lightning bolts the size of mountain ranges descended with a boom, slamming into Su Yi. He plummeted down to earth like a shooting star and slammed into the dirt, hard.

Although he wasn’t injured, he cut a sorry figure. Blood-red lightning wrapped around him, brimming with a strange, taboo, cursed power. It was trying to corrode his power of the Grand Dao.

Wu Lingchong and the woman in the conical hat felt their hair stand on end.

They could see an army of evil spirits astride skeletal horses charging over from afar. Their leader was the ghost god they’d met earlier, Yu Qian!

He gripped a long spear, and his entire body billowed with baleful energy. His eyes were red and vicious, and as soon as he arrived, he swung his spear and boomed in a voice like spring thunder, “Suppress!”

Bang!

Blood-red lightning descended, slamming into Su Yi.

His eyes glinted with cold light, and he straightened his back.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The arcs of blood-red lightning wrapped around him shattered and dispersed, inch by inch.

When he circulated the power of reincarnation, the illusion of a mysterious, forbidden world and the cycle of the Six Paths appeared reflected behind him.

When the blood-red lightning came crashing down, that world of reincarnation was frittered away to nothingness.

“Hm?” Astride his skeletal horse, Yu Qian’s expression shifted. “You can counter the curse the ancient gods placed on the City of the Lost? That’s impossible!”

He was obviously frantic, and disbelief was written all over his face.

Su Yi, meanwhile, had already returned to the sky. His gaze was as cold and deep as an abyss, and his vital energy rumbled and boomed. The Six Paths cycled behind him, while dark, mysterious power spread outward. The entire sky was collapsing.

“The curse of the ancient gods, huh? Doesn’t seem like anything special to me!” said Su Yi. He took a step forward and charged at Yu Qian.

Boom!

Yu Qian swung his spear, drawing the blood-red lightning to himself as he attacked Su Yi.

Su Yi didn’t attack, but when the blood-red lightning fell, the illusory world of reincarnation ground the electricity away to nothingness. It couldn’t damage him in the slightest.

As if no tribulations could shake him and no magic or technique could touch him!

This unbelievable scene left Wu Lingchong and the woman in the conical hat wide-eyed and tongue-tied.

Yu Qian looked stricken too. He attacked like mad, his spear dancing through the air. Countless bolts of blood-red lightning fell, like divine chains descending from the heavens. All of them slammed into Su Yi.

But it was ultimately useless. When they touched Su Yi, they were completely obliterated.

Su Yi took a step forward, arrived at Yu Qian, then drew his hand through the air. A divine wheel of sword qi descended.

The Six Paths Sword Wheel!

Boom!

One strike, and Yu Qian shattered, skeletal horse and all. The fragments transformed into a wath of baleful energy.

The baleful energy wriggled continuously, as if about to recondense.

But when the reincarnation sword qi landed, it ground the entirety of the mist away, destroying it completely.

The evil spirits on skeletal horses looked on in horror. Yu Qian had been a true Ghost God! In the City of the Lost, his mastery over the Curse of the Ancient Gods was enough to destroy even living gods. And if Yu Qian was killed in turn, he’d quickly come back to life. He was essentially indestructible.

Yet now, a single slash hadn’t just blasted him to bits. It had erased him from this world completely! Who wouldn’t have been shocked?

“Now it’s your turn.” Su Yi fixed his gaze on the other evil spirits, then leaped into their ranks.

Countless streaks of sword qi took to the sky, manifesting the oblivion of the Sea of Bitterness. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the twelve evil spirits astride skeletal horses completely.

When the Sea of Bitterness vanished, the twelve evil spirits and their skeletal horses vanished with it.

It was then that a shrill, hoarse voice rang out. “How can you possibly destroy the power of the Curse of the Ancient Gods? Who… Who exactly are you?”

The voice was tinged with bewilderment and unease. Su Yi looked over and saw that bloodied palanquin appear again in the distance.

Now, the curtain had opened slightly, and a beautiful young face peered through the window. It was a girl wearing a blood-red dress and a phoenix crown, like a bride on her wedding day. But her eyes were red and unearthly, and her skin was deathly pale. She looked extraordinarily unsettling as she sat there in the palanquin.

At the same time, it was obvious that she was startled.

Su Yi disregarded her surprise, locked onto her, leaped through the air, and attacked.