Tribulation thunder boomed, and dazzling lightning came crashing down.
Qing Wan cut a somewhat sorry figure, but her aura was as sharp as a well-forged sword, and it only grew stronger over time.
There was no need to keep an eye on her; Su Yi was certain that this tribulation of metamorphosis couldnât stop Qing Wan.
Not far away from him, Madam Miaohuaâs beautiful face was ashen and dismal.
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Sheâd attempted to flee many times over, only for Su Yi to block her path. There was no escape from this bloodstained, corpse-strewn land.
She was a mighty Gathering Stars Realm cultivator, yet this had crushed her will to fight and dealt her an unprecedented shock.
Madam Miaohua would never have guessed that, with her cultivation and abilities, sheâd suffer so badly at the hands of a Grain Avoidance Realm youth.
âIf you kill me, youâre doomed too!â There was nowhere left to run, so Madam Miaohua didnât try. Instead, she went all out. Her voice was cold, and her beautiful eyes blazed with hatred.
âThat so?â Su Yiâs eyes showed neither happiness nor sorrow. He wasnât the least bit concerned.
His figure blurred as he charged at Madam Miaohua with the intent to strike down this peak expert of the Great Chuâs cultivation world.
However, Ling Yunhe actually blocked his path. âFellow Daoist, please, stay your hand. Might you hear me out?â
Su Yiâs brow furrowed slightly. âAre you speaking up on her behalf?â
Ling Yunhe shook his head and sighed. âNo. Fellow Daoist, Iâm just worried that if you kill Madam Miaohua, youâll bring disaster upon yourself.â
He then looked directly at Su Yi and said, âYou most likely donât know this, but Madam Miaohuaâs older brother is Li Miaohong! Heâs extraordinarily talented and blessed with astonishing comprehension. Furthermore, in his youth, he had numerous miraculous encounters. One hundred years ago, at just nineteen years of age, Li Miaohong was already an Origin Palace Realm cultivator. His attainments in the Dao of the Saber are unsurpassed; they call him the number-one saber monarch of the Great Chu.â
He paused, suddenly somewhat rueful. âEighty years ago, the Bright Rain Daoist, a Spirit Dao cultivator from one of the Great Xiaâs Four Great Daoist Sects, the Qingyi Dao Sect, visited the Great Chu. He personally invited Li Miaohong to join the Qingyi Dao Sect.
âLi Miaohong is already ranked third among the Qingyi Dao Sectâs elders. They call him Daoist Master Miaohong, and he possesses Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivation!â
Ling Yunheâs expression had already turned solemn. âFellow Daoist, if you kill Madam Miaohua now, wonât you irrevocably offend Daoist Master Miaohong?â
Yuan Hengâs expression shifted dramatically.
He would never have guessed that this Madam Miaohuaâs brother was a Spirit Dao cultivator! He was a prominent, influential figure even by the standards of the Great Xia!
Not far away, Madam Miaohua had already calmed down, especially when she heard Ling Yunhe describe her brotherâs enormous prestige. She felt as if sheâd found something to rely on, and her spirits rose.
Now, facing Su Yi once more, her expression contained a trace of unconcealable pride.
However, Madam Miaohua was well aware of her predicament, so she seized the opportunity to cut right to the chase. âFellow Daoist, if youâre willing to stay your hand, I guarantee not to pursue what happened here today. What do you think?â
Ling Yunhe chimed in, âPlease, donât blame me for meddling. I just couldnât bear to watch you make yourself a powerful enemy.â
Su Yi glanced at him. âI appreciate your good intentions, but never mind a mere Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator; even if the patriarch of the Qingyi Dao Sect came in person, I wouldnât be the least bit concerned.â
Having said this, he suddenly pressed his fingers into a sword and slashed.
Boom!
A streak of sword qi flew through the air, directly at the distant Madam Miaohua.
Quick and efficient.
Ling Yunhe would never have guessed that, even after he had described the risks and disadvantages, Su Yi would still be so domineering.
He wasnât the only one. Madam Miaohua almost dared not believe it.
When she saw that the sword qi was almost upon herâ
Bang!
Bloody mist rose around her. Madam Miaohua set aside all other considerations, gnashed her teeth, and used a blood escape art. She transformed into a crimson shadow and shot into the distance.
Her escape technique was obviously extraordinary, and she was incredibly quick.
When Su Yi saw this, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he waved his sleeves.
âGo!â The Abstruse God Sword clanged and hummed, then shot forth, blurring into a streak of light. It flashed, then disappeared.
âYou damn bastard! Just wait until I see my brother. Iâll be sure to have him burn you to ashes!â
As she fled, Madam Miaohuaâs face filled with madness.
The escape art sheâd just used required her to burn her foundations and blood essence. It damaged her vitality every time she used it, and if she wanted to make a full recovery, she could forget about doing anything else for a decade.
She wouldnât use this ability unless her life was truly in danger.
âHm?â Suddenly, a streak of flowing light appeared within range of her divine sense.
Before she could react, the aura of a potentially fatal, impending threat washed over her.
âA spiritual sword!â It was then that Madam Miaohua finally saw the true nature of the streak of light: it was a spiritual sword emanating clear divine radiance. It was unbelievably quick, and it caught up to her in the blink of an eye.
âOut of my way!â Madam Miaohua shrieked and waved her arms. The Linglong Twin Knives shot out of her sleeves and tried to intercept the Abstruse God Sword.
However, Su Yi had poured his entire cultivation into this slash. How could she stop his momentum so easily?
Clang! Clang!
The cold, glinting Linglong Twin Knives went flying as soon as they made contact with the Abstruse God Sword.
The Abstruse God Sword continued ahead, its power not reduced in the slightest. Before Madam Miaohua could react, it pierced right through her chest and emerged from her back, leaving a bowl-sized, bloody hole.
In the face of the Abstruse God Sword, neither her Gathering Stars Realm cultivation nor her protective treasures could withstand even a single hit. Both tore as easily as paper!
âBastard! Just you wait!â A wisp of soul escaped Madam Miaohuaâs corpse and attempted to flee.
This woman obviously had a secret soul treasure. It prevented the Abstruse God Swordâs power from reaching her soul, giving it a chance to flee!
However, it was then that a ferocious cry resounded from within the blade, and a vast, vicious bird swathed in monstrous black flames shot toward her soul.
This was the soul essence of one of the nine vicious beasts of the Netherworld, a Netherflame Demon Sparrow!
âNoââ!â Madam Miaohuaâs soul shrieked in terror, but before she could react, the Netherflame Demon Sparrow opened its beak and devoured her.
As if she were nothing but a worm.
Just like that, a Gathering Stars Realm expert was destroyed, body and soul!
The distant Ling Yunhe watched in a daze and muttered, âBig trouble is comingâŚâ
If Daoist Master Miaohong found out that his younger sister had died, how could he possibly let it go?
How severe were the consequences of a Spirit Dao cultivator targeting you?
Today, an entire group of experts from the Great Chuâs various cultivation factions had perished over Billowing Sky River. When news spread, what kind of waves would it send through the Great Chu?
Despite his mental fortitude, Ling Yunhe couldnât help but quiver.
Even Qing Ya, who understood little of worldly affairs, realized how serious this problem was. Her little face filled with alarm and terror. Donât tell me this guy really isnât afraid of anything?
Clang!
The Netherflame Demon Sparrow shot back into the Abstruse God Sword, which then returned to the mountaintop where Su Yi was hovering and landed directly in his hand.
âFellow Daoist, this time⌠Iâm afraid this will mean an irreconcilable grudge with Daoist Master Miaohong.â Ling Yunhe sighed, his expression conflicted.
He suddenly thought back to their first encounter at Floating Immortal Ridge.
At the time, Su Yi appeared silently and out of nowhere, telling Ling Yunhe that if he hadnât freed Yuan Heng from the sword formation of his own volition, he would have diedâŚ
At the time, Ling Yunhe hadnât taken the threat seriously in the slightest.
However, when he thought back on it now, he realized that Su Yi was indeed capable of doing just that!
âIf I want to kill someone, I kill them. If I concerned myself with all that, what right would I have to call himself a sword cultivator?â Su Yi snapped his fingers, not the least bit concerned.
He looked up at the dome of the heavens.
It was then that the last layer of Qing Wanâs lightning tribulation descended upon the human world with appalling, monstrous light.