First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1646 - The Crescent Moon Pupil

Chapter 1646 - The Crescent Moon Pupil

One slash, and he broke the Silvermoon Divine Wheel and sent Yin Beiwu flying!

This tyrannical strike stunned everyone present.

“What... What kind of Dao of the Sword is this?”

Even the Immortal Kings were shaken. One slash rose into the sky, then seemed to overturn the heavens. There were no words to describe how terrifying it was.

Meanwhile, those in the demons’ camp were practically dumbfounded.

“That was the Silvermoon Divine Wheel. How could he break it so easily?”

Su Yi’s unstoppable slash came as an enormous shock to even Yin Xiaotian and the other Demon Kings.

None of them would have guessed that in this clash between unrivaled geniuses, Yin Beiwu would be the first to be forced back.

Ten thousand feet away.

Yin Beiwu had only just steadied himself on his feet when he staggered once more. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and he hacked up a mouthful of blood.

His flexible armor had split in front, leaving a bloody gash in his chest so deep that his bones were visible!

There was no doubt about it. The flexible armor had blocked some of the impact of Su Yi’s strike. Without it, Yin Beiwu’s torso likely would have been slashed open from shoulder to belly!

This realization triggered a series of gasps on both sides.

Yin Beiwu’s expression was incomparably ashen.

“Little bastard, do you really think I’m helpless against you?” Yin Beiwu bellowed in fury. Silver moonlight surged around his tall, upright figure, connecting heaven and earth. Shockingly, his majestic aura rose to new heights once more!

Clang!

A piercing sound rang out as a snow-white bone spear appeared in Yin Beiwu’s grip.

It was twenty feet long, and countless flecks of starlight and divine flame flowed around it. It was as if Yin Beiwu were gripping the dazzling river of stars.

The Starflame Demon Spear!

Most unbelievable of all, Yin Beiwu’s wounds instantly knit back together and disappeared without a trace.

“This...” Everyone was astonished. None of them could imagine how Yin Beiwu had pulled this off.

It just seemed unbelievable, as if no matter how severe Yin Beiwu’s injuries got, he could recover instantly.

“It doesn’t matter how many cards you have up your sleeves. None of them can change your fate.” Su Yi shook his head slightly.

In the Immortal-Demon Deathmatch, no one was permitted to use external power beyond the Immortal Lord or Demon Noble level. This meant that no matter how many cards Yin Beiwu had up his sleeves, none would be all that amazing.

Su Yi took a step through the air, sleeves billowing around him as he walked swathed in sword intent.

“Die!” Yin Beiwu bellowed and swung the Starflame Demon Spear, filling the sky with celestial fire interwoven with dazzling moonlight.

Su Yi still fought barehanded. His hands formed a sword seal and bore down on the sky.

Bang!

The sky collapsed and the earth gave in as a glittering sword mountain descended, crushing the churning celestial flames and scattering the starlight. It crushed everything in its path!

Yin Beiwu’s pupils constricted, and he thrust his spear over a hundred times in rapid succession. In the end, the sword mountain shattered.

Despite this success, his handsome face was incomparably unsightly. Is this guy really a Universe Realm Immortal? Why is his Dao of the Sword so unreasonably terrifying?!?

Before he could wrap his head around it, Su Yi attacked. Dense sword qi hummed and clanged between his hands and whooshed forth.

Countless streaks of sword qi shot through the air, like radiant arcs of divine light, with flowing, unstoppable momentum!

Yin Beiwu didn’t hesitate to use a secret art to summon radiant full moons. They orbited around him, forming a massive defensive barrier.

Boom!

Sword qi descended, and wherever it passed, moons shattered. The sword qi stirred up a flood of destructive power that swept throughout the landscape.

Yin Beiwu was alarmed and furious as he unleashed yet another secret ability.

But it was to no avail. He tried one technique and wondrous secret art after another, but Su Yi broke all of them in a single strike!

Yin Beiwu’s situation was increasingly passive. Su Yi was completely suppressing him!

The crowd was stunned. Su Yi was just too forceful and domineering. His sword qi swept through the sky with unstoppable momentum!

His majestic bearing completely surpassed that of Yin Beiwu, an unrivaled Demon Noble.

All of this was entirely outside of the demons’ predictions.

“Just where did this Su Yi person come from?”

“How could he have such strength?”

Even though the Demon Nobles were knowledgeable and experienced, they still couldn’t figure Su Yi out. This left them both startled and enraged. They found it difficult to believe that such a monster had appeared in the Immortal Realm.

“No matter what, that boy must die today!” Yin Xiaotian gnashed his teeth, his gaze sinister and terrifying. “If he lives, we have no hope of winning future Immortal-Demon Deathmatches!”

“That isn't even the worst of it. He’s still only in his twenties, and he’s only in the Universe Realm, yet he possesses such heaven-defying power. I dare not even imagine how powerful he’ll be upon breaking into the Void Realm,” another Demon King said gravely. “Much less as he approaches the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao...”

Yin Xiaotian nodded. “That’s why he has to die!”

Over in the immortals’ camp, everyone fell into a daze. Everything they were seeing overturned their perception of reality, and even their imagination. It wasn’t hard to imagine how shocked they were!

Su Yi was just that strong. Even the Immortal Kings were confused, lost, and bewildered!

Boom!

A heaven-shaking impact rang out as Yin Beiwu was forced back once more. His long hair was disheveled, and his handsome face was ashen and hideously contorted. His eyes bulged out of their sockets.

He’d all but run out of trump cards. Su Yi had broken everything he’d thrown at him; Yin Beiwu hadn’t made any progress at all!

Worse, Su Yi was gradually drawing closer and increasing the pressure on him. Yin Beiwu knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer!

Every time he was injured, his wounds quickly knit back together, but Yin Beiwu knew better than anyone that his regenerative powers only healed his external wounds. His internal injuries couldn’t recover so quickly.

Something’s not right here. Something’s seriously wrong. No matter what I try, it’s like he knows what I’m about to do in advance, and he has a countermeasure at the ready!

Just who is he? Why can he see through the unparalleled secret arts of the Silvermoon Demons? Not even our secret legacies can deceive him!

Waves of shock coursed through Yin Beiwu’s heart.

He was a highly accomplished Demon Noble. He naturally wasn’t stupid. He knew something strange was afoot here.

This is bad!

Suddenly, Yin Beiwu felt his heart palpitate in terror. Su Yi’s fair, slender hand suddenly reached out, like a divine dragon extending its claws through the mist and clouds, and grabbed him from afar.

Yin Beiwu didn’t hesitate to dodge, but even though he escaped Su Yi’s grip, Su Yi took hold of his spear.

Crunch!

The Starflame Demon Spear split.

Yin Beiwu felt as if he’d been struck by lightning.

When he saw that Su Yi was already charging at him again, Yin Beiwu’s gaze filled with madness, and he roared, “Die!!”

He suddenly plucked the jade pearl hanging from his neck and crushed it.

Boom——!

Heaven and earth shook as a terrifying power swept over the entire area.

The crowd watched as a resplendent silver crescent moon appeared in the sky. It was extraordinarily strange, like a long, narrow eye full of tyrannical, cold, and unearthly power.

Yin Xiaotian and the other Demon Kings’ expressions were strange.

That was the Crescent Moon Pupil! The Silvermoon Demons’ forbidden secret treasure.

A Demon Sovereign had refined it personally, and it could easily intimidate and damage the souls of even Immortal Kings. It was terrifying beyond measure!

Over in the immortals’ camp, the Immortal Kings were enraged. Although they didn’t recognize the Crescent Moon Pupil, they could tell at a glance that its power was far beyond the bounds of the Demon Noble level. Even they sensed an enormous threat!

This was a blatant violation of the Immortal-Demon Deathmatch’s rules!

Those who violated the rules were to be executed! But it was too late for them to intervene.

Terrifying, unearthly power enveloped the entire area. The Crescent Moon Eye was like the entrance of an endless abyss intent on devouring heaven and earth and everything in between.

It wasn’t cold out, but everyone trembled. Their hearts filled with panic.

The Crescent Moon Pupil was like a demonic abyss, strange and terrifying. It devoured the sky as its power enveloped Su Yi.

But it was then that a mocking grin tugged at Su Yi’s lips. He didn’t retreat. Instead, he took a step forward and pressed down on the air.

Kcch!

A streak of sword qi exploded into being it. It was imbued with a wisp of the Sword of the Nine Hells’ power.

When it swept forth, it embedded itself in the Crescent Moon Pupil.

Boom!!

The crescent moon shook violently, then exploded.

And Su Yi’s sword qi pierced Yin Beiwu’s skull, right between the eyes.

The unrivaled Demon Noble of the Silvermoon Demons froze mid hideous grin. His eyes bulged, and he opened his mouth as if to speak, but no sound came out.

It seemed Su Yi knew what he was trying to say. “You’re right. I did it all for the sake of killing you now.”

Before his voice had even finished echoing through the air, Yin Beiwu’s body crumbled into ash and dissipated.

Deathly silence descended over the area.

Everyone was flabbergasted, dazed, and rooted to the spot. They almost felt as if they’d gone insane.

How terrifying was that crescent moon? It could have threatened the lives of even Immortal Kings!

But just as everyone thought Su Yi was doomed, this happened. Just one slash, and Su Yi turned the tides and slew Yin Beiwu!!

Yin Xiaotian and the other Demon Kings’ strange smiles froze in place. All of them felt as if they’d been struck by lightning.

The Crescent Moon Pupil was destroyed? How is that possible!?

Life and death were determined far too quickly; it was over in a flash. There was no time to intervene. Naturally, there was no time to save Yin Beiwu’s life, either.

Heaven and earth were deathly silent. An air of astonishment descended over the area.

Now that Yin Beiwu was dead, fourteen Demon Nobles had died at Su Yi’s hands!

And losing their ace meant that the demons had almost no hope of turning the tides and winning this Immortal-Demon Deathmatch!

Su Yi took out a jug of wine and had a sip.

That final confrontation was a competition of trump cards, not a clash of the Grand Dao. Thus, in his eyes, it was the dullest part of the battle. Naturally, he wasn’t particularly overjoyed at his victory.

Anyway, the one he’d killed was at best a Silvermoon Demon with heaven-defying potential, that’s all.

“Beiwu!!” Yin Xiaotian let out a bestial, grief-stricken roar. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hair and beard bristled with fury.

The other Demon Kings were overcome with murderous intent. Yin Beiwu’s status had been extraordinarily lofty. He was the son of the leader of the Silverflame Demons!

Even Demon Kings like them would struggle to bear the consequences of his death!

All of the Demon Kings locked onto Su Yi, their gazes overflowing with murderous intent.