I don’t know if Su Yi can stop this slash! Mu Xi, Pu Yi, and the others felt as if their hearts were on the verge of jumping out of their chests.

Clang!

As Su Hongli slashed, Su Yi stretched out his hand, and the Abstruse God Sword appeared in his palm. The blade was dark and serene as ink, and it produced a low, majestic hum.

His expression was calm as he casually swung his sword.

Whoosh!

A river of clear sword qi took to the skies, vast and imposing, with grand momentum.

It was as if he’d pulled a galaxy into the human world. However, unlike before, the clear Dao Light formed of the Five Spiritual Aggregates was beckoning it. Its power was starkly different from before!

Boom!

The startling red sword qi blazed like demonic flames as it flew through the air and clashed with Su Yi’s transparent galaxy.

Instantly, an explosive, immeasurable current of destructive energy burst apart in midair. Sword qi scattered like a rain of light. Blood-red and clear lights clashed, beautiful yet terrifying.

The surrounding area had long since been reduced to rubble, but as this new current of destructive power swept forth, startling, eye-catching chasms formed on the ground, one after another. The sight was so startling that numerous onlookers’ minds went blank.

Fortunately, every building within ten miles of the Su Family estate had already been evacuated. There were no ordinary citizens here. Otherwise, who knows how many casualties would have resulted from this battle?

Bang!

Sword light scattered like rain as Su Yi was sent flying back. He flew several hundred feet before finally stopping. His qi churned within him, and he cut a somewhat sorry figure.

The Abstruse God Sword shook in his grip. It was obvious that it, too, had taken quite the impact.

“That slash was so terrifying, yet he blocked it too?” The Earthly Immortals’ eyes widened in shock.

The others looked bewildered as well. How mighty and imposing was the peerless, cursed sword in Su Hongli’s grip? Even just watching from a distance, that attack had been enough to plunge their hearts into despair.

Yet, it still wasn’t enough to take down Su Yi!

Even though Su Yi was pushed back somewhat inelegantly, everyone could tell that he hadn’t been injured.

“Hmph. I’ll be interested to see just how many attacks an unworthy descendent like you can block.” Su Hongli snorted. His figure was enveloped in baleful energy, making him more imposing and terrifying than before.

His voice was still echoing through the air when—

Whoosh!

He swung his sword once more.

Towering, blood-colored demonic flames surged forth. The sword qi was dense and imposing, like a demonic domain. The hum of the sword reverberated throughout heaven and earth, like the roar of a demonic god.

Just the sight of it was enough to shock the world.

“When a duel turns into trying to use one’s treasures to claim victory, it’s already gotten boring.” Off in the distance, Su Yi sighed. He was starting to lose interest. “Fine. It’s time we end this….”

Clang!

The Abstruse God Sword let out a clear hum, and Su Yi’s aura transformed. Every inch of his skin shone with dazzling, clear light, making him seem indistinct and ethereal. 

Whoosh! 

He turned his wrists and raised the tip of his sword into the air in a mysterious arc.

Instantly, five elemental lights—wood, fire, metal, water, and earth—surged into being, filling his sword.

Boom!

It was as if five sword mountains appeared in that stretch of sky, one corresponding to each of the five elements. They resonated with each other, like a single entity.

The Great Five Elements Suppression Domain Sword!

This was a peerless sword incantation, one Su Yi had invented himself in his past life. It was ranked among the Wilds’ Thirty-Three Sutras of the Dao of the Sword.

Its subtleties involved supreme applications of the Grand Dao of the Five Elements. When activated, sword qi formed five elemental divine mountains. Each could suppress an entire landscape or slay demons and gods!

If Su Yi hadn’t refined Five-Colored Spiritual Dao Light in the Grandmaster Realm, he couldn’t possibly have displayed this peerless sword incantation’s true power!

Now, as he unleashed this peerless incantation—

Boom!

Their surroundings couldn’t take it. Heaven and earth shook violently, as if this one strike would soon suppress the entire area!

When the distant Earthly Immortals saw this, all of them were stunned, and they felt a powerful sense of impending crisis. It seemed that everything—the sun, moon, and stars, all of creation, and every living inhabitant—would be enveloped and suppressed!

A strange light rose unbidden to Su Yi’s gaze.

In his past life, he never refined the spiritual light of the five aggregates, nor did he fuse the five elements into one.

Now, he unleashed this sword sutra of his own making as a Grandmaster. It had been a long time since he’d last used it, and he couldn’t help but feel rueful. 

This sword sutra already surpassed the restrictions of ordinary attacks and stances. He’d practiced it to the extreme, and almost nothing could stand in its way. There was a long period of time in which he relied on this very sword sutra to traverse the Wilds, undefeated and unequaled among those of the same generation, with few worthy foes.

Boom!

Su Hongli swung to kill. Su Yi attacked almost simultaneously.

His attack was almost indescribable, like five primordial divine mountains in motion, making heaven and earth circulate in reverse. The sun and moon crumbled, and the river of stars shattered!

This level of strange phenomenon was terrifying beyond limit. This was the Great Five Elements Suppression Domain Sword! 

It was infused with the highest and most wondrous truths of the Dao of the Five Elements, all unleashed in one sutra. Its aura alone was enough to shake the heart.

Rumble!

The crowd watched as the arc of bloody sword light and the five elemental mountains clashed, producing a startling, rumbling boom! For a moment, all that remained was a single stretch of light. 

A swath of vast, explosive power boomed, bursting apart between the two combatants. In an instant, it spread out, extending in all directions, like a hurricane sweeping across the world. 

“This…” Suddenly, the Cloudstone Venerate, Yun Zhongqi, Lonely River, and the other Earthly Immortals’ expressions changed starkly. Immediately afterward, Yue Shichan, Ge Changling, Mu Xi, and the others were struck dumb.

“Who won? And who lost?” The crowd’s eyes widened as they tried to get a better look. 

They then watched as the windstorm gradually faded and the light dispersed, replaced by an unbelievable scene—

Su Hongli’s clothes were in tatters, and blood poured from his lips as he knelt on one knee. It seemed he’d just suffered a terrifying impact.

He’d been forced to the ground, under so much pressure that he almost fell over backward. In the end, he held on, but he only just barely managed to stay upright by falling to one knee. 

The cursed sword now lay amidst the rubble, buzzing and shaking, about one hundred feet away.

Su Yi stood in the sky, sword in hand, glowing with transparent and ethereal clear Dao Light, like an immortal or a deity, gazing down on the world below!

The crowd fell silent. Everyone was dumbstruck.

Earlier, Su Hongli had used a sinister secret magic to strip away the Daoist elder’s vitality, returning him to his peak condition. Afterward, he summoned the peerless, cursed blade he’d nourished within the old man’s body for over a decade.

Its ferocious might alone was enough to shake everyone present. Even the Earthly Immortals felt dread and terror.

Yet now, as strong as Su Hongli was, two strikes later, he suffered another setback. Su Yi had forced him to the ground once more!

This was undoubtedly unbelievable; it far surpassed the onlookers’ imaginations. 

Only now did they realize just how strong Su Yi’s earlier attack was…

“I feel sorry for that sword. In your hands, it’s like a pearl buried in the mud. With your skills, that’s all the power you can unleash,” said Su Yi calmly.

The cursed sword was indeed incomparably fierce and despotic, but if Su Hongli wanted to compete with him in terms of swordsmanship, he was only inviting his own humiliation!

Su Hongli wiped the blood from his lips and got back up. His expression was dark and terrifying. “I just knew your bitch of a mother was holding back, right from the start! She kept her true legacy for you, you unworthy brat!”

His words were rife with dense hatred. Clearly, he thought Su Yi’s current combat prowess could be traced back to Ye Yufei. That in turn meant that she’d given her legacy to Su Yi, not him!

Su Yi’s gaze frosted over. How could my mother have been so blind as to fall for a scumbag like Su Hongli? He’s lower than a beast!

Out loud, he said, “Su Hongli, you truly disappoint me.”

As he spoke, he started walked closer, his heart surging with irrepressible murderous intent.

“Sword, come to me!” Su Hongli bellowed. 

Clang! Hundreds of feet away, the cursed sword rose, shooting straight into Su Hongli’s palm.

“Are you fit to summon that sword?” sneered Su Yi. His clothes fluttered around him, and he suddenly burst with overflowing majesty. 

He instantly fused his attainments in the Dao of the Sword into his aura and unleashed it, holding nothing back. It was as if he himself were a peerlessly sharp divine blade slicing through the dome of heaven. 

Within his soul, the long-dormant Sword of the Nine Hells seemed to sense Su Yi’s sword-like aura. It silently shook, then resonated with him. 

In the crowd’s eyes, Su Yi now resembled an immortal of the sword, standing beyond the nine heavens, distant and ethereal, with limitless majesty.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Throughout the surrounding area, countless swords started humming. 

Those experts carrying swords all discovered, to their astonishment, that their weapons were wailing and quivering.

The Earthly Immortals gasped. Even their personal weapons were crying out and shaking, despite their best attempts to suppress them. There was nothing they could do!

Ten thousand swords resonated, like ministers before a holy monarch! 

It was then that Su Yi beckoned from a distance. His lips parted, and he spoke just two, light, airy words: “Come here.”

They were like a magic invocation. The peerless cursed sword in Su Hongli’s hands suddenly grew agitated, and it thrashed and struggled to break free. 

Su Hongli’s expression changed dramatically, and he bellowed, “Stop!”

He circulated his entire cultivation, using all the power at his disposal to suppress the cursed sword’s aura. However, a moment later—

Splurt!

The cursed sword erupted with vast swathes of black sword light and shot forth. Shockingly, it shattered Su Hongli’s fingers in the process. Blood sprayed from his mangled hands as the sword flew straight toward Su Yi.

When it was three feet from Su Yi, the cursed sword stopped, circled, then tilted its hilt at Su Yi.

Like a human kowtowing in submission!

This scene was so unbelievable that the onlookers' eyes practically popped out of their skulls. 

How was this stealing? The cursed sword was obviously submitting of its own volition. It was practically throwing itself into Su Yi’s arms!

“I said I’d show you how to make a sword lower its head in submission. Can you see clearly now?” asked Su Yi calmly. 

He just stood there, and he made no attempt to take the peerless, cursed blade, yet it followed him about, meek as a servant, just hovering by his side.

“Unfilial wretch—!” 

After a moment’s stunned silence, Su Hongli bellowed, his expression ashen. His eyes looked as if they were about to burst, and he completely lost control of his emotions. 

He’d poured himself into subduing that cursed sword for a decade, and he doted upon it as if it were his own flesh and blood. Yet now, someone had taken it from him!

This was no different from gouging a hunk of flesh out of his heart!