It was dark and pouring rain, yet a sun had appeared out of nowhere. What was going on?

The uniformed girl and her guards had already given into despair when they felt something prick at their eyes, and the chill pervading their bodies dispersed. Warmth returned for what seemed like the first time in a long time.

Afterward, they saw Su Yi holding a ball of green sword light. All of them stared, eyes wide, as if they’d just witnessed a divinity descending to the mortal world!

Kssh! Kssh! Kssh!

The Ghoul Worms surrounding the girl and her guards disappeared, like snow melting into water. Their bodies turned into black smoke and disappeared. 

“This….” Uncle Yong was already nearing his limit when felt the baleful chill freezing his blood quickly disperse. He felt like a man on the verge of drowning when someone suddenly pulled him onto the shore: delighted, but also confused.

When he saw Su Yi, he couldn’t help but feel stunned.

The blue-robed youth seemed like an entirely different person. His sword seemed to look down on the entire world, his bearing unique, with the deportment of a divinity!

At the same time—

The young lord’s expression changed completely; he’d sensed the danger.

Especially facing the sword light in Su Yi’s hand. He felt a painful, burning, pricking sensation all over his skin.

“I wouldn’t have guessed I’d run into a tough one this time!” The young lord roared, his gaze vicious as he swung his fan.

Boom!

A current of chilling, blood-colored malevolent energy many times stronger than before surged towards Su Yi, like floodwaters breaking through a dam.

“I’m not afraid to tell you that I prepared this sword with you in mind!” Su Yi then gently tapped the green sword light, and a clear, impassioned sword hum reverberated throughout the vastness of heaven and earth.

His gaze was calm as his clothes fluttered about. He strode forward, the green sword light waving back and forth.

It instantly sliced through the air, creating an arc of indomitable sword light and piercing through the curtain of rain. It tore open the night skies with a momentum that threatened to cleave everything in its path.

With my sword, I split mountains and seas. My troubles recede like the tides.

This was the Rejoicing Sword’s “Splitting Mountains and Seas”!

There was no way to describe this strike’s power.

When Su Yi slashed, his sword seemed capable of splitting open a hundred thousand tall mountains, or of dividing the endless blue seas. Nothing could stand in its way!

The onlookers saw nothing but a streak of sword light cleaving through heaven and earth, piercing everything in its wake.

Wherever it passed, it easily penetrated the currents of overflowing, blood-colored, malevolent energies. It ripped open the skies, cleaving directly into the young lord.

How powerful was the young lord? He wasn’t even afraid of Martial Dao Grandmasters!

But as this slash drew close, it was as if he’d encountered his natural enemy; he was scared out of his wits. It was too late to even dodge!

The sword light was like a sun blotting out the skies. It was omnipresent, and as it reached the young lord’s body, it passed through him as easily as a knife through canvas, easily cleaving him in half.

“No——!” The young lord let out a desperate, agonized howl.

Then, his body split in two, right down the center, like two perfect mirror images. Both halves thudded to the ground.

The young lord who’d once disdained Grandmasters, who’d once pushed a peak Qi Accumulation martial artist to the brink of despair, had fallen beneath a single sword, his body split in two.

The power of this single swing was like that of a god or immortal!

“That…. is this level of power even possible in the Blood Circulation Realm?” The guards were rooted to the spot, especially one, who couldn’t help but cry out.

“I never would have thought that I was the blind one. I completely overlooked the expert standing right in front of me….” Uncle Yong had already recovered a bit of his power. This scene stunned him too. His heart was in turmoil, his expression complicated. There was disbelief, shock, as well as shame….

Could our Wen Family’s son-in-law…. Could he be an immortal of legend? Guo Bing was stunned senseless. This one thought replayed through this mind.

The girl in military attire stared intently at Su Yi, waves coursing through her heart. She’d never felt so conflicted, nor so out of control of the situation. 

She’d experienced all sorts of emotional ups and downs today

There was the excitement of disposing of a villain of the Deathbringer’s Gate, her rage at Su Yi’s disdainful attitude, her sadness and grief over her fallen guards, her despair and terror at this sudden crisis…..

It was as if all the surging emotions she’d accumulated up until this point had been sliced in two; as Su Yi swung his sword, her emotions seemed to burst within her chest. Immediately afterward, delight, bewilderment, and disbelief coursed through her like a tidal wave.

Her mind went entirely blank. All she could do was stand there, staring at the young man in blue, the youth reminiscent of a banished immortal. A long time passed before she regained her senses. 

Whoosh~!

At the same time, Su Yi let out a breath of turbid air.

That single streak of sword light was built on the foundation of the bamboo talismans he’d inscribed the night before. He called it “the Great Evil-Burning Sun Formation.”

This formation wasn’t all that special, but it certainly wasn’t something Martial Dao cultivators could create, not on their own.

It was precisely due to his insufficient cultivation that he’d made this set of talismans. He’d held nothing back, even using a brand originating from the Sword of the Nine Hells and infusing it into the talismans. This allowed him to complete the formation, but only just barely. 

Furthermore, at his current cultivation, just activating the formation was an enormous expenditure.

He was overdrawn; he’d used up practically all the energy he had, and even his soul showed signs of weakness. 

If I were even just in the Qi Accumulation Realm, this might not have been such a strain…. Su Yi inwardly mocked himself.

In his past life, there wouldn’t have been any need for the Great Evil-Burning Sun Formation. All he’d need was his “Splitting Mountains and Seas” attack. That alone was once enough to wipe out experts of the Imperial Realm!

Never mind a petty, insignificant, unaccomplished Six-Severings Yin Corpse.

Su Yi took out the Bluejade Bamboo Shoot, which he’d prepared in advance, then swallowed it in a few bites. When he felt its abundant energy circulating through his depleted body, he sighed in relief, then glanced at the fallen corpse.

The young lord had been cleaved in two. Dense, pitch-black blood poured from both halves, the stench rancid and irritating to the nostrils. 

Upon closer inspection, the young lord’s handsome skin was loose and starting to split. Beneath it was a long-rotted corpse!

In other words, the handsome face the corpse had on display earlier was nothing but a skin he’d draped over himself.

Uncle Yong suddenly seemed to recover from his shock. He hurried over and clasped his fist. “Mystic Master, thank you for saving us. I will remember this benevolence for the rest of my life. Should you need anything from me going forward, know that I won’t refuse any request!” 

His expression was filled with respect and gratitude. An expert of his level could naturally tell that a youth like Su Yi was no ordinary martial artist!

Furthermore, with one swing of his blade, Su Yi had stemmed the raging tide, saving all of them from certain doom. Thus, facing him now, Uncle Yong’s every word came straight from the heart. His gratitude was more than mere words could express. 

It was no exaggeration to say that Su Yi’s single attack was enough to convince even Martial Dao Grandmasters to lower their heads! 

Uncle Yong might be a peak Qi Accumulation Realm expert, but now, even he lowered his head and called Su Yi “Mystic Master!” 

Seeing this, the other guards frantically expressed their gratitude as well. 

“Mystic Master, thank you for saving our lives! We’ll remember this gratitude for the rest of our lives!”

But in their hearts, they couldn’t help but feel nervous. From the moment they first met him in Guangling City, and even after entering Mother Ghost Ridge, they’d excluded and disdained him on numerous occasions. 

Many of them had even considered stepping in to teach him a lesson. 

Facing him now, after watching him slay the “young lord” in a single attack, how could they not be nervous? 

Even someone as strong as Uncle Yong had acknowledged Su Yi’s strength and lowered his head. He’d called him “Mystic Master”, hadn’t he?

“Sir… Are you…. Are you really an immortal?” Guo Bing approached, quivering and recoiling, but his gaze was incomparably passionate, like an ordinary man upon seeing an immortal of legend.

“I’m nothing of the sort,” said Su Yi. As he spoke, his gaze swept across Uncle Yong and the others. He said flatly, “I came to Mother Ghost Ridge specifically in search of this particular prey. I just happened to save you while I was at it, so there’s no need to be so polite.”

He wasn’t saying that out of good manners.

When he decided to visit Mother Ghost Ridge, he predicted that if he searched for the Six Yin Grass or Extreme Yang Flowers, it was highly likely that he’d encounter the Six-Severings Yin Corpse too.

That was why he’d spared no effort in inscribing those basic bamboo talismans. With them on hand, even if he encountered the Six-Severings Yin Corpse, he’d have enough cards up his sleeve to kill it.

“Ah, Mystic Master, so you came here to slay this wicked creature.” Uncle Yong finally understood. His expression was even more respectful than before.

But although they didn’t know it, as powerful and miraculous as that sword had looked, that was the power of talismans designed specifically to counter ghosts.

Were Su Yi’s target a human Martial Dao Grandmaster, the effect wouldn’t have been nearly so pronounced.

In short, that was a sword he’d prepared specifically to kill the Six-Severings Yin Corpse.

But even if Uncle Yong and the guards knew that, they wouldn’t have dared show the least bit of disrespect. After all, the profundity and power of that sword far exceeded the limits of their comprehension.

“If you’re so tough, why didn’t you attack right away?” Suddenly, the uniformed girl stormed over, her expression contorted with rage. “If you’d done something a little earlier, how could Hu Jiu and Zhang Tong have been eaten by Ghoul Worms? How could Uncle Yong have come so close to death? How could we have remained so scared for so long?”

Everyone fell silent.

In the face of this unreasonable string of questions, even a simple man like Guo Bing couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn't help but say, “Miss, you’ve insulted and rejected our family’s son-in-law at every turn, but he’s never taken you to task for it. Now, he’s even saved your life! It’s bad enough that you’re ungrateful. Don’t you think interrogating him like this is a bit much?”

Uncle Yong’s expression had shifted dramatically too, and his heart shook.

Young Miss, ah, Young Miss. That Su Yi is a terrifying limitlessly terrifying existence. With the power at his disposal, he could destroy everyone present effortlessly. How can you be so disrespectful to him even after witnessing his strength?

He suddenly stepped forward, his expression severe as he rebuked her. “Young Miss, wake up! We mistreated Mystic Master Su Yi earlier. We couldn’t fault him even if he chose not to save us, yet he did so anyway out of the goodness of his heart. This is an enormous act of benevolence. How can we repay his kindness with enmity?”

His words weren’t the least bit polite; the girl in military uniform felt as if she’d been slapped in the face. She stood there, dazed, for quite some time. 

This was the first time she’d ever seen her Uncle Yong, who’d always doted on her, lose his temper at her.

This harshness felt incomparably strange and unfamiliar.

She’d enjoyed comfort and high status from a young age, and countless people doted on her. Add that to her exceptional appearance and renowned family background, and no matter where she went, she heard nothing but flattering words.

She never would have guessed that Uncle Yong would scold her over a single sentence spoken out of turn!

“Miss, Mister Cheng is right. Whatever you do, don’t let your anger overcome your rationality.” The guards chimed in as well.

Her disrespect had stunned them too, and they broke out in cold sweats, terrified that in a fit of rage, Su Yi would turn his sword on them. If he did, all of them would perish here.

Uncle Yong was speaking up on Su Yi’s behalf. Even her guards were against her.

At that moment, the girl felt as if she were all alone in the world. Different expressions flitted across her face, and she looked lost and bewildered. Was I really wrong?

A while later, she finally seemed to regain her mental clarity and rationality. She faced Su Yi and silently lowered her proud head.