YM778.TV Chapter 436: The Dao Charm of Wind
Chapter 436: The Dao Charm of Wind
Su Yi said calmly, “Do you think his age is off? And his cultivation too?”
The old blind man nodded. “Indeed.”
“It’s to be expected,” said Su Yi. “He used a secret method to seal his life force and cultivation, surviving in a dormant state for countless years. He reawakened only when the seal broke.”
Su Yi didn’t seem particularly concerned. “Methods like this typically only exist in Imperial-level orthodoxies, and using them expends an enormous amount of divine materials. Such methods come at a price to the user as well.”
“You’re well informed, Fellow Daoist!”?Off in the distance, the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son clapped and exclaimed, “I suspected earlier that you too were a survivor of the thirty thousand years of the Prohibition of Ancient Darkness. Now, it seems?that’s indeed?the case.”
The old blind man couldn’t help but sneer. “Little guy, your eyesight is even worse than mine! You have eyes, but?you’re?the blind one here.”
Was he joking? If Su Yi had lain dormant for countless years too, as a member of the Ghost Lantern Sarcophagus Bearers, he’d sense it immediately.
“Don’t tell me you’re not?” The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son furrowed his brow in apparent surprise.?But then, he shook his head and laughed. “It doesn’t matter whether you are not. At a time like this, that’s no longer important, is it?”
“It’s true; none of that matters to someone who’s about to die,” said Su Yi, drawing closer as he spoke.
The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s eyes flashed with purple light, and he stared at the fast-approaching Su Yi. “You want to fight? Fine, then. I’d like to see just how strong you are!”
As he spoke, his sleeves billowed around him. He suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped through the air.
An illusory purple palm imprint condensed in the sky, surging with wisps of the inscrutable charm of the Dao as it shot toward Su Yi.
Boom!
Dao Light rumbled and boomed, throwing the sky into chaos.
It was just one palm strike, yet it descended with all the force of a divine mountain. Power on that level could even threaten the life of a Gathering Stars Realm expert.
The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son was only in the Origin Palace Realm!
“The Holy Son sure lives up to his reputation!” The other members of the Deathbringer’s Gate watched from afar. All of them felt dazzled.
Boom!
As the purple palm strike descended, Su Yi didn’t so much as look at it. He just swept his finger through the air, splitting it in two as easily as if it were made of tofu. Both halves burst apart in midair.
“This…” Lian Lengyue and the others’?pupils constricted.
The old blind man sighed with admiration. “What an exquisite chop! It looked simple, yet it struck with unblockable momentum. It was too miraculous for words! Too miraculous for words!”
This wasn’t flattery—at least, it wasn’t?just?flattery. Earlier, the old man ascertained Su Yi’s connection to the Debt Collector, but he’d never seen Su Yi in action.
That, combined with Su Yi’s humble Grain Avoidance Realm cultivation, made it hard for the old blind man to view Su Yi as an expert.
Yet now, when he saw Su Yi’s attack, he finally understood. Compared to the world’s mundane Origin Dao cultivators, Su Yi’s power and cultivation were simply monstrous!
“Somewhat interesting.” The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s eyes lit up, and he took to the air, no longer holding anything back.
Boom!
His hands flew through the air, forming seals, and purple qi rose into the air. Misty light circulated around him, and the air boomed. A majestic and imposing illusory landscape swept forth, slamming viciously into Su Yi.
He was like a deity pulling up the landscape and flinging it back down to earth!
It was undeniable that the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son was strong, far stronger than other cultivators of his level. He could force even ordinary Gathering Stars Realm cultivators to lower their heads!
Yet in Su Yi’s eyes, his cultivation was on par with Gu Cangning\'s at best.
Su Yi didn’t even look at his attack. His finger swept through the air once more.
Crunch!
The descending majestic landscape popped like a soap bubble, splitting into pieces.
Amidst the misty light, Su Yi disappeared, then reappeared directly before the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son. He gently swung his palm downward.
It looked like a gentle, understated palm strike, but if it landed, it could crush even a Gathering Stars Realm body refiner into a meaty pulp.
Whoosh!
Against all expectations, the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son disappeared completely, as if he’d evaporated. Su Yi’s attack hit nothing but air.
“Where is he?”
Everyone present was stunned. They looked around, but even when they used their divine senses, they couldn’t detect any trace of the Holy Son’s presence.
“What a powerful stealth and evasion technique!” The old blind man’s expression shifted. Even he could no longer sense the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s location.
This eerie scene was unquestionably enough to make someone’s hair stand on end.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a gust of wind howled around Su Yi.
Something even faster than the wind, an unstoppably quick, almost transparent purple spear, suddenly aimed at Su Yi’s back.
Were he any other cultivator, never mind blocking the spear; he likely wouldn’t have noticed it before it hit.
However, it was as if Su Yi had eyes on the back of his head. He suddenly shifted a foot to the side, and his right index finger tapped the air.
Clang!
It was as if the purple spear had been struck by lightning. It produced a loud, violent noise on impact, scattering sparks.
Not far away, the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son reappeared and staggered back, a solemn look on his handsome features.
When the onlookers saw this, all of them were shocked.
The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s stealth technique was mighty and strange. Who’d have guessed Su Yi would block it just like that?
“Predicting his foe’s attacks and blocking them before they arrive? Incredible!” The old blind man clapped and exclaimed.
The Nirvanic WInds Holy Son’s expression shifted back and forth. Purple radiance shone around his spear, the glint of its edge soaring into the heavens. It was obviously an exceptional treasure.
Yet now that he faced Su Yi, he felt as if he’d already met his match!
“And here I thought you were capable. All you did was master a stealth technique connected to the Dao Charm of Wind,” said Su Yi, a hint of disdain on his lips as he swung his palm.
Whoosh!
The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son disappeared once more.
Su Yi’s eyebrows shifted upward. The Dao Charm of Wind was exceptional, as wind was formless to begin with. When employed in stealth skills, the Dao Charm of Wind was as free and unfettered as the wind itself. Wind could appear everywhere the air flowed.
An ordinary cultivator’s divine sense couldn’t possibly detect someone using such a technique.
However, this wasn’t hard for Su Yi.
He had countless ways of forcing his opponent to show himself, but he didn’t use any of them.
If he did, he ran a high risk of alarming his opponent, who might seize the opportunity to flee.
When someone who’d mastered the Dao Charm of Wind wanted to run, it was more than a little difficult to stop them.
Suddenly, the air around Su Yi filled with the faint howling of the wind.
“Die!” Someone bellowed explosively.
Practically simultaneously, beneath the onlookers’ flabbergasted gazes, thousands of streaks of purple radiance burst apart, like a rain of light or a purple meteor shower. Their glow blanketed heaven and earth.
This terrifying destructive energy covered Su Yi and the area around him completely.
There was no doubt about it; this was the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s killer move!
But it was then that Su Yi smiled. “I caught you.”
Boom!
His tall, lean figure stretched, and the purple light filling the sky burst and scattered.
Practically simultaneously, he leaped through the air and cut, using his finger as a sword.
A streak of clear sword qi flew through the air before suddenly transforming into countless smaller streaks, like a school of fish, which swept through the entire stretch of sky.
My sword wanders the ten directions, from the blue dome of heaven to the yellow springs below!
The Rejoicing Sword Sutra—Wandering the Ten Directions!
Countless sword scars appeared in the sky, leaving it with as many holes as a hornet’s nest. Streaks of sword qi crisscrossed, dense and tightly packed. It seemed there was no end to them.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Amidst the deafening booms, spear shadows overlapped in the sky, repeatedly blocking the sword qi slicing through the skies.
The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son was forced back into view.
It was as if he were faced with howling gales and a torrential downpour. Sword qi descended upon him from all sides, sharp and flashing with cold light, so bright the onlookers couldn’t even open their eyes.
However, the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son was no ordinary cultivator. Despite the onslaught, his purple spear blocked every attack coming his way, and he wasn’t at all injured.
But before he could fully neutralize this attack, Su Yi struck from afar, using his fingers as a sword.
The Rejoicing Sword Sutra, Splitting Mountains and Seas!
That terrifying?sword qi blanketed?heaven and earth, sweeping the skies with unstoppable momentum. Even watching from a distance, it filled onlookers’ hearts with despair.
“This is bad!” The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son completely lost his composure. When he tried to dodge, it was already too late; he could only take it head-on.
Clang!
Sword qi and purple spear clashed, and the resulting impact shook heaven and earth. The spear flew from the Holy Son’s grasp, and he flew back,?slamming into the dirt and leaving a deep hole in the ground.
Splurt!?He coughed up, and throughout his body, countless bones and tendons snapped. Soon he was covered in blood.
The entire area was deathly silent. Even the birds were quiet.
One slash, and Su Yi had heavily injured the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son!
Lian Lengyue and the other Deathbringer’s Gate cultivators’ scalps went numb. They felt as if they’d been plunged into an endless abyss.
“This Dao of the Sword… It’s a bit too fierce, isn’t it…?” The old blind man couldn’t help but gasp. He thought back to when he was in the Grain Avoidance Realm, and he couldn’t help but admit it:?back in the Netherworld, when I was at his cultivation, I could look down on most others my level. The Ghost Lantern Sarcophagus Bearers saw me as the type of talent that only appears once in a thousand years.
Yet I was obviously far inferior to the current Su Yi!
Meanwhile, Su Yi showed no mercy. He struck the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son once more, fully intent on ending him.
His tall, lean figure was the very picture of a banished immortal, with unstoppable, invincible momentum.
In the face of a life-or-death crisis, the Nirvanic?Winds?Holy Son gnashed his teeth and spat up a mouthful of blood.
Whoosh!
A streak of silver light flashed into being.
Upon closer inspection, it was a spirit pearl. Its surface was covered in strange and distorted Dao markings, and as it flew through the air, a terrifying, destructive aura spread out.
Su Yi’s pupils condensed, and he abruptly stopped his charge and retreated far away.
Boom!
The pearl exploded, the blast covering a thousand-foot radius. Terrifying silver flames soared into the sky, and the surging energy currents dispersed the layers of cloud hovering overhead.
When the smoke dissipated, the grand and luxurious palace, as well as its palace grounds, were gone. Only scorched earth remained.
That terrifying destructive power extended to even the onlookers. Lian Lengyue and the other Deathbringer’s Gate members were sent flying in all directions, and all of them cut sorry figures. All were heavily injured, and they screamed in agony.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to dodge; it was that they simply couldn’t dodge in time!
Su Yi stood in the air without so much as a hair out of place. However, his brow furrowed.
The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son actually seized that opening and escaped!