First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1647 - Captives

“He won!”

“Su Yi killed Yin Beiwu!”

“Haha! The Immortal Realm has this Immortal-Demon Deathmatch in the bag!”

The Immortal Realm’s camp completely boiled over. Many of the onlookers cheered and whooped for joy.

Those Immortal Lords here to participate in the deathmatch smiled broadly. They were now completely reassured.

Admittedly, it wasn’t over yet. Yin Beiwu was dead, but the demons of the Beyond had two Demon Nobles yet to fight. Still, neither of them could influence the big picture. There was no need for the Immortal Lords to risk themselves any further!

Those who’d bet on the demons’ victory were completely dumbstruck. They all stood there in a daze, unsure whether to celebrate the Immortal Realm’s victory or mourn their lost wagers.

The Immortal Kings were jubilant, and they felt a massive weight lift from their shoulders.

Over the past three hundred years, the Immortal Realm had lost seven out of eight Immortal-Demon Deathmatches. It was a humiliating, pathetic reality; just thinking about it made them feel stifled.

But now, all of that stifled humiliation had vanished into thin air. They could finally hold their heads up high!

“Earlier, Yin Beiwu broke the rules of the Immortal-Demon Deathmatch, using treasures far beyond the Demon Noble level. Even though he’s been executed, we absolutely cannot simply let this go!” one of the Immortal Kings said gravely.

“That’s right. We demand an explanation!” another Immortal King said with seething murderous intent.

Earlier, Yin Beiwu used a forbidden secret treasure, the Crescent Moon Pupil. It was strong enough to threaten the lives of Immortal Kings. If Su Yi hadn’t had means of countering it, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

“This incident...” Pei Hongjing was about to say something when he suddenly sensed something, and his expression shifted dramatically. “This is bad!”

He rose without the slightest hesitation and charged out of the Seventh Gate of Heaven.

On the distant Bloodthirsty Plains, Demon King Yin Xiaotian had charged into the battlefield. He was headed right for Su Yi!

It had all happened so fast. Who could have imagined that a terrifying Demon King like Yin Xiaotian would disregard the rules and attack Su Yi before the Immortal-Demon Deathmatch even ended?

Boom!

Heaven and earth changed color, and everything in between dimmed.

Yin Xiaotian shifted through the sky and struck ruthlessly. The explosive power of a Demon King manifested a hand so enormous that it blotted out the sun. It descended upon Su Yi swathed in monstrous silver flames.

“Die!” roared Yin Xiaotian.

The originally joyous immortals fell silent. This sudden development left everyone stunned.

It happened so quickly that despite rushing out of the Seventh Gate of Heaven, Pei Hongjing couldn’t possibly get there in time.

But Su Yi seemed to have anticipated this. When Yin Xiaotian arrived, Su Yi’s figure flashed and disappeared into thin air.

Boom——!

A massive chasm appeared where he’d been standing just moments prior. Dirt and fragments of rock melted on impact. That terrifying force was enough to make the onlookers’ scalps go numb with fright,

But in the end, it hit nothing but air.

Su Yi had long since re-entered the barrier manifested of Immortal Laws. He was entirely unharmed; his robes weren’t even dirty.

The immortals sighed in relief.

Pei Hongjing was the first to rush to Su Yi’s side. He asked in concern, “Fellow Daoist Su, you’re not hurt, are you?”

Su Yi shook his head, then gazed at the distant Yin Xiaotian and sighed. “Just as I thought. You Silvermoon Demons are just as shameless as before.”

Yin Xiaotian glowered furiously. “Little wretch! Do you really think hiding behind the Seventh Gate of Heaven’s barrier means I can’t kill you?”

Off in the distance, the other Demon Kings joined him with terrifying momentum. All of them glared hatefully at Su Yi, and all of them overflowed with murderous intent.

But in the end, none of them dared to attack the Seventh Gate of Heaven’s barrier.

“Yin Xiaotian, this is an Immortal-Demon Deathmatch, and you’re breaking the rules. Are you sore losers?” Garrison Master Shen Qingshi said expressionlessly. His voice traveled throughout the surrounding area.

The other Immortal Kings shouted in fury too. All of them were beside themselves with rage.

Who’d have thought a lofty Demon King of the Silvermoon Demon Race would attack a junior? “Shameless” was insufficient to describe such behavior. He was blatantly disregarding everyone in the Immortal Realm’s camp!

“The rules?” Yin Xiaotian burst into laughter, but his smile was sinister. “We of the Spirit Domain initiated the Immortal-Demon Deathmatch, and we set the rules. I decide who’s right and who’s wrong!”

The crowd burst into uproar.

Throughout the Seventh Gate of Heaven, the onlookers were righteously indignant. They couldn’t suppress their fury. Who could have failed to realize that the demons of the Beyond didn’t care about the rules at all?

Demon scum! You can’t trust them at all!

Garrison Master Shen Qingshi’s expression turned unsightly. “Yin Xiaotian, your actions have brought shame on the nine great races of the Spirit Domain. You’re only going to make us look down on you!”

Yin Xiaotian laughed coldly. “The winner is a king, and the loser is a bandit. Might makes right! If you’ve got the balls, leave your barrier and fight me!”

His voice boomed like thunder, resounding throughout heaven and earth.

The Immortal Kings exchanged glances. Yin Xiaotian’s bluster had intimidated just about everyone watching from the Seventh Gate of Heaven.

“Afraid?” Yin Xiaotian laughed coldly.

Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh. “The old-timer’s obviously just a fool who can’t do anything but shout aggressively. If he were really capable, he’d break into the Seventh Gate of Heaven and fight us here.”

Pei Hongjing laughed too. “That’s indeed the case. He thinks we’re so easily provoked? Ludicrous!”

“Let’s go.” Su Yi turned to leave. At his current level, he wouldn’t be afraid to duke it out with Yin Xiaotian if he drew on his trump cards.

But he wouldn’t be up against Yin Xiaotian alone; five other Demon Kings were eyeing him hungrily.

Su Yi naturally wasn’t stupid enough to risk it given the circumstances.

“I’ll have you dead before the day is through, you little wretch!” Yin Xiaotian said with staunch conviction.

Su Yi stopped, turned to look at him, and said with conviction, “That so?”

But Yin Xiaotian ignored Su Yi and looked at the garrison master. “Shen Qingshi, give us the boy, and I promise the nine great races of the Spirit Domain won’t attack the Seventh Gate of Heaven for a thousand years!”

The immortals couldn’t help but laugh. He thinks he can threaten us into giving up Su Yi? He’s simply dreaming!

Shen Qingshi said flatly, “The Seventh Gate of Heaven hasn’t maintained the peace all these years by capitulating to our enemies!”

Yin Xiaotian laughed. “Don’t speak in absolutes. Let’s negotiate; all I want is that little wretch’s life.”

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a white bone lamp floated into the air. There was a man reflected inside, and he was thoroughly covered in chains.

“Do you recognize this person?” Yin Xiaotian gazed at the Cloudy Dome Immortal Platform.

After a brief examination, Shen Qingshi’s brow furrowed, but he didn’t recognize the hostage.

However, Pei Hongjing looked stricken. He couldn’t help but blurt, “Martial Uncle Wei Zhong?!?”

The crowd was instantly in uproar. Wei Zhong! The previous garrison master of the Seventh Gate of Heaven, and a high elder of Blue Cliff Academy. He’d protected the Seventh Gate of Heaven for almost thirty thousand years!

The Seventh Gate of Heaven was a dangerous place. Demons of the Beyond attacked frequently, but not one demon expert had made it past the Seventh Gate of Heaven under Wei Zhong’s leadership!

Eighteen thousand years ago, the City of Ten Thousand Stars changed. Some of its experts left the Seventh Gate of Heaven and ventured into the Bloodthirsty Plains.

Wei Zhong suspected that they’d actually joined their enemies, so he led a group of experts to pursue and kill these traitors. There’d been no word of him since. Rumor had it that the demons had killed him.

No one would have guessed that Wei Zhong was still alive, and furthermore, that the demons were holding him captive inside a white bone lamp!

“Garrison Master Wei Zhong?” Shen Qingshi’s expression shifted. The other Immortal Kings were stunned too; none of them had anticipated this.

“That’s right. This is none other than Wei Zhong, the former Garrison Master of the Seventh Gate of Heaven!” Yin Xiaotian said coldly. “I’ll trade you the life of an Immortal King for the life of a Universe Realm youngster. Isn’t that generous of me?”

Deathly silence ensued. Everyone instinctively glanced at Shen Qingshi.

Shen Qingshi took a deep breath, then looked at Pei Hongjing. “His Excellency Wei Zhong is a member of Blue Cliff Academy, and Brother Pei is its dean. We must ask him first!”

Pei Jinghong’s expression was ashen. He said with staunch determination, “There’s no need to even discuss this! I trust that if Martial Uncle Wei could hear us, he’d staunchly refuse to trade Fellow Daoist Su’s life for his own!”

His voice resounded throughout the firmament. Everyone was moved; Pei Hongjing’s righteousness left them stunned.

Shen Qingshi furrowed his brow and sighed. “The day I became the new garrison master, I stood before the Stele of Heaven’s Will and swore that if His Excellency Wei Zhong had been killed, I’d avenge him, and that if he lived, I’d do everything in my power to bring him home alive.”

“What?” Pei Hongjing flew into a rage. “You can’t seriously want to use Fellow Daoist Su’s life to compromise with demons?”

Shen Qingshi shook his head. “You’ve misunderstood, Brother Pei. As the garrison master of the Seventh Gate of Heaven, how could I do something so unjust and inhumane?”

From beginning to end, Su Yi just watched and said nothing at all. He was actually curious to see what Yin Xiaotian would offer and how he would threaten the higher-ups of the Seventh Gate of Heaven.

Similarly, he was curious to see what the higher-ups would decide. Their stance would determine Su Yi’s response!

“What? Is the life of your former garrison master not enough?” Yin Xiaotian laughed coldly. “Very well. I’ll just have to go out and make you offer the little wretch up of your own accord!”

With that, he waved his sleeves through the air.

Whoosh~

One lamp after another floated into the air, ten in total.

Each white bone lamp held a captive. Some were male, some were female, but all of them were thoroughly chained.

And when they saw the captives clearly, everyone in the Seventh Gate of Heaven was in uproar.