Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1272: The Immortal Decapitating Sword

Chapter 1272: Chapter 1272: The Immortal Decapitating Sword

"Isn’t that Su Chengyu also agreed?"

Cang Xue obviously still couldn’t quite accept it, speaking somewhat defiantly.

Beside her, Qian Jun, who had already grasped the situation, said, "Whether to kill or not is one thing, but daring to risk one’s life is another matter altogether. You’ve been through life-and-death situations before—don’t tell me you still don’t understand this basic principle?"

Cang Xue bit her lower lip tightly. Naturally, she understood Qian Jun’s point, but deep down there was still some part of her that found it hard to accept this reality.

Looking towards the stage, she still held anticipation for the changing tides of the battle.

However, everything unfolded just as Xu Zijing had predicted—the clash between the two was completely one-sided.

The assertive Su Chengyu was extremely ruthless, primarily using close-quarters combat, complemented by techniques that completely overwhelmed Zhao Shijue, leaving him with no leeway to retaliate.

Despite having the strength at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, the level Zhao Shijue displayed was not only below transcending realms; it was even embarrassing within his own realm.

"What a disappointment."

An elderly man who had accompanied Zhao Shijue softly voiced his thoughts, his eyes not concealing the pity he felt for Zhao Shijue.

"I really don’t understand why my senior brother would take on such a useless disciple."

Like Master Chang Chun, the elderly man also originated from Quanzhen Sect, or at least he once did.

From the same generation as Master Chang Chun, who had become the Director of the Imperial Observatory and was once renowned throughout the land, the elder was now nearly forgotten by the younger generation.

"It looks like this kid is hopeless. In the end, it seems I’m the one who needs to step up and solve my senior brother’s problem."

The older man scratched his neck, looking nothing like a revered figure with his hooligan-like demeanor, making it hard to see any hint of a lofty presence.

His gaze fell upon the stage, watching Zhao Shijue retreat again and again, already on the brink of defeat, knowing that he had no choice but to intervene.

Long Winter True Man differed from the three great true men of Quanzhen Sect, or to be precise, from all the Daoists of Quanzhen Sect.

He practiced his cultivation not inquiring about heaven and earth, but only about life and death. Daoist method, technique, and swordsmanship—everything he cultivated and did had only one purpose: to kill.

During the great chaos in Xia Country a hundred years ago, he had left behind the notorious "Ten Assassinations of Long Winter."

Half of them were about transcending realms to slay demons, and the other half...

To kill with the sword in the Hollow Realm, to kill with techniques against the Martial God, to kill with the Tao against the Demon Lords, to kill with strength against demon spirits, and to kill the Earth Immortals upon death!

And he was the only person in Xia Country in nearly a hundred years who, in the Hollow Realm, had managed to slay a Land Immortal!

Although it was not solely his doing, even if it was just a coup de grâce, being able to execute a killing sword strike against a Land Immortal in the Hollow Realm was enough to show how deep his understanding of the art of killing was.

Now, this legendary Daoist who had been expelled from Quanzhen Sect and had not been seen for decades, was setting his sights on Su Chengyu.

A faint killing intent surfaced, and in the instant the Eight Trigrams Magic Sword appeared behind him, a surge of energy suddenly locked onto the elder.

"Oh? Have I been discovered?"

"Long Winter elder, before the life-and-death duel concludes, outside parties must not interfere."

"I know, I’m just waiting for them to finish, aren’t I?"

Ye Qingci frowned and continued, "If the battle concludes and the elder wishes to intervene, then the Demon Slayer Department will certainly not turn a blind eye."

"Oh? You’re trying to use the Demon Slayer Department to intimidate me?"

"Just offering a word of advice to the elder."

"Hmph! Advice? When I, Long Winter, wish to take a life, not even the Heavenly Son himself can stop me! Today I intend to see him dead—who can prevent it?"

Seeing that his presence had already been exposed, Long Winter no longer attempted to hide and rose to his feet, drawing the Eight Trigrams Sword from its sheath in a single motion.

Countless Eight Trigrams inscriptions appeared under the vast sky, each filled with rampant Sword Qi. The interwoven reality and illusions of innumerable strands of Sword Qi were all locked on Su Chengyu, fully unleashed.

"You know why I was able to slay an Earth Immortal back then? It’s because of my sword technique. Within ten steps, neither gods nor ghosts can stand against it!"

Had anyone else made such a claim, it would have been met with nothing but scorn.

An Earth Immortal, the gulf between mortals and Immortals, as distinct as clouds from mud!

Not to mention unbeatable, even getting close would be almost impossible.

But when these words came from Long Winter’s mouth, no one dared to question their veracity.

Of course, a real Earth Immortal could effortlessly prevent Long Winter from approaching within ten steps, and could slay him thousands of times over in the process.

But Su Chengyu was fully engaged in combat with Zhao Shijue and had no time to spare for anything else, let alone for Long Winter’s approaching presence.

The vast Sword Qi that locked onto Su Chengyu allowed him no avenue of escape. Even his Divine Sense was wholly confined within a small patch of the world, with no place to hide and utterly unable to sense from where the Sword Qi might strike his body.

Is this an attack of the Hollow Realm?

Su Chengyu was shaken internally; he dared not claim that the might of this sword had reached the Land Immortal Realm.

But he was certain that even if a real Hollow Void Immortal stood here, they would have no chance of retaliation against this vast Sword Qi!

"Junior Ye Qingci dares to experience Senior’s Immortal Decapitating Sword!"

Amidst the heavens, the voice of Ye Qingci rang out. Below the vast sky filled with Eight Trigrams Sword Qi, the Splitting Heaven Sword pierced into it. In an instant, as if gaining vision, the Sword Qi locked onto Ye Qingci entirely.

Watching this scene from the sidelines, Long Winter chuckled lightly, "Kid, since you’re so determined to seek death, I can’t help you. It’s a pity, all good talents wasted."

Others might not discern Ye Qingci’s condition, but how could Long Winter fail to notice?

Ye Qingci, who had not received the gift of the Heavenly Tribulation for ascension, had the realm of an Earth Immortal, but her body was fundamentally different from that of an ordinary Earth Immortal.

If it were just Ye Qingci alone, she could naturally avoid his sword, but if she intended to shield Su Chengyu so that not a single strand of Sword Qi could harm him, that would be courting death!

Long Winter could not fathom, nor could he understand, what made Ye Qingci think she could withstand his sword.

"Then die, all of you."

As Long Winter’s words fell, he tapped the true Eight Trigrams Sword in his hand. The vast Sword Qi, without any further hesitation, hurled itself toward Ye Qingci.

Enveloped in the midst, Su Chengyu, also sensing something amiss, was just about to say something when a surge of Qi from Ye Qingci suddenly landed on him.

Startled, the Dragon Slayer Sword in his Sea of Consciousness was instantly pulled and landed in Ye Qingci’s hand; the two swords merged once again, and Ye Qingci, alone, collided with the Sword Qi!

Boom!

A great cloud of dust erupted overhead, and Su Chengyu’s Divine Sense could no longer detect what had happened by his side.

The only thing he could perceive was countless strands of Sword Qi flashing by him, severing close to him in an instant. Su Chengyu realized that just a moment ago, he had tread the thin line between life and death not just once, but hundreds of times!

Slowly looking up, he saw the hem of Ye Qingci’s clothing also affected slightly, and a shallow wound on her face that was rapidly healing. Clearly, even though Ye Qingci had blocked the sword, Long Winter had caused her great trouble.

"You... blocked it?"

Staring at Ye Qingci, who had only suffered minor injuries, Long Winter still found it unbelievable as he spoke.

Ye Qingci, with a frigid gaze, responded to Long Winter, "Real Man, sorry to disappoint, but although I am not well-versed in the art of killing, I do have some understanding of the Sword Dao."