Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1625 - 1626: Revealing One’s Identity

Chapter 1625: Chapter 1626: Revealing One’s Identity

The Sword Dao and the Martial Way were meant to be two separate paths. After embarking on cultivation, though there were some who excelled in martial arts, it was mostly used for self-defense and emergencies. More often, practitioners relied on techniques, Daoist incantations, or sect-style swordsmanship like the Thirty-Six Heavenly Qi-breaking Sword Technique.

However, the martial arts within the Supreme Daoist Scripture were, without exception, purely martial arts. They could be driven by True Qi or equally by Mana.

Previously, Su Chengyu’s realm had not been high enough to perceive the distinction between the two clearly. Now, he understood exceedingly well just how ingenious it was to seamlessly integrate two entirely different paths into a single expression.

The world knows that strength can attest to the Dao.

Yet, the martial arts from the Supreme Daoist Scripture follow a unique and secluded path, transforming Dao into strength.

This was not simply about enabling cultivators to wield swordsmanship akin to a martial artist’s might. More importantly, it allowed martial artists to harmonize more profoundly with the world and grasp the concept of attesting to the Dao with strength more swiftly.

"Neither coming nor going!"

Sword momentum swept like the wind, and the figure of the Su Clan Martial God moved with ethereal grace. Su Chengyu’s Divine Sense momentarily lost track of the opponent’s position, sensing only endless Sword Qi swirling as Gang Wind enveloped him from all directions.

Bai Qiu had seen this move before. Knowing she couldn’t locate the opponent’s figure, she turned to Su Chengyu and spoke.

"Don’t you know this technique too? Where on earth is this person hiding?"

Su Chengyu gave no response, his expression grim.

Indeed, his understanding of the Supreme Hollow Void Sword was considerable. He had nurtured a golden miniature figure within his body that tirelessly evolved martial arts day and night, giving him personal insight into the swordsmanship and sword momentum.

Yet, solely in terms of the Supreme Hollow Void Sword, Su Chengyu had to admit he was far inferior to the Martial God before him. Coupled with the disparity in realm, the prospect of locating the opponent concealed amidst the raging Sword Qi seemed an impossibility.

"These Sword Qi can’t be infinite."

"No kidding. But their realm is higher than mine—you think I have the strength to dispel all this Sword Qi?"

Bai Qiu retorted irritably.

"Let me try."

Su Chengyu’s words made Bai Qiu immediately frown. She could sense that Su Chengyu’s current strength had indeed grown compared to their last meeting in Qinling. But at best, he was nearing the Pinnacle of the Nascent Soul Realm, still far from entering the Void. She couldn’t understand the basis for his confidence.

Taking a deep breath, Su Chengyu gripped the Dragon Slayer Sword tightly.

Since the shattering of the Thousand-Mile Mountain and River Map, Su Chengyu had been curious about what his grandfather, Su Linyuan, had truly left behind for him.

His grandfather’s dying words and advice were etched deep in his memory. But the cryptic declaration that everything else he had left would belong to Su Chengyu—this, he had never grasped.

Until today. Until now. Facing the Su Clan Martial God wielding the Supreme Hollow Void Sword technique, the sealed memories within Su Chengyu’s Sea of Consciousness finally surfaced.

It wasn’t any spoken words. Nor was it some game-changing trump card.

What emerged in Su Chengyu’s mind was merely the image of an old man practicing martial arts fluidly atop a lone peak.

In this vision, the eighty-one martial arts of the Supreme Daoist Scripture flashed through Su Chengyu’s mind. Their intricacies not only exceeded his comprehension but surpassed anything he had ever witnessed.

Clearly, there was no support from Mana or True Qi—only the simplest, most unadorned execution of martial arts.

On the lone peak, the elder’s figure bordered on becoming one with the Dao.

"The Supreme Hollow Void Sword isn’t meant to be used like that."

Su Chengyu spoke calmly. Among the endless Sword Qi, he identified a sliver of clarity.

The barely detectable fissure, like a thread, appeared before Su Chengyu—delicate and fragile.

With steady hands, the Dragon Slayer Sword seemed to possess eyes, dodging countless Sword Qi and Sword Qi-breaking winds while precisely cleaving the thread into two.

Boom!

A tremendous roar echoed. The Sword Qi suspended in the air instantly erupted chaotically. Countless Sword Qi collided furiously among themselves, no longer under the control of the Su Clan Martial God, and consumed one another.

As the frenzy of Sword Qi collapsed, the figure of the Su Clan Martial God finally emerged before them.

Bai Qiu did not hesitate. Reacting quickly, she appeared behind the opponent in an instant and struck toward the Qi Sea with full force.

Bang!

The figure of the Su Clan Martial God was sent flying by the surprise attack. The backlash from the Sword Qi, combined with Bai Qiu’s all-out assault, finally inflicted genuine injury upon this Seventh Grade Martial Emperor.

Chaotic Inner Breath surged upward as blood escaped uncontrollably from his mouth.

Yet the Su Clan Martial God seemed indifferent to all this. He stared at Su Chengyu intently, speaking in disbelief.

"How did you perceive the flaw in my sword technique?"

"Care to guess?"

Su Chengyu replied softly, his mind still replaying the vision of Su Linyuan on the lone peak revealing the Dao.

The Su Clan Martial God squinted his eyes, fixedly gazing at Su Chengyu. "You don’t just understand the martial arts of the Su Clan... you even master them? This cannot be something the Quanzhen Sect taught you. The half of the Supreme Daoist Scripture they hold doesn’t include the Supreme Hollow Void Sword!"

"Is that so? That part I truly don’t know. But your swordsmanship, to be honest, is far inferior to what I’ve seen."

The Su Clan Martial God’s eyes widened as he swung his sword fiercely. A mountain-splitting Sword Qi surged directly toward Su Chengyu.

Yet, at that moment, the seemingly unstoppable Sword Qi appeared riddled with flaws in Su Chengyu’s eyes.

Heavy but slow. Overwhelmingly powerful yet disconnected from the harmony of heaven and earth...

As the Dragon Slayer Sword clashed gently against the Sword Qi, the once formidable force instantly dissipated like a punctured balloon, scattering aimlessly into the air.

With one decisive move, Su Chengyu confirmed his doubts. Incensed, the Su Clan Martial God bellowed.

"Su Chengyu! Who exactly are you?"

Bai Qiu, aware of Su Chengyu’s lineage, glanced at him with confusion, not understanding why he would reveal so many clues to the opponent. Yet in the next moment, she grasped it entirely.

From the ground beneath their feet, multicolored radiance blossomed, enveloping all three individuals completely.

The Five-Colored Divine Light shimmered as a bracelet hovered upwards and returned to Su Chengyu’s hand. The Su Clan Martial God, sensing the sudden transformation, instinctively tried to flee, only to realize that even his strength couldn’t break free from the circle of Five-Colored Divine Light surrounding him.

"Why so hasty, senior? Didn’t you wish to uncover my identity? Leaving now is akin to what you did years ago—letting my grandfather go, releasing the tiger back into the mountains and the dragon into the seas!"

Upon hearing Su Chengyu’s words, the Su Clan Martial God—if he had any lingering doubts—finally fully understood. Pointing his sword at Su Chengyu, he roared.

"You... you are the descendant of the traitor Su Linyuan!"

Moments earlier, Su Chengyu had still been smiling. But upon hearing those words, his expression turned icy as he retorted coldly.

"Addressing grandfather by name? Do you think you’re worthy?"