Chapter 107: A Name on the Heavenly Ranking List
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On the southwestern frontier stood three commanderies and three sects: the Profound Qi Sect of Linhai Commandery, the Profound Body Sect of Yangchuan Commandery, and the Profound Soul Sect of Qingmu Commandery.
Together, the three commanderies contained forty-eight cities.
Groups of cultivators arrived one after another, charging into the mines and slaughtering their way through.
Within a single day, countless cultivators and commoners were rescued, surging out from the underground tunnels.
The deathly silence that had engulfed the forty-eight cities gradually faded, and life slowly returned.
“There aren’t any formidable demon cultivators at all. Are we supposed to fight our way into the deep sea?” a cultivator said above Yangchuan Commandery.
On the ground, millions of mortal cultivators were returning to the cities.
“Exactly! They’re nothing but small fry. How much contribution can killing them possibly earn us?”
“We rescued so many people, yet we still can’t make the Heavenly Ranking!”
The people in the sky grumbled among themselves.
Suddenly, a cultivator flew in from afar.
When everyone recognized him, they hurriedly clasped their hands in greeting.
The cultivator kept both hands behind his back. An old, battered sword hung at his waist. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived before them.
“Lang Fengchun of Vast Ocean City!” someone exclaimed softly.
The newcomer was tall and broad-shouldered, with rugged features.
Beneath his thick brows, his large eyes shone with lively brilliance.
“Greetings, Fellow Daoist Lang!”
“Fellow Daoist Lang, the demon cultivators here are all small fry. Could it be that we’re supposed to fight our way into the deep sea?”
“With Fellow Daoist Lang here—the very man known in Vast Ocean City as the One-Sword Cleaver of Heaven—even entering the deep sea is entirely possible!”
The crowd spoke noisily as he approached.
Lang Fengchun had no trace of arrogance. Smiling, he said, “They’re all small fry? Heh. Someone frightened them away.”
“What? Impossible!”
“Could it have been one of the Four Supremes?”
Lang Fengchun shook his head. “Zeng Ziping has only just arrived in Linhai Commandery, while Mo Yutang and Kun Yixiao went northwest.”
The crowd was baffled.
The four great prodigies of Vast Ocean City were all absent. Who else could have accomplished such a feat?
A look of yearning appeared in Lang Fengchun’s eyes.
“That cultivator slew the demon cultivators of an entire city with a single sword strike. That one strike alone terrified nearly every ordinary demon cultivator, sending them fleeing back into the deep sea. Truly formidable!”
Silence.
Shock.
More than a hundred young prodigies stood staring at him, their mouths slightly agape.
Could such a thing really be possible?
Everyone present dared to call themselves a young prodigy. In their respective territories, they were all renowned figures.
But who was this cultivator?
“You still don’t know?” Lang Fengchun said. “At present, there is only one name on the Heavenly Ranking!”
The crowd slowly recovered and nodded one after another.
By the time they had arrived, nearly all the demon cultivators had already fled.
Even those who remained were nothing more than a few insignificant stragglers.
Though they had slain them, such meager achievements were unlikely to earn them a place on the Heavenly Ranking.
There was only one name.
That was perfectly normal.
“Who?” the crowd asked in unison.
“Su Yizhao!”
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Everyone shook their heads.
Suddenly, someone cried out in astonishment, “It’s him?”
The crowd turned toward the speaker. The cultivator said, “Su Yizhao of Backer City—the so-called Brothel Swordsman!”
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In the deep sea, Su Yizhao clung tightly to the seafloor.
Damn it!
There really was a trap!
He had pursued his quarry for three thousand miles into the deep sea.
The demon cultivator had vanished without a trace, yet Su Yizhao had discovered countless demon cultivators radiating immense auras racing toward the shore.
He did not dare move.
He did not even dare recklessly extend his spiritual sense.
Fortunately, those demon cultivators remained on the surface and had not ventured into the depths.
Suddenly, his eyelids twitched violently. His body vanished in an instant and reappeared thirty feet away.
At the spot where he had been lying, the void split open. A golden scale spun downward, slicing through the water.
Crack!
The solid reef broke cleanly in two as easily as flowing water.
Su Yizhao broke into a cold sweat.
He turned his head.
Directly ahead, the demon cultivator was watching him with a sinister smile.
“Your reflexes are fast!”
The moment the demon cultivator spoke, its expression changed drastically.
A streak of sword light had already reached its brow.
It jerked its head aside, while a golden scale instantly appeared before the sword light.
Clang!
The sword light struck the scale and slid away.
The demon cultivator’s eyes filled with astonishment.
One person, one move—and neither had gained the upper hand!
Su Yizhao’s thoughts stirred, and sword light suddenly burst forth.
The demon cultivator flexed its ten fingers, and the golden scale instantly disintegrated.
Thud, thud, thud...
The sword light dissipated, while the scales reassembled as one.
Su Yizhao’s expression darkened.
A void treasure!
Damn it. Who had claimed that the demon race was poor?
This was a demon cultivator who possessed a void treasure!
He rapidly formed hand seals. Five streaks of sword light shot forth in an instant. At the same time, countless vines suddenly emerged from the seawater around the demon cultivator, binding it in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the demon cultivator did not dare be careless. It hurriedly formed seals with both hands.
The palm-sized golden scale before it rapidly disintegrated.
In an instant, countless tiny scales glittering with golden light spun outward, slicing toward the vines.
Whish, whish, whish, whish...
The vines surrounding the demon cultivator were severed at once.
But by then, the five streaks of sword light had already reached its face.
Su Yizhao softly shouted, “Accelerate!”
The sword light vanished instantly.
“A divine ability?” the demon cultivator exclaimed. “Useless!”
Its head abruptly transformed. A gigantic golden dragon’s head appeared before Su Yizhao.
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Cling, cling, cling...
A rapid series of ringing sounds followed. The sword light scattered and returned fruitlessly.
Damn it!
A golden dragon!
What a massive one!
It could even withstand a divine ability. How was he supposed to fight this thing?
Su Yizhao turned and fled.
“Trying to escape? Then try my divine ability as well!”
The instant Su Yizhao turned around, a voice reached his ears.
His expression changed dramatically.
He felt the surrounding seawater freeze solid, leaving his body completely unable to move.
Whish, whish, whish...
The sound reached him, and his eyes filled with shock.
Countless tiny scales were slicing toward him from every direction!
This demon cultivator possessed a divine ability as well!
And that divine ability was most effective in seawater. No wonder it had lured him into the ocean.
Su Yizhao did not dare hesitate. His body swayed violently in place.
Whish, whish, whish...
Hundreds upon hundreds of golden scales spun rapidly as they sliced past.
Su Yizhao’s entire body shattered into fragments.
The demon cultivator’s expression changed in surprise.
Thirty feet away, Su Yizhao’s thoughts stirred, and ten thousand streaks of sword light instantly pierced toward it.
“Accelerate!”
The sword light merged into the seawater.
Cling, cling, cling...
When the sword light struck, the demon cultivator’s body was already covered in scales.
Amid the rapid ringing, drops of golden liquid slid from its body and melted into the deep sea.
Su Yizhao no longer held back.
The perfected Heaven and Earth Sword Art erupted with full force...
At the same time, the demonic prodigies and monsters of the deep sea surged toward the shore, while the human prodigies advanced to meet them.
On the southwestern frontier, the great slaughter between the two sides officially began.
Within Vast Ocean City, more and more names appeared on the Heavenly Ranking.
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of millions of cultivators across the continent, every publicly acknowledged prodigy and monster was listed one after another.
Their names gradually emerged from indistinct shadows, becoming clearer by the moment.
Their colors deepened from pale hues to dark crimson.
At times, the colors shifted. At times, the order changed.
Yet in the first row, at the very top, the three characters of Su Yizhao’s name remained unchanged, red as fresh blood.
The northwestern frontier.
Boom!
With a thunderous impact, a young cultivator withdrew his right fist and held it behind his back.
Directly ahead, thirty feet away, cracks slowly spread across the chest of a roughly dressed, burly man.
The young cultivator narrowed his eyes.
The cracks in the burly man’s chest slowly healed. He grinned at the young cultivator.
“Mo Yutang of Vast Ocean City? You’re nothing special! Sacrifice!”
The burly man swept out his right hand, and a gigantic python appeared from thin air.
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