Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding looked around.

Streams of gold light formed colossal pillars that connected to the Sun Star above and the Earth Spirit Veins below, relying on the many Fourth-Order Spiritual Veins of the Great Sun Sword Sect and the accumulated Spiritual Power over the years, they erupted with a terrifying Divine Power pressure, an aura of Divine Soul as vast as mountains and seas.

Yes, it was Divine Power pressure.

He hung out every day in the Golden Palace with Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch and others; he could still distinguish what Divine Power pressure was.

”It’s just a pity...”

”You don’t seem to be a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.”

Jiang Ding looked towards the center of the formation and said indifferently, ”It seems you are at the early or mid-stage of Nascent Soul. You’ve just advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, battled with someone, and either fled in a sorry state or died, just like three thousand years ago, a desperate cur without a home.”

Many years ago, Jiang Ding had encountered a remnant soul of an old cultivator on Han Lin, who said he had met the Ancestor Master of the Great Sun Sword Sect, claiming him to be a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

Jiang Ding used to believe it was true.

Now, facing the truth, he could clearly say that the predecessor Dari Swordsman of that time was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, merely very easy to be misunderstood, highly misleading.

Because he could possibly kill a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense no longer touched the Broken Sword Tip.

”...”

The voice of weathered sighs paused.

”Cultivators of the Eastern Devil School still love to take advantage of their eloquence, with no change.”

He said indifferently.

”Advantage of eloquence?”

”The advantage of eloquence of the victor is not just rhetoric, but a statement of facts.”

Jiang Ding did not express agreement or disagreement, and pointed a finger towards the sky.

Boom!

The many cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Sect looked up at the sky in horror.

Space tumbled like ocean waves, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi stirred, and a massive silver puppet warship burst through the void, emerging from the deepest layers of space, exuding a fearsome pressure.

This aura made even Nascent Soul Immortals choke, pushing aside the pure killing intent and the will of annihilation that filled the surroundings.

Beautiful, graceful, powerful!

The Nascent Soul Monks of the Great Sun Sword Sect did not know what this was, having never encountered it, but it did not prevent them from thinking as much in their hearts.

This kind of beauty transcended the gulf between civilizations and was a common trait of human aesthetics.

’Alas,’

’Jianyang, you really are...’

Tianyang Immortal and others could not help but sigh for their old friend of the past.

Who else to provoke but the Dari Swordsman, even if he were a Golden Pill Monk.

”You are actually not in disguise?”

Astonishment came from within the great formation, ”You are actually the Dari Swordsman, but why are you still a Taoist disciple of the Eastern Devil School?”

”This doesn’t make sense!”

Just now, he had thought the disguise technique of the Eastern Devil School had reached such a pinnacle that it could impersonate the Dari Swordsman, deceive Hei, and seize the inheritance.

This Demon School has always been able to use many techniques beyond expectations, and they would emerge in a very short period of time.

”If you commit suicide, I can inform you,”

Jiang Ding stood on the deck of the Super Warship Great Sun, which had been upgraded to a supreme Nascent Treasure.

With a flick of his hand, the Taiqing Flying Sword fell into the main cannon of the super warship - the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon. Billions of electromagnetic faux lines expanded, the Spirit Particle Sonar locked on, Sword Intent locked on, Divine Soul locked on.

A terrible killing intent emerged between heaven and earth, leaving Nascent Soul Immortals with a black void in their Divine Souls, frozen and cold.

”Your name?”

Jiang Ding asked.

It was his polite upbringing, and it seemed also a part of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s etiquette.

”Mingguang,”

”My name is Mingguang.”

Out of courtesy, a cold voice came from the formation, followed by the vision of a resolute-looking young man whose eyes barely concealed a mad bloodthirstiness inside the formation.

”Mingguang Zi,”

”I am Jiang Ding; it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

”It’s such a pity you are now but a Sword Dao will born from the formation.”

Jiang Ding waved his hand.

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’...Locking on... Locking on...’

’Lock achieved!’

Boom!

Around the Super Warship Great Sun, Magnetic Cloud Formations expanded for thousands of miles, filled with dense clouds and loud blasts of thunder and lightning. Countless Electromagnetic Faux Lines enveloped the area, each line absolutely parallel, extending from positive to negative, never intersecting.

Jiang Ding’s Divine Soul merged with the Taiqing Flying Sword, streaking through the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon.

He passed one Electromagnetic Accelerator after another, each with seventy-two rings, totaling eighteen, perfectly consistent with the ultimate Nascent Treasure, the Heavenly Gang Electromagnetic Prohibition.

Through consecutive Electromagnetic Accelerators, his speed reached its limit!

In the world, everything—including the Immortals of Nascent Soul, the sound of the wind, clouds, voices—everything slowed down to a snail’s pace.

Only the frenzied young man within the brilliant golden Sword Formation watched indifferently.

Boom!

The Super Warship Great Sun unleashed a dazzling light.

Where the Sword-light went, it reached!

”Crude and simplistic, unfit to achieve greatness,”

Mingguang Zi said indifferently.

His eyes flashed, and a radiant flying sword appeared, carrying an ultimate intent of slaughter and annihilation. There was nothing else, as if the Sun Star Monarch descended upon the world during the end of times.

The moment the sword was unleashed, the Divine Soul merged with the heavens and the earth, becoming the master of the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, seizing the momentum of the universe, and crushing everything in its path.

The momentum of heaven and earth!

This is the difference between a Nascent Soul Cultivator and a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

At this Realm, upon shattering the Nascent and transforming into Divinity, the Primordial Spirit grows further, almost akin to an adult. The Divine Soul is greatly strengthened, scattered among the heavens and the earth, naturally forming the momentum of heaven and earth, crushing opponents effortlessly.

One must know, how can the strength of a single person hold a candle to the momentum of the world itself?

Both Flying Swords appeared similar to the Great Sun’s radiance, but there were many differences.

Mingguang Zi’s Great Sun represented the ultimate form of destruction and slaughter, embodying purity to its extremes, as though the Sun Star Monarch himself had awakened and descended upon humanity.

Jiang Dingzi’s Great Sun encompassed destruction, Forbidden Laws, scorching heat, and magnetic field disorder—more akin to some sort of nuclear fission or fusion phenomenon from a technological civilization than the sun itself.

”Crude and simplistic?”

”Ignorant.”

Jiang Ding laughed coldly, ”I don’t argue with people who don’t even have the most basic elementary school diploma.”

The similar yet vastly different Great Suns crossed paths again after thousands of years.

Boom!

Space tumbled and shattered, melting away.

The explosion obliterated dozens of miles in an instant, exposing the dark void beneath; the aftershock caused the peaks of the mountains of the Great Sun Sword Sect to break and collapse one after another.

A paradise of the Immortal Family turned into mortal enemies’ battleground.

Ding!

The moment they made contact, the Taiqing Flying Sword was struck as by lightning, its Spiritual Light flickering uncertainly as it was forced to rapidly retreat.

Inferior.

Far inferior.

The golden, destructive Great Sun, a pure essence of slaughter and ruin, appeared to be nothing but a Sword Qi condensed by a mere Formation Shadow. Yet, it emitted the true sound of metal clashing against metal, slowed down by a fraction as it swung towards the head of a distant youth in green robes.

One sword to annihilate all Techniques, nothing remained unbroken!

”You... are too weak!”

Mingguang Zi’s eyes began to show a tinge of crimson.

The next moment,

Boom!

Like a sea of stars, like a school of fish, the earth surged, waves of blue-gold Destruction Sword Qi emerged from the ground, exploding thunderously.

The heavens crumbled and the earth quaked, foundations of the Great Formation shattered, as did the nodes of the Formation Method.

The Great Sun Flying Sword that Mingguang Zi had sent out, wavered for a moment before collapsing into nothingness.

”You...”

”Had you sabotaged my Formation Method in advance?”

Mingguang Zi stared at the youth in green garments from afar, his intent to kill more ferocious than ever.

He had just awakened from projection and had not had time to notice before these Sword Qi suddenly erupted, catching him completely off guard.

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