Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1254: Sword of the Great Sun Destruction Rule

In the boundless starry sky, a thunder tribulation cloud spanning a hundred thousand kilometers covered the heavens and blotted out the Great Sun, eclipsing all starlight.

Jiang Ding stood amidst the dark void, gazing at his Taiqing Flying Sword with eyes that carried a faint trace of affection and intimacy, as it chirped joyfully beneath the thundercloud.

This was his Life Flying Sword.

The anchor of his lifelong path; where the sword exists, he exists—if the sword perishes, so does he.

After years of brewing, the rules thunder permeated the entirety of the immense cloud, emanating a fearsome aura of destruction, as though intent on annihilating the variable that had suddenly broken through beneath the heavens.

At this moment, the Taiqing Flying Sword had also completed its breakthrough.

Amidst the five great orders—Forbidden Law, Elimination Method, Mutant, Electromagnetic, and Sword Dao—the Great Sun Destruction Order erupted into dazzling radiance, like the Great Sun suspended in the sky. With an ultimate leap, it transformed greatly, ascending from the Great Sun Destruction Order into the Great Sun Destruction Rule.

Great Sun Destruction Rule!

Under its radiant light, all entities across heaven and earth met their end: spaces collapsed, star rivers shattered, meteorites disintegrated, all beings perished, rules tore apart… In one singular moment of celestial maturity, destruction magnified limitlessly and gained its own will.

This rule-level annihilation, left unchecked, could completely obliterate an entire region, reducing it to a void where nothing exists.

Boom!

A purple-red rule thunder descended from the heavens with a deafening roar, wielding the name of rules to annihilate all variables beneath the celestial dome, returning the infinite cosmos to its former state.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword, upon witnessing the descent of the thunderbolts, radiated a sudden and brilliant sword-light.

The Great Sun Destruction Rule in that instant transformed into a tangible and immutable Great Sun. Ascending skyward, it resembled the legendary apocalyptic star—its destructive light illuminated the heavens and the starry river.

The Heavenly Punishment Rule Thunder collided with the Destruction Rule Sun.

In the brief instant when the two forces made contact, the cosmos seemed to fall into an ephemeral stillness. The immense power of the rules collided, distorting the perception of time and space for all beings, as if forcibly stripping away a moment from existence.

Boom!

In the moment of their collision, space and universal rules swelled violently; the light became infinitely resplendent, blindingly radiant, blazing like a furnace that obscured all vision and annihilated all attempts at detection through Divine Sense.

Heaven and earth fell into a vast, desolate murk—nothing else remained.

Crash…

It felt like an eternity had passed before the booming sound arrived, shattering the fiery inferno of light.

Everything within the starry sky reappeared in the vision of all witnessing beings.

Within the thunder tribulation cloud, a Bluegold Flying Sword clashed fiercely with a bolt of Rule Thunder, the spectacle terrifying to behold.

With every motion, the two forces annihilated a space tens of thousands of kilometers wide. The Heavenly Dao Rules suffered relentless destruction under the onslaught of the Great Sun Destruction Rule and Rule Thunder, leaving the vast starry skies devoid of order. Chaos ensued, presenting astounding inversions of up and down, intersections of light and darkness—reality dissolved into fantastical phenomena with nothing remaining certain.

“Taiqing…”

Jiang Ding gazed quietly at his flying sword.

The sixth bolt of Heavenly Thunder Rule Thunder had now arrived. From initially slicing through thunderbolts with a single strike, the Taiqing Flying Sword now engaged in a balanced battle, exerting tremendous effort to break the thunder head-on.

Next came the seventh and eighth bolts of rule thunder!

The Taiqing Flying Sword fought bloodily amidst the clouds, shattering bolt after bolt of lightning. Its sword body, however, bore the marks of the fierce battle against the rule thunder—cracks and fractures marred its surface, the conflict utterly brutal.

Even Taiqing Spirit Iron and Magic Arts-Breaking Immortal Gold proved no longer indestructible under the ceaseless rule-level combat. They met life and death directly, battling with will and swordsmanship.

Despite the immense difficulty, bolstered by Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense and Mana infusion, the Taiqing Flying Sword never retreated.

It kept fighting. It kept clashing.

Eventually, this portion of the starry sky fell entirely into chaos, devoid of any order or rule. It was as though the cosmos had returned to the primordial moment of creation, with everything becoming a mystery once more.

Nobody could tell how much time had passed.

Suddenly, the intense clanging of battle stopped, and the hundred-thousand-kilometer thundercloud began dissipating, growing fainter bit by bit, allowing traces of starlight to pierce through.

Stars once again shone upon the starry sky, restoring the breathtaking beauty of the infinite cosmos for all to behold.

“Is it… over? Has the Void Refining Treasure Tribulation been transcended?”

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch and others held their breath.

The hazy, chaotic space gradually cleared; shattered Heavenly Dao Rules began mending, and all barriers vanished, revealing the Bluegold Flying Sword within the starry sky.

It was diminutive, merely three feet in length. In the cosmic scale of tens or hundreds of kilometers, it seemed insignificant—a mere speck of dust, unlikely visible even through an astronomical telescope.

Yet, whenever beings cast their gaze toward this point, it inevitably fell upon the sword.

It was as though a dread behemoth had emerged within the cosmos, its overwhelming presence blanketing the heavens. None could ignore its existence, naturally becoming the center of the starry skies. Within this small sword body lay an almost black-hole-like terrifying mass.

To the Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs whose Divine Sense was more acute, the mere sight of the Taiqing Flying Sword provoked their bodies and Divine Souls to tremble, as if they had glimpsed an incomprehensibly terrifying entity—a force that governed their life and death. Not the slightest thought of resistance entered their minds.

Rules!

Here, existed a clearly defined and palpable power of rules!

All were overwhelmed by the fearsome aura, treating it as an existential threat, entirely overlooking the crisscrossing cracks on the Taiqing Flying Sword, which contained lingering traces of the Heavenly Tribulation Rule Thunder—its presence feeble and frail.

Clang!

In an instant, Taiqing reversed and descended before the green-clothed youth, affectionately brushing his cheek before merging into the center of his brow and vanishing from sight.

In the starry sky, only a green-clothed youth remained.

Surrounding him, the fragmented space and chaotic order started to mend; the cosmic star river returned to its previous appearance, eternal and unchanging—even a Refining Nothingness Cultivator could not alter it permanently.

Clang!

A symphony of Sword Qi reverberated around Jiang Ding, his aura rising constantly, advancing unstoppably as his Mana and Divine Sense swiftly expanded.

Within his Elixir Field, the Mana roared within his Qi Sea, already nearing a third of its limit. A powerful surge struck against the invisible yet firm bottleneck, tearing through it and pouring freely into a new domain.

Jiang Ding’s aura soared once more.

Evidently, under the influence of the Taiqing Flying Sword’s breakthrough, his Divine Sense and Mana were impacted, triggering an early advancement as he ascended to the mid-stage of Spirit Transformation!

Everything flowed naturally; there had never truly been a bottleneck—it was merely ahead of schedule by a few decades.

Jiang Ding’s surging aura momentarily destabilized before promptly stabilizing.

“Mid-stage Spirit Transformation…”

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

He calmed the still-turbulent star river, transforming into a dazzling streak of sword-light and heading toward the Xianmen Sect.

His speed had increased dramatically compared to before, to the extent that even Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs could not lock onto his position with their Divine Sense, let alone attack—such was the terrifying disparity.

“I wonder, how do I compare now to the Heavenly Sword Sword Son?”

“Could I now have the qualification to look upon his back…”

A thought surfaced within Jiang Ding’s mind, a thread of killing intent quietly emerging, subtle yet rooted deep within his bones.