Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1362: Chapter 1330 Great Sun Material Sword Soul

The Xianmen Sect cannot isolate itself, cannot close its doors, and must actively absorb the legacies and wisdom of all heavens and myriad worlds.

This is not a slogan, but a reality.

The Great Sun God Transformation Strategy emerged precisely out of such concerns—urgent, critical, and forged from the Great Sun Celestial Lord’s thousands of years of planning.

Though the Great Sun Celestial Lord and the Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch held different political viewpoints, they did not resort to curses or threats. Instead, each calmly presented their arguments, striving as much as possible to win the approval of the citizen representatives.

“Great Sun Celestial Lord, my question is…”

Jiang Ding faced one inquiry after another from the citizen representatives.

For years, this process unfolded with meticulous order, addressing myriad questions, no matter how trivial.

These reforms marked a pivotal moment for a domain-overlord force comprising over a hundred billion souls and would influence the political landscape for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years. No level of caution or thoroughness would be excessive; every aspect had to be rigorously considered.

Jiang Ding answered each query thoroughly, laid out the facts, spoke of risks and benefits, sparing no detail or concealment.

“The consultations are over.”

“Next, we shall proceed to vote.”

Yue made the announcement.

The subsequent voting segment among citizen representatives began under the supervision of the Central Array Spirit Computer. Votes were not anonymous; each representative chose between supporting or opposing the proposed reform.

The process concluded swiftly.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes briefly, before reopening them with a soft sigh.

The Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch’s expression turned grim.

“The votes are being tallied now…”

“Based on the citizen representatives’ voting,”

Yue announced solemnly, “the votes opposing the Great Sun Celestial Lord’s Great Sun God Transformation Strategy totaled: 2,754. The votes supporting the strategy totaled: 8,987. Approval rate: 79.4%, which exceeds the Xianmen Sect’s major agenda threshold of 60%.”

“I hereby declare that the Great Sun God Transformation Strategy is scheduled to enter its execution phase ten years from now!”

“Unless it demonstrates significant harm to the Xianmen Sect during execution, the strategy will not be terminated.”

“Now, onto the next agenda item. Representatives, please vote on the Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch’s proposal regarding ‘Revitalizing mid-tier manufacturing industries on the mother star under current conditions of rising population growth.’”

Yue presided over the citizen assembly, ensuring proceedings unfolded smoothly.

Yet, the atmosphere within the hall felt heavy.

Even the Great Sun Celestial Lord, along with many representatives who had cast affirmative votes, shared an inexplicable sense of bitterness in their hearts.

…

Time flowed on, and another four centuries passed unknowingly.

On this day, within the Great Sun Heavenly Pond where he had cultivated for untold years, the green-clothed youth slowly opened his eyes. The aura around him surged and strengthened rapidly before stabilizing once more.

“Late Truth-Transforming Stage…”

Jiang Ding murmured.

To him, cultivation at the God Transformation Phase posed no particular challenge. With time, his cultivation base incrementally ascended; bottlenecks held no meaning for him.

But this did not particularly delight him.

“Foundation.”

“I can feel that my foundation is far from perfect. At least compared to the foundational standards of recorded Sun Sword Disciples in Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s legacy, mine is crude and lacking.”

“This is not a foundation for transcendence beyond Harmonization!”

Jiang Ding sighed deeply.

Such imperfection meant that he would have to gamble with his life and tread risky waters when breaking through beyond Harmonization. Nothing here came with certainty.

Even slightly poor fortune would mean death and the dissipation of his Dao.

This was the harsh normalcy of the situation.

This was the limitation of the Xianmen Sect—and his own limitation—a trap of inevitability.

The cultivation method held a stark gap compared to Near Immortal-level forces in the Upper Realm, a disparity multiplied in terms of Divine Sense and Mana by several orders.

What does several times’ disparity in Mana and Divine Sense mean?

If everything else was equal—skills, sword intent, flying sword—then a Near Immortal-level cultivator of the same stage could casually launch a magical technique and end Jiang Ding’s life.

In truth, the situation was even more dire; Near Immortal-level Sword Disciples and Taoist disciples would inevitably outmatch him further in swordsmanship, magic intention, treasures, and so forth.

“Facing such circumstances,”

“How does one act when origin, cultivation method, and flying sword all fall short?”

Jiang Ding’s gaze filled with threads of crimson fire.

“One must wield the Dao as an instrument of justice—acting for righteousness between humanity and the domain!”

To him, this wasn’t risking recklessly.

For he would surely triumph.

Every obstacle would be severed; every evil foe would bow lifeless before his feet. Evil would falter before righteousness.

‘Sword Disciples…’

‘Sword Masters…’

Yue gazed upon the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s Dari Swordsman, joy welling in her heart.

At that instant, she felt the presence of former Great Sun Sword Masters gradually reawakening within the current generation’s swordsman.

Their eras differed; their viewpoints varied; their Dao Hearts diverged across thousands of paths. Yet as their cultivation bases deepened, all had instinctively converged towards the singular path of Great Sun Swordsmanship.

Because it was the most correct path.

Far eclipsing the Sun and Moon Sword Dao, it was the path closest to attaining immortality—a path of unparalleled allure—one every seeker of longevity innately followed.

“Swordsman,”

“You’ve clarified your path and achieved sudden enlightenment…”

Buzz!

Buzz-buzz!

At the moment the Dari Swordsman surpassed himself, resembling former Great Sun Sword Masters more profoundly, a Great Sun phenomenon manifested in the skies, laden with countless flying swords and unfathomable sword intent, surging and falling with grace. Millions of flying sword phantasms threaded through the Six Paths Reincarnation Sword Dao World.

Countless beams of destructive sword-light emanated with an aura of apocalyptic order.

In the cosmic starry sky, the old mountain gate of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion abruptly erupted in radiant light. A torrent of sword intent streamed forth from the void, encapsulating the culmination of the pavilion’s research across generations. These torrents converged like swallows returning to their nest.

Within the symphony of phenomena, a terrifying sword intent emerged across heaven and earth.

This intent, this sword intent, encompassed destruction, elimination, forbidden law, primordial magnetism, mutation—yet it wasn’t chaotic. It resembled a materialist world’s sun, a star, inherently capable of annihilating heaven, earth, all beings, and cleansing spiritual energy and rules.

Sun Sword Intent!

This was the Materialist Sun Sword Intent!

At this moment, the Materialist Sun Sword Intent ascended rapidly to another realm—a qualitative breakthrough—the annihilation of all, suppression of all spiritual energy and life forms.

Sword Soul!

This transcended sword intent, became Sword Soul itself!

In this realm, sword intent equaled Divine Soul; Divine Soul equaled sword intent. Holding supreme priority, it could even bypass corporeal defenses and treasures, directly annihilating the Divine Souls of the strong.

Now, the sword intent of the Great Sun Celestial Lord began evolving into Sword Soul!

Yet, midway toward transformation, it slowed and finally halted, perched in a precarious liminal state—on the verge of breaking through but unable to fully transcend.

“My Divine Soul and Mana foundation cannot sustain Sword Soul…”

Jiang Ding’s eyes opened.

His instincts detected mortal danger instinctively—keenly aware that at the instant his Sword Soul fully formed, his body would disintegrate entirely and explode into mist, incapable of bearing the Materialist Sun Sword Soul.

“There are two solutions for this,”

Jiang Ding mused coldly.

“First, slay a fellow Near Immortal-level elite who has comprehended Dao-grade order; my sword intent will strengthen, enhancing my mastery over Sword Soul.”

“Sword intent is inherently subjective: confidence and self-certainty deepen its strength.”

“Second, ascend to the Refining Nothingness realm.”