Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding stepped in.

Under the illumination of the Great Sun, a hazy and transparent figure emerged. The surface electromagnetic waves that rendered it invisible began to fade away, disappearing into nothingness.

Great Sun Sword Cultivation!

The embodiment of unyielding strength and upright integrity, magnificently and openly destroying external enemies, annihilating the weak within.

”This is not right,”

Jiang Ding couldn’t agree with this.

He rose to his feet and flew towards the sky, ascending towards the sun’s rays, standing thousands of kilometers above the ground.

Here, the beams from the Great Sun grew more scorching, with the oppressive might of the Great Sun Sword Intent becoming ever heavier; he had no choice but to unleash the Sword Intent of Destruction to fend off the all-pervasive will that sought to erode him.

”Come out, accept your death.”

Jiang Ding said indifferently, looking toward the distance.

All around, there was nothing but the brilliant light of the Great Sun, no other entity. However, from the perspective of Sword Intent, several kilometers away, a cluster of souls filled with darkness and resentment was hiding there, using the Formation Method of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond itself to resist the destructive light of the Great Sun capable of annihilating countless beings.

There was silence for a moment.

After a short while, in one corner of the Great Sun’s light, a dark sphere of light emerged under the sunlight.

”...Hatred...”

”Eastern Devil School, you destroyed my sect, obliterated my homeland...”

”...Vengeance...”

Above the gloomy sphere of light, twisted faces started to appear, along with bloody arms and scattered, charred heads, all hissing with venomous hate.

In their voices, an overwhelming hatred chilled the heart, a feeling that not even the combined starlight of the entire universe could wash away.

The Taiqing Flying Sword flew out from between his eyebrows, the light of Law-Breaking illuminating all directions.

Jiang Ding watched them silently.

”Enough!”

”What a disgrace!”

From the void, a forceful low shout rang out.

The myriad of hissing heads and faces paused, and the noise quietened down.

”It’s not enough, nowhere near enough!”

The quiet lasted only briefly before numerous unrestful voices returned, filled with resentment and unwillingness: ”How can it be enough if the Eastern Devil School is not annihilated?”

”Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch, even you cannot stop us...”

”Then die!”

A broken Flying Sword burst forth from the midst of the dark light sphere, its terrible Sword Intent of burning everything spreading in all directions, slashing toward itself with a sword.

Clang!

The gloomy gathering of vengeful spirits froze.

”No!”

”You traitor!”

Countless fragmented souls roared in fury, filled with resentment, but they could only stiffen up and crumble into ash.

The body of the vengeful spirit amalgamation suddenly shrunk and collapsed greatly, undergoing violent and brief changes, and after an instant, it settled down. The broken Flying Sword cut through a layer of dark membrane and flew out from within.

Behind the broken Flying Sword, there was a person!

Jiang Ding’s gaze sharpened.

It was a middle-aged cultivator with an ancient appearance and traces of red flames flickering at the corners of his eyes. As soon as he appeared, an aura emerged that seemed to suppress all domains and was so brutally domineering that it made one tremble involuntarily, as if facing the natural predator of all beings.

”Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch!”

Jiang Ding was startled.

Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch!

This was a figure of great renown from three thousand years ago, the strongest Nascent Soul Cultivator under the Great Sun Sword Master, with a predilection for slaughter. With his Nascent Soul flame sword, countless millions of beings met their deaths.

Historically, records clearly state that at least dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Eight Great Immortal Sects and the Xianmen Sect perished at his hands!

His end came when he was surrounded and killed by Forbidden Nucleic Weapons of the Xianmen Sect and a large number of Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

”Great Sun Swordsman.”

”Three thousand years have passed, and I see you again.”

The Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch scrutinized the young man in front of him carefully. After a long time, he revealed a smile: ”I thought that after our farewell that day, we would never meet again in this lifetime, yet here is such a pleasant surprise.”

”This remnant soul is not entirely useless, it does have its uses.”

Jiang Ding knew that this familiar tone was not directed at himself, but at his flying sword.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion didn’t care who the Great Sun Swordsman was.

As long as there was one, that was enough.

”Haha!”

Upon thinking of something, the Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch burst into laughter, ”Within the Eastern Devil School, a Great Sun Swordsman of the Sword Pavilion has actually emerged. I thought that with the destruction of the Sword Pavilion, its inheritance would be buried in the dust of history, never to be seen again, until the previous Great Sun Swordsman returned against all odds.”

”The Eastern Devil School has always been cunning and despicable, yet a Swordsman has appeared.”

”Swordsman, your inheritance must be incomplete, still lacking the Core Formation, Infant Formation, and Divinity Transformation secret techniques, right?”

The Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch thought of something and didn’t wait for a reply, continuing on his own, ”Right now, I am merely a remnant soul and don’t remember much, but the Swordsman can refer to this.”

Having said this, he transmitted a large amount of incomplete Spiritual Script.

Jiang Ding’s breath caught.

It was real.

However, many areas were blank, the Core Formation secret technique was the most detailed, and the Divinity Transformation secret technique was the least, often just pages of blank spaces followed by a few sporadic Spiritual Scripts.

The transmission of Spiritual Script lasted a full three days before it ended.

”That’s all.”

”My remnant soul can’t hold much.”

The Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch explained, ”As for the rest, you could consider slaying Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Eight Great Immortal Sects to acquire it. Also, the previous Great Sun Swordsman has a complete inheritance. If you kill him, you’ll automatically gain the complete Sword Pavilion inheritance.”

”He’s not in this Domain. If he’s still alive, he should be in the Divinity Transformation stage, so be careful.”

”The possible locations of the previous Great Sun Swordsman are here…, and here…, and here…”

He transmitted a long string of plane coordinates, incredibly complicated, with one particular coordinate vaguely resembling a set that had once been submitted to the Central Array Spirit Computer.

”You…”

Jiang Ding was dumbfounded.

”There can only be one Great Sun Swordsman.”

The Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch smiled faintly, ”That’s the law of the Sword Pavilion. If there’s an surplus, they will fight each other until only one remains, regardless of their origins.”

”Alright, now, you can die.”

”Do you know why?”

He didn’t strike, but taught earnestly instead.

”Because of hatred.”

Jiang Ding fell silent.

”Yes, exactly so,” the Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch nodded, ”Sword law is sword law. As a Great Sun Sword Cultivator, I will abide by the laws of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, but at the same time, I am a person, a Cultivator.”

”The Great Sun Swordsman needs assistance.”

”The Eastern Devil School is the enemy that killed friends and relatives, they need to be slain.”

”Both must be done.”

”That is my Sword Heart.”

”Sword Heart?”

Jiang Ding was taken aback.

After a long while, he bowed deeply in salute.

”Good, not bad.”

”Let it be one sword then.”

The Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch gave a slight smile, ”Right now, I’m just a remnant soul, and I’ve already slashed myself with one sword. There’s not much strength left. If you can take this one sword, you’ll live.”

”Otherwise, you’ll die.”

”That puppet, that dead thing, won’t be able to save you.”

Boom!

The Great Sun Heavenly Pond thundered, countless lights from heaven descended, sealing everything within and without, exceedingly brief, just one ten-thousandth of a second.

Then,

A crimson tide appeared behind the Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch, spreading across the entire world, descending and engulfing all sentient beings.