Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding concealed his form and flew through the sky, heading in the direction of Immortal Burning Bone.

After some thought, he still believed this person was closest, and having spent so much effort on arrangements and planning with his clone, it couldn’t all go to waste.

Given the proximity, he didn’t bother looking for anyone else.

And so, while Immortal Burning Bone was pursuing his disciple, Jiang Ding was chasing after Immortal Burning Bone.

He would occasionally stop to extend his Divine Sense, scanning for potential traps and ambushes. He did not necessarily aim for speed; safety came first.

This was not a chase for hunting but a careful ambush, which was not about racing against time.

The Taiqing Flying Sword is the symbol of dominion for the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Imperial Jade Seal, naturally capable of sensing the presence, condition, Cultivation Method, Sword Intent, and other information of all Sword Cultivators in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion except for the Great Sun Sword Master within a certain distance.

Including the Sword Dao Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarch!

As for whether it could be commanded, there were no rules set; it all depended on the power one possessed.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion was just the Great Sun Sword Master and the Dari Swordsman.

Theoretically, even the Great Sun Sword Master could not sense the existence of the Dari Swordsman with the flying sword.

The Dari Swordsman was not conferred by the Sword Master but had fought his way up, having the same status as the other.

It was like one person’s youth and old age.

Of course, this was just theory.

Everything needed to be backed up by strength.

A Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarch could not possibly bend the knee to a Dari Swordsman in the Golden Pill stage, and if things went south, killing or fleeing was a possibility.

The theoretical right to rule could not be converted into actual dominion, and in this regard, the Great Sun Sword Master would offer no help.

For such a move would be encroaching upon his rule.

At this moment, a map appeared in Jiang Ding’s mind, where all the Immortals of Nascent Soul from the entire Great Sun Sword Sect were marked within.

Some were motionless, cultivating in tranquility within the sect, some were stationed in the Great Sun Sword City, others were out visiting friends or refining treasures... and so on, detailed and comprehensive.

The two closest markers had different behaviors.

One was moving at maximum speed, pursuing something, while the other, originally farther away, was approaching from a different direction, sneaking around and soon to cross paths.

Since this person was simply traveling normally, the speed was slower.

”This person...”

Jiang Ding hesitated in his steps, contemplating for a short while.

...

”This journey has been relatively smooth.”

An old man with a pigeon-like face flew from the direction of the Great Sun Sword Sect, making his way back to the Liudao Sect, concealing his figure and constantly watching his surroundings, his Divine Soul tense.

It was True Master Yin Jiu, who had defected from the Liudao Sect.

Thanks to a centuries-old camaraderie and the large number of Sword Cultivator Divine Souls he brought along, as well as the Cultivation Method trading channels with the Northern Plains’ clans, no Immortal of Nascent Soul had yet pursued him.

But complacency was not an option.

True Master Yin Jiu knew well that his past good relations were rapidly dissolving with time.

The moment he participated in severely wounding or killing an Immortal of Nascent Soul from the Great Sun Sword Sect, all good relations would vanish like smoke, and hatred and resentment would run deeper than that of any Cultivator from the Liudao Sect.

And these were assignments the Liudao Sect would inevitably have in store for him, sooner or later.

”Alas, the path of the Dao is fraught with hardship,” sighed True Master Yin Jiu.

”The complete Three Revolutions Blood Condensing Method has not yet been obtained, the Liudao Sect’s million Poisonous Pigeon Blooded Persons sharing my collateral bloodline are still growing, not yet of great use.

I can only make do with these old friends of mine. After all, they are to die, better by my hand, and with so many years of friendship, I trust they would rest in peace.”

”Once I achieve the Dao, I will destroy the Liudao Sect to avenge you all,” said True Master Yin Jiu reluctantly.

”These old cunning ones are so crafty; I must think of a solution...”

”True Master Yin Jiu,”

”What is a Pigeon Blood Poisoned Person?”

Suddenly, a clear yet slightly immature voice rang in his ears.

”Who?”

True Master Yin Jiu was startled and looked not far away.

He certainly did not have the habit of talking to himself!

All his thoughts arose deep within his Divine Soul, and he was always maintaining his Concealment Spell. How could anyone possibly know his thoughts?

At some unknown time, a young man in green clothes had appeared out of the void nearby.

It was as if he had always been there, only making his presence known after he spoke up.

Jiang Ding held the hilt of his sword and started to draw it out bit by bit, curiously asking, ”True Master Yin Jiu, can you tell me what a Pigeon Blood Poisoned Person is?”

”This is important to me because I am kind-hearted, and I need a reason to kill you.”

”Immortal Tushan? Have you defected to the Great Sun Sword Sect?”

True Master Yin Jiu’s face darkened.

Warning bells rang incessantly in his mind, his body’s protective shield infused with Sword Intent revealed itself, his Divine Sense frantically expanded, scanning every area nearby, while the Poisonous Pigeon Flying Sword in his Elixir Field sang out sharply.

Immortal Tushan,

The Immortal Tushan who had appeared in the Black Snow Prairie!

As an Immortal of Nascent Soul, he was well-known in the Northern Plains, capable of turning the situation of a region upside down.

Any Immortal of Nascent Soul would not ignore such intelligence, for it related to their safety, life and death, competition for Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, and opportunities on their Dao journey.

And, quite easily, one can pay attention to it with Divine Sense, no Immortal of Nascent Soul would spare that little time.

According to intelligence, Immortal Tushan excelled in the Sword Dao, laying ambush and slaying the Divine Crow Immortal of the Hei Clan, preventing even his Nascent Soul from escaping, shocking the Northern Plains and regarded as a strong cultivator among those at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul.

Moreover, he was extremely cunning and skilled in Concealment.

Even when masters of the Righteous and Demonic alliances acted together, they could not find the slightest trace of him.

Being skilled in the Sword Dao, joining the Great Sun Sword Sect was very normal.

This place had the most comprehensive Sword Dao inheritance in the Northern Plains and welcomed powerful Sword Cultivators from all over.

The sudden appearance of the other party here made it hard not to associate it with a change in the Great Sun Sword Sect’s attitude, just as he suspected, the camaraderie with those old friends might be equally insignificant.

”Pigeon Blood Poisoned Person...”

A smile squeezed onto True Master Yin Jiu’s face as his mind raced, scanning for any hidden ambush while simultaneously stalling for time, ”It’s nothing but some bloodlines of the heretical Liudao Sect, many of whom are criminals from the Direct Lineage, which benefits me on my Dao journey and can be considered avenging those comrades who died back then.”

”Over the years, I have never forgotten them; Old Tao, Old Ghost, Old Hai, their faces appear before me from time to time, everything I’ve done is for their vengeance.”

His eyes darted around, with genuine emotion, his eyelids moistened without anyone noticing.

These words were naturally not meant for Immortal Tushan, but for any possible Immortals of Nascent Soul from the Great Sun Sword Sect who might be lying in ambush around him.

After multiple Divine Sense Scannings, he found nothing.

”Are you here alone?”

True Master Yin Jiu was full of suspicion and uncertainty.

”I’ve just heard about a million Pigeon Blood Poisoned people.”

”Don’t deny it. How many innocents are there among them? Infants, women, children, all becoming materials for your poison practice, utterly heartless and crazed.”

Jiang Ding was satisfied, his Dao Heart steadied, and he delivered his righteous judgement.

”That is to say, you deserve to die. I am kind-hearted and not just some lunatic who randomly kills anyone he finds.”

Clang!

A Bluegold Flying Sword unsheathed!

Sword-light and Sword Intent spread out, the terrifying Elimination Method, Law-Breaking, and will of destruction overshadowing the skies, blocking everything.

Boom!

The Sword Qi Thunder Sound like thunder tearing through, clearly resonated within True Master Yin Jiu’s Sea of Consciousness, delineating a pathway between the Flying Sword and the Divine Soul, reducing all resistance to nearly imperceptible levels.

”Sword Qi Thunder Sound?!!”

True Master Yin Jiu’s expression changed wildly.