Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Infinite evil spirits rushed into the sky, drowning everything, leaving no light in the sun or moon.

Disguised as a level 8 Qi practicing cultivator from the Yin’s family, Han Lin knelt on the ground like everyone else, daring not to show the slightest anomaly. Seeing this, his heart skipped a beat.

”Senior...”

He asked in a low voice.

”Don’t ask me, I don’t know.”

An ancient voice interrupted him, ”I’ve never seen anyone so strong, yet so cautious and such a sword madman. It’s too contradictory.”

”I don’t know if he has the confidence, logically speaking, it’s risky. It’s not the right time, after all, the opponent is a Heavenly Monarch with ten thousand years of foundation and within the Sect’s array.”

”But that’s none of our business, don’t give yourself away.”

”This person does things very meticulously, he has cast a concealment spell on you casually. Even if he is defeated, you might not necessarily die, don’t mess up your own stance.”

”Understood, thank you, senior!”

Han Lin took a deep breath, calmed the sea of consciousness within him, and restored the anxious unrest that a level 8 Qi practicing cultivator should have, the panic.

At this moment, the endless evil spirits in the sky, forming layers of black spheres, suddenly halted.

Immediately afterward, a bright and brilliant light burst forth.

Boom!

The dazzling sun erupted in the sky!

The densely packed, clustered evil spirit black spheres exploded violently; countless evil spirits wailed miserably as they were flung in every direction. Before they even hit the ground, they were reduced to ashes beneath the annihilating light, scattering with the wind.

At the center of these wailing evil spirits, a resplendent sword domain rose around a young man in green, expanding in all directions. It devoured and annihilated every evil spirit being, unstoppable.

”I shouldn’t be here?”

”Why shouldn’t I be here?”

Jiang Ding stood at the center of the sword domain, shaking his head slightly, ”Senior Wan Zhu, you’re nothing but dry bones in a tomb, a waste who can’t even break through the late stage of Nascent Soul. If I don’t dare face even a person like you, how can I face my own sword heart, and how can I convince myself to be brave and advance fearlessly in the future?”

He was very polite, well-mannered, yet every other word was waste, dry bones in a tomb—extremely contradictory yet natural.

It was as if stating facts, not hurling insults.

”Brat, you’re seeking death!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s face darkened.

”Roar!”

”Hungry Ghost Devour!”

He roared fiercely.

Roar!

Roar! Roar!

Accompanying Wan Zhu Heavenly Monarch’s screeching, billions of hungry ghosts roared in unison, producing countless sharp sonic waves attacking the sky.

This sonic wave was between a treasure and a technique, and merged with space, eroding divine souls, piercing bodies; all beings were to sink, nothing could stop it.

Hungry Ghost Devour!

This was the second transformation of the Hungry Ghost Dao in the Six Dao Reincarnation Lifeless Great Formation from the ancient Liudao Sect secrets obtained by Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch and passed down to his descendants.

In historical records, once this formation was spread out, even Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs would be grievously injured if they were not careful, making it extremely notorious among Heavenly Monarchs.

”You’re disturbing me.”

Jiang Ding didn’t even raise his eyelids.

Around him, the Great Sun Destroying Sword Domain spread as usual, devouring all the fierce ghosts. Within it were the Earth Sword Intent, Magma Sword Intent, Giant Rock Sword Intent and others forming the land. There were Sword Intents of spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, rain, thunder and lightning forming the surface of the earth and the cycle of life. The sky was made of the Spirit Void Sword Intent, Taiyin Sword Intent, and the Great Sun Destroying Sword Intent protected the domain on all sides.

This was not a domain but a complete prototype of the Sword Dao world!

After advancing to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul, the sword realm space prototype between Jiang Ding’s eyebrows refined the Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi much faster.

So far, compared to the Golden Core Period, the complexity and growth of the sword realm prototype increased by more than ten times, and its power was beyond compare.

At this time, the Great Sun Destroying Sword Domain was laid out, overwhelming everything!

What roaring evil ghosts, Hungry Ghost Devour, no substance it couldn’t penetrate, nothing it couldn’t devour. In front of the sword domain, everything silently died, fell, and could not be revived. The reserves of spirit stones of the Six Dao Sect were being crazily depleted every moment.

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The Spiritual Vein here is merely Quasi-Fifth Order, and it doesn’t support the ability for a Divinity Transformation-level to engage in prolonged combat.

Masses of Evil Spirits turned to dust and vanished, as the gloomy, pitch-dark sky began to show signs of brightness, with the Great Sun’s light gradually dominating the land.

”Impossible!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, operating the Formation Method, was suddenly shocked.

The Domain is tied to how a Nascent Soul Cultivator and Formation Method control the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi; losing the Domain would instantly plunge them into a huge disadvantage.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, as the Sword Domain destroyed everything in its path easily. The Six Dao Reincarnation Lifeless Great Formation had no power to resist, and the Formation Domain was losing ground by the moment.

”That’s not right.”

”How can it be this weak?”

Jiang Dingyi was stunned, equally puzzled, and said incredulously.

”Senior Wan Zhu, is your Formation Dao only Quasi-Fifth Order, not even reaching the standard of Divinity Transformation?”

”Or is this part of your tactics?”

This made him quite skeptical.

In his calculations, this Formation Method, an inheritance of the Liudao Sect for tens of thousands of years, should have been able to unleash the power of the late Truth-Transforming Stage for a short period.

”You impudent whelp!”

”You’re courting death!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, touched in a raw spot, had a darkened expression and revealed an overwhelming murderous intent.

”Annihilation of Myriad Ghosts!”

He shouted fiercely, his hands performing a Mana Technique, and in front of his chest appeared a dark, swirling vortex that exuded an infinite attraction, drawing in ghost crowds from all directions.

With a shrill cry!

Tens of thousands of Hungry Ghosts wailed, screaming in anticipation of something, resisting fiercely, but to no avail, they were caught by two suddenly breathing pitch-black hands and stuffed into the vortex.

In an instant, the pitch-black vortex devoured tens of thousands of fierce ghosts and slowly emitted an endlessly dark Yin Ghost Blade, its malevolent energy piercing straight towards Tianji.

Killing Blade of Myriad Ghosts!

This was the third and final transformation of the Hungry Ghost Dao, famed within the Formation Method for being able to slay a Nascent Soul Cultivator with a single move.

”You impudent brat who spouts nonsense, you deserve to die!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu thundered, as the Yin Ghost Blade left his chest and melded into the space, disappearing from sight.

”Die?”

”With your Formation Dao under Fifth Order?”

”Sigh, as a mere Soul Fragment, you only possess Quasi-Fifth Order Formation Dao. Such foolishness, such mediocrity, how do you expect me to die?”

Jiang Ding expressed great disappointment, sighing, ”In his time, Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch was an exceptional figure. Mingguang Zi’s disappearance seems to be related to him. How could he have such a mediocre son like you?”

”An opponent like you tires me.”

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword was drawn from its sheath, and with a booming sound, it transformed into a blazing sun, pressing forward, its will of heat and destruction sweeping across the region.

This wasn’t any Swordsmanship; it was just a regular sword strike.

Ting!

A crisp sound was heard as a pitch-black Yin Ghost Blade became visible, knocked dozens of miles away by the blazing sun, before cracks formed on the blade and it shattered into countless fragments.

These fragments dissolved completely into ashes and smoke under the extreme heat in the Destruction Sword Domain of the Great Sun.

The radiant Great Sun, unobstructed any longer, fell on the Soul Fragment of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, engulfing it and reducing it to ashes.

Elsewhere in the Formation Method, radiance danced, revealing the figure of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu. His spiritual brilliance and aura had dimmed considerably, and his eyes showed panic.

”The Formation Methods are undying, thus the Soul Fragments are undying, too?”

Jiang Ding gave a commendatory nod, shaking his head and saying, ”The Six Dao Ancestor truly was exceptional. This Formation Method is wasted in your hands, like casting pearls before swine.”

”However, it’s of no use. You’re still going to die.”