Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Despite Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu still being at a distance, the eight spider legs suddenly appeared, insidiously and abruptly over the enemy’s head.

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu had abandoned the last trace of maintaining a cordial relationship.

The Dari Swordsmen are all madmen!

They care neither for fame nor profit, nor do they require friendships or subordinates. What they desire and need most is your life!

This fundamental conflict left no room for conversation.

”A dog?”

”Indeed, a demonic trickster, spewing nothing but filth.”

Jiang Ding looked unsurprised by this.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword unsheathed, naturally becoming the focal point of the Sunlight Beams that converged from thousands of miles away, a place where a billion golden lights gathered, bright and dazzling.

In an instant, the Taiqing Flying Sword traced a nine-kilometer-wide regulatory arc above Jiang Ding’s head.

This arc, reminiscent of the Eagle Taking Flight Technique’s Expose Sword Style he used in his youth, seemed to echo the Heavenly Earth Divine Rings behind the Nascent Soul’s head. It conformed mysteriously to some cosmic law, encapsulating the momentum of thousands of miles within the blade—the speed and power of the flying sword greatly increased.

Ding!

Eight sounds, yet seeming as one.

The eight long-prepared Demonic Spider Legs of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu were simultaneously struck by a streak of sword-light at the same node, leaving a faint scratch.

Eight legs, crafted from divine metal refined by demons, recoiled as if struck by thunder, retreating while their aura diminished.

In direct combat, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s thousand-year-old Life Treasure was no match for the Flying Sword!

”Again like this...”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s expression twisted, crazed.

”Your Life Treasure, its materials and refining technique are slightly inferior.”

”Moreover,”

Jiang casually remarked, frowning, ”To delay the loss of your Life Energy, it seems you have sealed yourself. Are you now only at the mid-stage of Spirit Transformation?”

”Wan Zhu, you, a mere mediocrity without even the competency of Fifth Order Formation Dao, dare to act like a senior before me, holding back your power and trying to instruct me?”

”Are you trying to humiliate me?”

”Fine, very well then.”

A strong intent to kill surged in Jiang’s heart.

Boom!

Suddenly, darkness enveloped the world around.

Within a radius of one thousand two hundred kilometers, all sunlight, starlight, magical light, and even the faint glow from common people cooking vanished, controlled by some unknown force, plunging the world into profound darkness.

Then, billions of lights converged, forming filaments and strands of Sunlight Beams, numbering one thousand two hundred, attaching to the hilt of the Taiqing Flying Sword, dazzling like tassels, dancing gracefully, and incredibly beautiful.

The Dyson Sun Sword Domain!

As of today, Jiang could manifest it with a single flying sword.

Because his Divine Sense range now exceeded the Spirit Particle Sonar scanning range of the super warship, the Great Sun!

The control range of spiritual energy, computational power, and manipulation of Divine Sense had all increased at least tenfold!

In the darkest of skies, a light-transformed Blue-Gold Flying Sword, trailing beautiful sword tassels, sped across the starry sky in an instant, bringing with it ultimate annihilation and the aura of Elimination Method.

Furthermore, within this sword-light, there existed a clear immortal will, constantly changing, experiencing millions of transformations every moment. Its aura flickered continuously, at times embodying ultimate annihilation, at times embodying ultimate forbidden methods, and at times the cold extreme of sword intent...

The sword-light kept changing, becoming increasingly targeted, touching upon the Divine Soul, Mana, Law Body, and more.

In the end,

The aura of destruction, high temperature, and elimination in the sword-light receded, replaced mainly by the Great Sun Aberrant Force that was significantly amplified, occupying over ninety percent.

”What kind of power is this?”

At that moment, a peak chill gripped Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s heart.

This was the Holy Realm of Sword Dao, the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao in the minds of countless Sword Cultivators, undying, constantly changing.

The sword-light arrived in an instant, leaving no room to dodge.

”Heaven Gold Blood Curtain!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu called out coldly.

Hissss!

Underneath his skin, bones protruded like swimming dragons, eventually breaking through the flesh, forming spikes that were a ghastly white mixed with a pure gold hue.

These bone spikes pierced towards the heavens. As soon as they appeared, they spontaneously attracted all the metallic elements from the surrounding environment, turning into the monarch of the metallic realm, commanding the universe.

In the blink of an eye, clusters of golden bone spikes sprouted around, enveloping the half-spider, half-human youth at the center.

”Golden Causality…”

Jiang Ding’s expression turned solemn.

Golden Causality!

This was the application of the Golden Causality Technique!

Moreover, it was a well-developed Golden Causality Technique, some aspects of which had surpassed the Xianmen Sect!

Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch was indeed a rare genius of realms.

Although born in a Small World and of poor character, it didn’t detract from his talents. As he merged with the aberrations of Immortal Techniques, losing his self and sanity in the process, his exploration and comprehension of Golden Causality soared, breaking through at unimaginable speeds with countless achievements emerging.

Eventually, he even developed mature techniques, passing them on to his son through an initiation method.

Dragging the splendid silk of the sun, the Taiqing Flying Sword descended.

Whizz!

Boom!

The layers of bone mountains and seas, containing Golden Causality, were instantly penetrated by the Taiqing Flying Sword!

Bone broke into powder.

Massive golden mountains dissolved.

Golden lava flowed everywhere, with metals in many areas vaporizing directly, curling up as light blue smoke, merging into the terrifyingly bright sword-light of the Taiqing Flying Sword over twelve hundred kilometers.

However, the technique embodying Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch’s comprehension of Golden Causality was not ineffective. It was visible that the Blue-Gold Flying Sword, dragging splendid silk, slowed down a bit, with about half of the twelve hundred strands of splendid silk disappearing.

Taiqing Flying Sword’s light filled the eyes of the half-spider, half-human youth.

”Kill!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu bellowed, his eight chillingly sharp Demonic Spider Legs converging to a point, thrusting straight towards the blade.

The surrounding bone mountains and seas suddenly crumbled, turning into strands of golden silk, like billions of insects, entering the eight column-like Demonic Spider Legs, significantly accelerating their speed; their sharpness breached a hundred miles, tearing through the sky and earth, barely meeting the thrust of the Blue-Gold Flying Sword.

The Blue-Gold Flying Sword, dragging spectacular sun silk, touched the tips of those eight sharp Demonic Spider Legs.

The two locked in a momentary stillness.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion was born between their meeting blades, with huge swathes of space rolling and breaking, and deep cracks forming on the ground.

The Taiqing Flying Sword flew out from the explosion, retreating several steps.

”Puh!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu also retreated hundreds of steps, spewing blood, his face turning pale.

Clearly, he, in his Mid-stage of Spirit Transformation, had the strength to resist, much stronger than the Soul Fragment controlled Six Dao Lifeless Great Formation.

But he was still no match.

”Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch… truly a rare genius.”

Jiang Ding murmured to himself, ”I think I understand now why Mingguang Zi turned against him despite their friendship. Such a man, overall, seems to be stronger than a solo Taoist disciple, yet with such a poor character, who could bear not to strike him down, not to act as the arm of heaven?”

”Simply unbearable.”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu was a mediocre being.

Among peers, Jiang Ding suspected he was the weakest, nearly impossible not to be severely injured under his own sword, yet he only sustained minor injuries.

This was the change brought about by Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch’s endowment of the Golden Causality Technique to him.

”Wan Zhu, come again!”

Jiang Ding gently intoned.

Amidst clanging sword sounds, the world brightly dimmed once more, a Blue-Gold Flying Sword, dragging twelve hundred strands of sun silk, thunderously struck down.

If one sword wasn’t enough,

Then ten swords, a hundred swords!

Until he was utterly defeated!