Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1256: Chapter 1224: Jiang Dingzi Became an Ignorant Native

In the distant starry sky, far beyond the exploration range of Near Immortal Level Sects from Jiuling Domain, a black-clothed swordsman with an indifferent gaze suddenly awoke from seclusion.

“Great Sun Swordsman…”

Such a name emerged in the heart of the Heavenly Sword Swordsman.

For some inexplicable premonition, he felt that this name might appear again on his path of Dao, bringing him some trouble.

However, he did not issue an order for his Sect to search for this person.

Because this individual was a fellow Cultivator of the same level.

“Ants, grow.”

“Grow quickly, and the next time you appear before me, I hope you can pose a life-and-death crisis for me…”

The Heavenly Sword Swordsman murmured.

He was looking forward to his adversary’s growth, then transforming it into his nourishment.

“Swordsman, have you encountered an enemy?”

“I shall capture them for you immediately!”

A hazy silhouette wreathed in endless thunder rules emerged, exuding an extremely fearsome presence, yet its posture was very low, with a pleasing manner.

“Lord Lei, there’s no need for that,”

The Heavenly Sword Swordsman frowned and said, “As a Sword Cultivator, dying in a battle against an equal is an honor. You should witness my death rather than show such concern for me. You should have a heart that is unfeeling.”

“Yes, Swordsman.”

The thunder silhouette respectfully complied.

Meanwhile, in the heart of the Heavenly Sword Swordsman, it was clear that his orders would not be executed with absolute resolve.

The Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm, while not weaker and even stronger than the ancient Nine Great Immortal Sects, lacked a certain foundation, a mercilessness forged through countless ages.

This was perhaps inevitable.

Brothers from the Sect, rising from hardship, supporting each other, relying on each other, and walking out together to become one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Great Thousand World, never stood by and watched fellow disciples and juniors die.

This deep emotional bond helped the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm rise from bloody battles and overthrow the ancient Immortal Sects.

Now, at this moment, when the Sect has firmly established itself with no significant external threats, perhaps it has become an obstacle to further development, and there may be a heavy price to pay in the future.

“No, that won’t happen.”

“As long as I am here, the Sect will forever be free of worries…”

The Heavenly Sword Swordsman whispered.

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In the starry sky, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch and others held their breath as they watched the green-clothed youth lost in thought in the distance.

Everyone knew that the newly emerged Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarch had reached the final hurdle to his transformation, the Internal Demon Tribulation.

If he overcomes it, another long-lived Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarch will be born.

If he fails, or if it takes too long and his injuries worsen leading to the collapse of his nascent spirit, death is the result.

In the domains, countless elites have perished facing their Internal Demon Tribulation.

…

The surrounding void remained hazy, transforming into various tangible worlds.

If a Cultivator harbored even the slightest bit of nostalgia, fear, terror, or curiosity, and if there were any cracks in their Dao Heart, they would instantly be lost and die within their Internal Demons.

A green-clothed youth stood silently in the void, wielding a damaged longsword.

Worlds revolved before him.

Some were from his childhood days in Rongcheng City, living with his mother and sister, without much wealth, but their life was fulfilling, comfortable, and warm. Although these days were mundane, they seemed incredibly precious after two thousand years.

In those two thousand years, that was all the familial affection he experienced; there was nothing else.

Even if he married and had children, such a warm family might not exist; after enduring countless hardships, battles, and enlightenment, his transformed temperament might not be able to evoke those subtle childhood emotions and affections.

Such emotions are not likely to be experienced again, not just in a thousand years, or three thousand, but even tens of thousands of years into the future.

This kind of sentiment inspires longing and a strong reluctance to part with.

Even knowing it’s unreal, many Cultivators cannot bring themselves to let go, especially the old demons, blood demons, and fiends known for their fierce and brutal killings. Their temperament and life experiences are too extreme, with large emotional fluctuations, in contrast to the equanimity of high Daoist Cultivators.

Having a complete family, a complete childhood, is very important even for a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

“My childhood was happy and whole, and there is nothing that needs to be changed.”

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Jiang Ding sighed.

He did not draw his sword; his movements became gentler, using the Great Sun Destroying Sword Intent, the Elimination Method and Forbidden Law to sever the energy supply to this Internal Demon, allowing this warm world to dissipate on its own.

Next was love.

There were many women, the numerous maids in Tushan Central Court who were there for the taking, the heavenly beauties from across the four seas, as well as many women from the Xianmen Sect, many feelings were sincere and beautiful.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and with one stroke obliterated the world before him, without a word.

After that, the worlds changed, Heart Demons infiltrated everything, attacking from countless angles such as friendship, greed, and the desire for the Dao.

In some scenes, the conflict within the Immortal Sect Great Powers of the Nine Spirits Realm led to defeat, with the Horned Demon Emperor slaughtering in all directions, the armies of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan reviving, slaughtering billions of the Human Race, everyone dying in a sea of blood and fire;

In other worlds, the Xianmen Sect dominated the world, ruling over billions of domains, truly becoming the Immortal Sects;

In others, civil wars broke out within the Xianmen Sect, citizens killed each other over uneven benefits, in an undying conflict, staining the mother star with blood…

And so on, all annihilated under the successive strikes of sword-light, torn asunder, nothing could make the cold Sword Cultivator hesitate for the slightest moment, if there was an obstacle ahead, it was to be cut down with a single stroke.

No matter the enemy within or without, the only response was to draw the sword.

The peace of this world, the tranquility within the Cosmic Star River, could only be preserved through continual battle, constant striving, not through chance charity or the favor of a saint’s arrival.

All obstacles, utterly destroyed.

Finally, the last world solidified, causing the Swordsman to pause, then the world expanded, spreading throughout the entire heaven and earth, becoming reality.

One by one, enemies deemed worthy of attention appeared before Jiang Ding.

“Jiang Dingzi!”

“Tushan…”

“On what basis did you kill me?”

The first Golden Pill Monk to perish at Jiang Ding’s hands, King Kong Que of Tushan Monster Country, appeared, followed by Divine Crow Immortal, Immortal Burning Bone, and other Nascent Soul Monks, as well as Ice Phoenix Heavenly Monarch, Bai Zu Heavenly Lord, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu and other Spirit Transformation Cultivators.

Finally, the likes of Netherworld Ancient Prince, Cangyan Ancient Emperor’s Son, Cangkong Imperial Child, and other recent fallen elites of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

They were slain a level above their own, dying a most humiliating death.

“Tushan! On what basis?”

Immortal Burning Bone, King Kong Que, and the others wept blood from their eyes, asking bitterly.

“Jiang Dingzi!”

“You are arrogant and unrivaled, on what basis did you massacre the princes of the Imperial Clan?”

The headless giant figures of Netherworld Ancient Prince, Cangyan Ancient Emperor’s Son, and other Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivators revived, asking resentfully with utmost rancor.

“Is it because of your exceptional talent?”

“Is it your unyielding battle will?”

“Is it your frightening perception?”

The dead enemies questioned again and again, turning their questioning into mocking, ridiculing: “None of these!”

“It’s because you hold Immortal Dao Technology far surpassing ours, the Immortal Tao Civilization, and you come from an Immortal Path Force with deeper foundations, thus you overpower us.”

“In terms of talent, battle will, and perception, how much higher are you compared to us?”

“Indeed, this is the truth.”

Jiang Ding neither agreed nor disagreed, nodded his head, no longer ignoring the others.

Humans are too dependent on civilization!

One doesn’t necessarily have to join a force, but one must inherit the legacy of many civilizations, the heritage of the Immortal Path, otherwise one would not go far.

His ability to overcome Immortal Burning Bone and others was actually because he mastered higher echelons of Immortal Tao Civilization, thus crushing the ‘natives’.

This should have been the norm in the past.

The advantage is my own, the legacy left by the ancestors of the Xianmen Sect should be used openly and honorably, how can it cause my emotions to waver?

However, today…

The native will soon be myself.

As Jiang Ding continues to grow, to explore, he finally encounters an opponent who surpasses himself in every aspect: birth, power, background, and Immortal Tao Civilization.

Forget waiting for the future.

Such a strong person, a swordsman from a Near Immortal Level force, would grow at a terrifying rate, not staying in place to be pursued by others, the gap would only widen.

It’s very likely that today’s battle represents the smallest gap between them in tens of thousands of years.

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