Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch was completely astounded.

In his eyes, Ice Snow Celestial Monarch was the second strongest in the Tushan Central Court after Tusen Heavenly Monarch himself, with an Innate Taoist Body and the first to ascend to the Divinity Transformation Stage, the strongest in the world for the past thousand years, always arrogant and immensely powerful.

Why was he so confident normally?

Because in the past, Ice Snow Celestial Monarch had always broken the laws and disciplines, one could say annually, monthly, even dozens of times within a year, repeatedly warned by Colorful Jade Celestial Monarch, yet still going about on his own way, treating the Tushan Laws as if they were dung.

Not just Ice Snow Celestial Monarch, Moon Night Celestial Monarch, Six Paths Celestial Monarch, Lou Xi Celestial Monarch, and others, generally did not care much about the Tushan Laws, disregarding whatever was set forth regardless.

As a Celestial Monarch like them, if they can act like this, why can’t I?

That was the thought of Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch.

You should know that in the Tushan Central Court, the Tushan Laws were almost entirely equivalent to the will of Tusen Heavenly Monarch.

For such long-time Celestial Monarchs like Ice Snow Celestial Monarch to trample on Tushan Laws so blatantly, it clearly represented their lack of fear towards Tusen Heavenly Monarch after their ascension to Celestial Monarch status—this was clear evidence.

In the past, countless facts had confirmed this suspicion to Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch.

These Celestial Monarchs had no way out and would inevitably stand shoulder to shoulder with him in battle; it should have been an infallible plan.

But!

Now, at this crucial moment of life and death, what was that woman kneeling on the ground?!

”Ice Snow Celestial Monarch!”

”Have you gone mad?!”

Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch’s eyes were blood-red as he frantically said, ”You’ve committed so many crimes, broken so many laws, and Tushan has never been forgiving. Do you still think you can live?”

”Have you gone mad? Huh?”

”Are you seeking death?”

He couldn’t believe it and couldn’t understand the thoughts of this old Celestial Monarch.

The next moment, something even more devastating happened to Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch.

”Celestial Monarch!”

Hei Louxi knelt on the ground, her voice crisp as she said, ”I, for a hundred and seventeen years, have a fine of twenty thousand top-grade Spirit Stones. But I have no money now, so I can only owe it.”

”My lord, my lord!”

”My lord, I’ve been good, I only need to be locked up for thirty-seven years.”

This was the words of Moonlight Rabbit.

Her crimes were relatively minor, mostly neglect of duty, illegal mining, embezzlement of project funds, and other such not too big, not too small offenses.

”Celestial Monarch, I need to be imprisoned for five hundred and seventy-seven years and to pay a fine as well,” said Yin Dao as he slowly knelt down.

”Celestial Monarch, I…”

One after another, Celestial Monarchs knelt before the green-clothed youth on the throne, confessing their crimes, asking for punishment, abandoning all resistance, and there was very little scheming involved.

In the end, the only Celestial Monarchs left standing were Colorful Jade Celestial Monarch, Qingyun Celestial Monarch, and Great Love Heavenly Monarch.

These three have always been upright and self-disciplined, not involved in any corruption. They watched others reap large amounts of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures without envy and had often been ridiculed by other Celestial Monarchs behind the scenes.

”You!”

Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch, watching these shameless wretches kneeling one by one, only felt his blood rushing to his head, anger consuming his heart, his face a shade of blood, and his body cold all over.

So in the end, the only one who committed a capital offense, the laughingstock, was always just himself?

In the palace, the clear sound of Celestial Monarchs continuously kneeling echoed and then completely quieted down.

”Swordsman!”

Scorching Sun Celestial Monarch’s hand on the hilt of his sword, the Sword Qi around him ringing sharply, he stared intently at the green-clothed youth on the throne, neither kneeling to ask for punishment nor sitting back and fishing like Qingyun Celestial Monarch and the others.

”Scorching Sun, long time no see,” said Jiang Ding, looking at him with interest, sorting through the information records within the Great Sun World Defining Array, ”Let me see… not bad, you haven’t broken any laws, not a single one, which is quite rare.”

Jiang Ding’s gaze softened a bit.

Great Sun Sword Cultivation, their loyalty to the Dari Swordsman was assured, far surpassing others. This was the sense of belonging of a Sword Cultivator, the emotional connection to the Sect, the obedience to a powerful figure—all three conditions synergistically amplified.

For orders from the Dari Swordsman, they would comply without conditions, until...

”Swordsman, you, you’ve grown stronger.”

The Scorching Sun Heavenly Monarch looked dejected, stepping back, his hand no longer resting on the hilt of his sword.

For twelve hundred years, he had ceaselessly devoted himself to swordsmanship, his cultivation base broke through one level after another, his Sword Dao realm continuously advancing, and only recently had he stepped into the threshold of the Eternal Sword Qi, seemingly within reach.

Therefore, he believed he might initiate a Holy Sword Fight, to touch upon the most glorious Swordsman Duel in the history of Sword Pavilion, overthrow the contemporary Swordsman with supreme Sword Dao, and forcibly carve out a path to become a Great Expert.

However, when the moment truly arrived, the Scorching Sun Heavenly Monarch found that he still lacked the courage to draw his sword.

He knew what this meant.

It signified that his strength was so vastly inferior to that of the Great Sun Swordsman that this duel would be utterly meaningless, a certain death without a sliver of a chance for a miracle.

”Yes, I have grown stronger.”

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

He saw a true swordsman who, for the sake of Tao, did not fear death, from beginning to end.

Yet the strength of the Scorching Sun Heavenly Monarch was so weak, not even equal to Mu Tiansnow, let alone to reach his true goal.

This scene reminded Jiang Ding of the gap between himself and the Heavenly Sword Sword Child of the Upper Realm.

Could it be, in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Swordsman, he too was striving futilely towards an unachievable goal?

”Scorching Sun, continue to maintain your fighting spirit.”

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice: ”If you can keep this fighting spirit, if you can survive through the cruel battles without dying, then you will slowly surpass an Innate Taoist Body, and slowly close in on me, until you truly possess the qualifications to challenge me.”

”It’s difficult.”

”However, this may be the path that we, as sword cultivators born less naturally gifted, should take.”

’We, as sword cultivators born less naturally gifted?’

A jolt went through the heart of the Scorching Sun Swordsman.

The Great Sun Swordsman, he also had times when he was ’born less gifted’?

This was beyond his imagination.

However, the Great Sun Swordsman had no need to deceive him, it must be the truth, he must have encountered terrifying enemies beyond his imagination, hence the melancholy.

”I shall take your teaching to heart.”

The Scorching Sun Heavenly Monarch bowed deeply and retreated to stand beside Qingyun Heavenly Monarch.

In the arena, only the Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch remained.

A chill filled his heart, and strands of desperation began to surface, his Divine Sense touching upon the Essence Blood and Demon Pill in his chest, ready to be triggered at any moment.

However, the green-clothed youth on the throne did not look at him.

”Fellow Daoist Yin Dao.”

”Long time no see, you have advanced to the Divinity Transformation Stage, surpassing countless generations of the Shuoyang family’s strong, your father Immortal Tianchou and your grandfather Six Fingered Old Demon must feel consoled in the netherworld.”

Jiang Ding said amiably.

He looked at the old acquaintance, the former Six Dao Saint of Liudao Sect, who once stood alongside the Scorching Sun Swordsman in glory, dazzling a generation in the Northern Plains, a figure of the time’s elite.

”All thanks to the Heavenly Monarch’s favor, I am immensely grateful.”

Yin Dao Heavenly Monarch said respectfully with immense gratitude: ”For this great kindness and favor, I would grind my body to dust and scatter my bones in repayment, I dare not forget even after a hundred reincarnations.”

A great favor.

Undoubtedly a fact.

If Tusen Heavenly Monarch had not appeared, he would have by now died at the hands of his ancestor, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, a direct descendant of the Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, becoming his sustenance to extend his life.

”Haha!”

”There’s no need to be so obliging, I haven’t specifically looked after you in any way, most of it is your own effort and luck.”

Jiang Ding laughed.

Without waiting for Yin Dao, who proclaimed himself the Six Paths Celestial Monarch, to speak, he asked further: ”Since you’re so grateful, does that mean you harbor hatred?”

”Your father Immortal Tianchou and your grandfather Six Fingered Old Demon died at my hands, during the time I destroyed the Liudao Sect.”

”That would seem reasonable.”

”Is that so?”