Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1433: Chapter 1401: The Will Written by the Great Sun Celestial Lord

Jiang Ding sat calmly on the peak of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect.

Thunder and dark clouds bloomed around him, wild winds surged, whipping up his clothes and long hair.

“It is estimated that in thirty-seven years, the Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch will arrive at the Thunder Flame Domain.”

“This information came from that butterfly within the Mud Swamp True Venerable’s divine soul.”

Jiang Ding looked towards the distant sea of clouds, thinking indifferently: “In fact, the movements of this immortal sect’s sword dao inheritor elite are no secret; he hails from an immortal sect and openly draws his sword to challenge the Refining Void Practitioners. He hones his sword edge with their blood, never needing to hide or conceal anything; everything is done openly and righteously.”

“Currently, Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch is in the Chongshan Domain, twelve domains away. A few years ago, in a sword fight, he slew the Supreme Elder of Chongshan True Sect, Wanshan True Venerable.”

“This fellow Daoist stepped out of the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm four thousand one hundred years ago, testing his sword across the world. To date, he has slain fifty-seven Refining Void Practitioners, including loose cultivators, true sect practitioners, Taoist sect practitioners, demon race practitioners, and even dragon clan practitioners, heavenly illusion immortal butterfly clan practitioners… all leaving a bloody trail without a single defeat.”

“It is anticipated he will return to the sect in nine hundred years.”

“Upon returning to the sect, he has a chance to challenge the swordsman of the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm; he can choose to challenge or not challenge. If he chooses not to challenge, unless one day he becomes strong enough to overthrow the entire Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm, he will never have this opportunity again in his lifetime.”

“The Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm is a sect that values order and tradition in the path of the sword.”

“Thirty-seven years is very short for a Nascent Soul Cultivator.”

“Will the Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch choose to come to the Thunder Flame Domain then?”

“And if so, will he challenge the Mud Swamp True Venerable, a practitioner at the early stage of the Refining Void?”

Jiang Ding’s expression was indifferent, seemingly unconcerned.

This intelligence came from a spy of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan; they seemed confident in achieving this goal.

However, years ago, this Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly spy should have reported to his superiors.

The fact was, he did not.

Because this reporting method is a top-secret of the quasi-immortal clan, Jiang Ding could not grasp it. The divine soul of that Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly also lacked relevant information, making soul searching futile, even with a Harmonization Stage Soul Searching Talisman.

Years ago, after confirming his inability to control it, Jiang Ding executed the last residual soul of this spy, who had infiltrated the human domain for an unknown number of years.

This meant the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan was already aware of their spy’s exposure and death within the Thunder Flame Domain.

Therefore, whether they continue using a large potential secret force to drive the Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch to the Thunder Flame Domain is uncertain.

“If the Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch doesn’t come, I will go find him with my sword.”

“I am a hospitable person and will not easily give up my goodwill to assist a swordsman full of desire for his enemies and opponents.”

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

This would place him in an even more dangerous situation.

In Mud Swamp Demon City, he had already set up the Harmonization Stage formation of the Immortal Door, investing a massive cost, using ten Harmonization battle merits. He repeatedly added investments, reaching the limits of the Immortal Door technology and his formation arrangements’ abilities.

Even such a finished product, a simple formation that only needed to be installed, also required certain abilities in formation arrangement from the cultivator and had limits.

This is something for life preservation.

One cannot rely on an opponent’s sword dao professional ethics to ensure one’s own life and death.

If he left Mud Swamp Demon City, this costly formation arrangement would have to be abandoned and dismantled back to the Immortal Gate, so that future Immortal Sect citizens could utilize it, saving future costs.

And Jiang Ding himself would take up his sword alone, without the protection of the formation’s backup, and proceed alone, embarking on his path of the sword to find the inheritor sword cultivator of the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm, to bestow upon the Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch the opponent he has always craved.

He had already sent back all his money and immortal technique fragments to the Immortal Gate, and wrote his will.

In this will, Jiang Ding divided his assets—more than two hundred million top-grade spirit stones, numerous sixth-order heavenly materials and earthly treasures, several Harmonization battle merits, and a dominant share of the Immortal Sect Sword Dao Hall Group, abundant shares, and patent dividends—into five parts, each of which would make a Harmonization God Monarch envious.

The first part, thirty percent, to his mother and sister;

The second part, thirty percent, to the Banyan Tree Scholarship, for cultivating young Immortal Sect beings with excellent moral character and qualities in the future;

The third part, twenty percent, to the Immortal Gate Treasury;

The fourth part, fifteen percent, to old friends An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch, Zhang Junsheng, Dinghai Heavenly Monarch, etc.;

The fifth part, half a percent, to Yue and the Great Sun Heavenly Pond.

If she gives birth to life in the future, she would be a free-flying creature of the cultivation world.

Before she infringes upon the Immortal Gate’s interests or violates its laws, the Immortal Gate would not restrain her freedom.

“Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch!”

“The inheritor elite of the Upper Realm Immortal Sect’s sword path, I can hardly wait to meet you…”

A trace of crimson appeared in Jiang Ding’s eyes.

The immortal sect’s inheritor elite in the sword path must surpass him by great distances in flying sword, mana, and divine soul, possessing great advantages due to his background and superior immortal path education; this is something destined to happen.

Everything depends on the sword soul and sword technique.

If Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch’s sword soul and swordsmanship approach Jiang Ding’s, or even surpass it—which is quite possible—it would be extremely dangerous, life-threatening.

People often think that children of wealth must be foolish, lazy, and ignorant.

There indeed are many like this.

However, among those elites from wealthy backgrounds, terrifying individuals like phoenixes among people, not only inherit supreme power and wealth from birth but also possess surpassing ordinary efforts and supreme talent, which ordinary people can never even see their backs for their whole lives, only despair.

What kind of Immortal Sect disciple will Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch be?

No one knows all this.

However, a swordsman daring to step onto the path of blood battles has a great chance of being the latter.

“Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch, he might be extremely strong.”

“That’s wonderful.”

“I am delighted.”

A blazing and torrid killing intent bloomed in Jiang Ding’s heart, increasingly yearning: “However, I will only be stronger than him!”

“I have walked a path filled with thorns and blood, inheriting the more correct path of the Immortal Sect and Great Sun Sword Pavilion, I will surely win, surely cut down the head of the inheritor elite of the sword path, granting Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch the sword duel death he desires, and endowing him with the highest glory…”

Jiang Ding’s voice gradually faded, carried away by the wind.

His body, like withered wood, with the sword soul immersed in the refining of flying swords in the Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique, at this time, the internal demon caused by the Pure Yang Sword Sacrifice Technique was as fragile as an ant, vanishing at a flick, unable to cause any impact.

Because,

a more terrifying internal demon already exists within the divine soul of the swordsman!

The sword, honed little by little, mana refined little by little, sword soul burning little by little, sharpening the sword, sharpening the sword, sharpening the sword, waiting for the distant guest to arrive here, to give him the warmest welcome.