Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1436: Chapter 1404: The Palpitation of the Inheritor Sword Cultivator of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm

The chubby old man was silent for a long time.

He thought of the years gone by.

His father, uncles, and the ancestors fought and struggled, sworn as brothers, never betraying each other. At their poorest times, they would rather not cultivate themselves and instead save money for the ancestors to buy sword refining materials.

No, that wasn’t the poorest time yet.

In their fathers’ and forefathers’ generation, during the poorest time, the Lei Yang Sword Sect didn’t even have a single spirit stone. Everyone went hunting demons with bare arms, becoming dogs for the Immortal Sects, risking their lives. A large group of brothers died before they finally earned some spirit stones.

Sometimes, there were no spirit stones at all. The Immortal Sect practitioners were greedy and malicious, withholding the payment for risking lives.

In the last battle before the Lei Yang Sword Sect could become part of the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm, his father and Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch’s grandfather died together, falling with many brothers before the dawn.

Before dying, his father instructed him to take care of everyone’s children and his little brothers, telling him that blood ties meant nothing, were worth nothing, that these brotherly bonds were the real deal.

At this moment, the chubby old man had a dazed look in his eyes.

On this Nascent Soul cultivator standing before him, he seemed to see the shadows of his forebears, those familiar figures flashing in front of him, laughing, holding their swords, rushing forth into battle undeterred.

“Why must it be like this…”

“Little Guang Lei, why?”

The chubby old man’s voice was dry and somewhat hoarse as he spoke: “With the ancestors around, with invincible powers in the world, why must we worry? Why rush it now?”

“Why not enjoy life a bit, wait a few ten thousand years, play to our fill, and then seek the great path?”

“You are still so young, life has only just started, why risk it now?”

He indirectly admitted his intention to interfere on the battlefield when in a critical situation.

He did not want to see a little brother die in front of him.

“Hahaha!”

“Seventh Uncle, the pursuit of the great path has always been constant from beginning to end, when has there ever been an excuse to pause?”

Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch laughed boldly: “Why should you elders worry about me?”

“The arrival of True Fire Heavenly Monarch and Xuan Shui Heavenly Monarch indeed brings me the likelihood of death, but it also brings me a great opportunity, one that hasn’t been seen in ten thousand years, this is a tremendous blessing.”

“Could it be that you have no confidence in me?”

“It can’t be, can it…”

He pretended to be worried and spoke with concern.

“Of course, I have confidence. The inheritor Sword Dao genius of our sect is supposed to be invincible in the world!”

The chubby old man said no more.

He took over the Heavenly Dao contract, signed his Divine Soul Brand, cutting off any last lingering thoughts of retreat for the inheritor Sword Cultivator, leaving no room for any wishful thinking in his heart.

In front of him, the barrier of the Thunder Flame Domain appeared.

Endless thunderstorms cloud relied on the group entering it without any pause, orderly and composed, overwhelming pressure filled all directions, and the supreme will of Sword Dao descended upon this lower domain.

In that instant, the sky was radiant, the rules of the Heavenly Dao buzzed incessantly, vibrating continuously, countless anomalies arose throughout the Thunder Flame Domain, thunder and lightning never ceasing.

Countless cultivators were horrified beyond measure.

They recalled the records in ancient texts and were dumbfounded.

“This is…”

“How many years has it been, never before…”

…

“Beyond Refining Nothingness!”

“Someone beyond Refining Nothingness has entered the Thunder Flame Domain!”

At the mountain peak of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, a green-clothed youth opened his eyes, revealing scarlet and blazing pupils: “This expert beyond Refining Nothingness has fallen into serious injury!”

“And my distant guest has also come here.”

Jiang Ding harbored murderous intent in his heart, ascended through the air for some distance, then he suddenly looked back, glancing in another direction.

Buzz!

The sky on the other side of the Thunder Flame Domain!

At that moment, the same sky full of radiance, the Heavenly Dao vibrated ceaselessly, countless Taiyin and Taiyang visions manifested in the sky, causing countless ripples on the world barrier, opposing those thunder vision without yielding at all.

This kind of vision was not unfamiliar; in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s legacy, there were detailed records.

“Beyond Refining Nothingness!”

“A strong practitioner beyond Refining Nothingness from the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has appeared! Moreover, there must be two practitioners beyond Refining Nothingness…”

Jiang Ding’s gaze was calm as a lake.

This was entirely unfamiliar information; he only grasped a few Refinement Void level influences; he had no means to trace the movements of such Immortal Sect practitioner’s heritage.

“By usual reasoning, the inheritor Sword Cultivator of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has also arrived.”

“This is no coincidence.”

“The Sword Dao Immortal Sect desires opponents. Their inheritor Sword Cultivators are bound to intersect, it’s just a matter of where. This… is truly wonderful!”

“Hahaha!”

Jiang Ding was infinitely pleased.

“The heavens have been so good to me, knowing I cannot stay for long, they have sent two inheritor Sword Cultivators from the Immortal Sect to me, granting me an unparalleled opportunity…”

“Who says this monarch has no fortune?”

“Who says this monarch can’t stumble upon a great opportunity on the road, isn’t this just the case now?”

The two Sword Cultivators of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm can only count as one.

Because similar Daymoon Sword Pavilion’s Dari Swordsman and Taiyin Swordman combined only compare to the Taoist disciples like Shadow Demon Abyss’s sects.

“Haha!”

“Wuhu!”

“Today is a good day, a really good day…”

Jiang Ding hummed a tune as he walked out of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, heading towards the Mud Swamp Demon City.

His heart was filled with joy, to the point where he completely ignored the other side of the Thunder Flame Domain’s sky, various visions rose again, similar to the past history of Spirit Treasure Realm strong practitioners beyond Refining Nothingness’s descending visions, should be related to the current Immortal Artifact Sect practitioners.

Nothing worth watching.

Magic Cultivator disciples, inheritor practitioners can’t be matched up fairly unless thrown into environments like the Yin and Yang Void Realm.

Right now, for Sword Cultivators, they hold no value, not worth a glance.

…

“Why do I feel uneasy?”

In one corner of the Thunder Flame Domain’s barrier, two sword-wielding cultivators, one male and one female, appeared.

The man had a simple appearance, the woman ordinary looking with a red mole on her brow, both appeared unremarkable, with no attendants or guards, just two ordinary cultivators of the cultivation world.

This style carried a strong orthodox sword cultivator flavor.

One person, one sword, wandering the world, slicing injustice with the sword, with no need for burdens or pomp, everything to be attained by the sword.

Upon stepping into the Thunder Flame Domain, the female cultivator with the red mole on her brow suddenly spoke.

In her heart was an inexplicable blood surge.

It was as if something extremely familiar yet very unfamiliar was approaching her, drawing near, giving rise to a mysterious feeling of disgust.

This feeling was utterly bizarre, coming suddenly, disappearing suddenly, extremely peculiar.

“I feel it too.”

“This feeling…”

True Fire Heavenly Monarch, being in complete sync with his Lunar female practitioner’s emotions, understood her sentiment and pondered: “However, in my heart, there is no such feeling of disgust, rather a mix of familiarity, dread, and joy.”

“Familiarity, joy?”

Xuan Shui Heavenly Monarch instinctively felt a murderous intent growing, though unclear exactly why.

Neither of them ignored this sudden blood surge, considering it carefully, silently deducing.

The inheritor Sword Cultivator, swordsmen, Taoist disciples, these beings’ divine souls are exceptionally sensitive and pure, often able to foresee special events occurring.

Yet, they knew nothing.

The various inheritances and records of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm made no mention.

“Senior, do you feel this blood surge?”

Xuan Shui Heavenly Monarch suddenly asked.

She knew she had protectors, but had never seen them.

“No.”

“The blood surge of the inheritor Sword Cultivator belongs solely to oneself.”

A cold voice came from the void: “The inheritor Sword Cultivators of the sect, go forth and fight!”

“Go pursue your great Tao opportunities. If you die in a glorious duel of the same or one level above, I will erect a joint clothes tomb for you in the sect’s Sword Tomb.”

“Future generations will know, someone was here, died in an unregretted glorious sword fight.”

The voice fell silent.