Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1519: Chapter 1487: The Ancient Divine Domain Daoist and Saint Heir Both Fall

This battle of the Taoist disciples, which stirred the emotions of dozens of Harmonization God Monarchs and affected the whole of the Ancient Divine Domain World Cluster’s fight, gradually revealed its results under everyone’s watchful eyes.

The grey chaotic dragon’s breath flickered momentarily before suddenly collapsing.

The destructive star that devoured all sunlight similarly flickered several times, the entire star explored and collapsed, leaving only a dim Blue-Gold Flying Sword retreating back to the hand of a teetering green-clothed youth.

At the instant the Taiqing Flying Sword fell into his hand,

Boom!

Jiang Ding’s body, from the arm down, experienced a series of explosions, shattering into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only a blue-gold skeleton steadily gripping his Life Flying Sword without any waver.

His opponent possessed more than ten times his strength!

Even though Sword Spirit Realm Sword Skill, Material Sun Sword Soul, and a Quasi-seven-order Array Master gave him the qualification to dance on the knife’s edge, there were still limits.

In this strike, his body was affected by a mere wisp of residual chaotic breath. Just a wisp was enough to turn all the flesh in his body into blood mist instantly, unable to resist in the slightest.

“Alas!”

“This Monarch is still not strong enough.”

“Needs more tempering, must not become arrogant or complacent…”

Jiang Ding was not overly concerned about his injuries; a light flickered in his hollow skull eyes as he looked toward the other side, his opponents.

In the All Heavens Chaos Hell True Array’s star map, the 24 remaining Ancient Divine Domain Daoist Saint Sons were rigid and motionless.

They had burned their Divine Souls, their flesh, burned everything, even forming a rudimentary Dharma Form, utilizing all their life to form a formation and unleashed the strongest strike of their lifetime.

Yet, the result was…

“No!”

“How can there be such a being in this world?”

A Daoist, with only a sliver of power left, weepingly said.

“I, the Saint Son, am unwilling. This should not be the end for the Saint Son. I am destined to become an existence above Harmonization…”

Weaving Sky Spider Saint Son roared with fury.

He presided over the rules of fate, able to see some of the future’s past. He envisioned the Weaving Sky Spider Clan successfully obtaining the Ancient Divine Path’s legacy, with a promising future of achieving a form above Harmonization, wholly breaking free from the shackles of the Ancient God Ancestor Master, truly free, restoring the glory of a dominant race before the era of the Ancient God Ancestor Master.

That was an era of glory where all of humanity was trampled underfoot, genuinely possessing the Domain!

“Father, save me, quickly kill this damned human ant…”

The Saint Son of the Netherworld Black Sky Crane Clan weakly cried.

Comparatively, the noble-born Bloodline Demon Clan Saint Son seemed even more fragile, unable to accept reality. They were born strong, indeed lacking a measure of upward tempering.

However, these differences did not mean much at this moment.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword.

The Taiqing Flying Sword had dimmed considerably.

At this moment, a sword was swung, accompanied by the Solar Six Paths Order, and taking the path of the rule, it drew an exceptionally beautiful arc, displaying the strongest swordsmanship in this Domain.

“Stop! Ant!”

“How dare you!”

“If you kill my son, this God Monarch will surely make you wish to live but unable to die, fighting to the death with your Eastern Devil School…”

In this instant, countless Harmonization God Monarchs flashed vengeful eyes, countless god monarchs from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans sternly sending threatening messages, the killing intent surging, chilling the whole starry sky like hell.

These god monarchs of the Demon Clan were quite straightforward, barbarous in demeanor, issuing brutal threats directly.

“Bastard!”

“Lowly human slave!”

The most furious among them belonged to the Netherworld Black Sky Crane Clan’s Harmonization God Monarch, Black Sky God Monarch, who said harshly, “If you dare kill my son, this God Monarch will demand the lives of countless disciples from the Eastern Devil School, will tear you to pieces, your Divine Soul tormented for a million years, never reborn!”

“Young friend, this God Monarch has a supreme treasure with a Yang attribute…”

One Harmonization God Monarch took another approach, offering a priceless Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure to entice him, earnestly negotiating terms.

“My clan is willing to ally with the Eastern Devil School, sharing prosperity…”

Another Harmonization God Monarch attempted to lure with great prospects.

Many such conditions and interventions, no one thought the so-called Holy Sword Fight was something to be respected, all using their power to obstruct him.

What are all these,

to a Sun Sword Cultivator?

They are merely a sword-light.

An even more beautiful, swifter sword-light.

This sword-light formed by the Taiqing Flying Sword drew a beautiful arc, slashing across the necks of the already gravely injured Elite from the Ancient Divine Domain, who could no longer maintain the formation.

Instantly, heads rolled off, blood spraying several meters high, creating a series of unforgettable scenes in the starry sky.

Among them, Daoists and Saint Sons attempted to escape, burning everything, unleashing a host of trump cards, using Concealment or Space Escape Technique, or transforming and disguising themselves as dust-like existences.

However, all were to no avail.

Without the great formation and severely injured, they were nothing more than insignificant weeds to the Taiqing Flying Sword, swept away effortlessly.

With a single strike,

slaying twenty-four Daoists from the Ancient Divine Domain!

These renowned Elites, Daoists, Saint Sons of the Ancient Divine Domain, viewed by countless cultivators as unmatched Elites, sovereigns of the future Domains, died not with grandiosity but simply, like ants.

Clang!

Clang clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword returned with joyful sword cries, the sound of the Great Dao’s sword spreading in all directions, enlightening people.

The skeleton-looking Jiang Ding gently closed his eyes, carefully savoring the beauty of this moment, the joy, and the inspirations that sprang forth in his Sea of Consciousness, his thoughts having numerous ideas about Swordsmanship, helped by the Sword Spirit Realm Sword Skill progressing steadily into the mid-stage, soon breaking through to the later stage.

Consolidating everything, breaking through to the later stage of the Sixth Realm of Sword Dao after the Sword Spirit Realm posed no issue.

Also, the Material Sun Sword Soul.

After experiencing a life-and-death struggle with a Magic Cultivator, the Sword Cultivator’s Sword Heart became even firmer, with the idealist Sword Soul gaining a breakthrough, one step closer to the Sword Soul of the Upper Realm Immortal Sect Sword Son.

Of course, accompanying this were also some discordant curses and threats.

“Good, good, good!”

“An insignificant ant, daring to slaughter my God Monarch’s progeny in my presence…”

“In this life, in this world, you had better not step out even a foot, otherwise, I will personally…”

These were the Harmonization God Monarchs from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans.

Upon confirming the uselessness of it, the Harmonization God Monarchs of the Human Race would not threaten verbally multiple times; they would act instead, without shouting.

Such verbal threats bore no effect besides venting one’s anger, and had the negative effect of alerting the enemy.

Jiang Ding slowly opened his eyes, looking at the many Harmonization God Monarchs of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans who were shouting outside the Hidden Sky Pavilion.

He revealed a kindly smile.

“Senior Black Sky of the Netherworld Black Sky Crane,”

Jiang Ding looked at the most conspicuous pitch-black demonic crane, sincerely saying, “The young one remembers your enthusiasm, Senior.”

“Within five hundred years at most, the young one will surely go to your clan’s territory, carefully inspecting each Netherworld Black Sky Crane to see if they have broken the Xianmen Sect’s laws or consumed humans.”

“If so, I will mercifully grant them death.”

“If your whole clan is like this, then your entire clan could also gather, reuniting with the Black Sky Crane Saint Son Fellow Daoist, wouldn’t it be excellent then…”

He said compassionately.

“Heh heh!”

The Black Sky God Monarch of the Netherworld Black Sky Crane Clan coldly chuckled.