Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Capítulo 1919: Chapter 1887: The Dari Swordsman’s Daoist Body Is About to Be Complete

In the end, only the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Master remained on the spot.

This sapphire butterfly, a thousand feet in size, gradually revealed its true form—a young maiden in a blue dress, with an innocent face, even more youthful and beautiful than the Immortal Butterfly.

She took a deep look at the green-clothed youth below, who was skin and bones, and vanished without a trace.

“Cowardly butterfly,”

“So weak, without any glory of the strong…”

Jiang Ding sighed deeply, looking like a skeleton.

He gazed inward and found that his body was filled with the Power of Death brought by the Southern Dipper Stars. Almost all his flesh and veins had been corroded to nothing, turning into blood water, and his internal organs were the same. His entire being was now just an empty shell.

The only comfort was that his bones weren’t completely damaged. Although they appeared dull and withered, the cells were not entirely dead and retained some vitality, especially the all-important spine, which was perfectly functional and even retained the ability to produce blood!

The most praise-worthy was the brain.

Only the outer layer of brain cells was damaged, while the inside remained vibrant. It could still contribute significantly to the Sword Soul’s computation power enhancement, and there were still a few strands of black hair left, not completely turned gray…

In summary, the problem wasn’t major.

It’s just a fatal injury, but not deadly. After a few hundred to a thousand years of recovery, it could be restored, much better than before.

“Damn it,”

“Why isn’t the Supreme stepping into the arena yet?”

Jiang Ding cursed inwardly: “Sure, I’m severely wounded and near death, but if you come down, you’ll also be gravely injured—fair game. I wasn’t afraid of fighting one against nine, so why are you scared?”

“Huh?!”

“How did you cultivate in the past when you were just Taoist disciples?”

Within the Sword Soul, countless inspiration waves surged, countless paths and directions were rapidly being inferred. There was approximately a sixty to seventy percent chance of succeeding in the eighth Nirvana of Harmonization. With several millennia of inference and calculation, this probability might reach about eighty percent.

This life and death sword fight significantly contributed to this, and also the strong foundation laid by the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul made breakthrough easier than the usual Four Steps Limit Taoists. Such a strong foundation is indeed beneficial for a cultivator.

Of course, these are distant matters.

In fact, the Dari Swordsman is not currently a complete Four Steps Limit Taoist. His Daoist body is severely damaged, and his power cannot be fully exerted—be it 120%, 150%, or even 200%—top-notch Sword Cultivators can achieve such power control.

If he forcibly exerted such power, he would die.

Now, this suffocating life is about to end.

“My Daoist body is about to fully form!”

“A Daoist body fully capable of accommodating the Sword Soul is about to appear!”

Jiang Ding showed the joy of an Elder Nong harvesting his crops. With a wave of his hand, nine different storage treasures flew out from the ashes and landed before him.

These storage treasures came in many shapes—some tooth-like, primitive and ancient in style, evidently belonging to the Hundred-headed Black Prison Saint Son, some shaped like ancient jade, others like pill pellets, or small sails… all were top storage treasures from the Great Thousand World.

“The spoils inside shouldn’t be much.”

“After all, these were people actively stepping onto the battlefield, not being ambushed, unlikely to carry massive wealth with them.”

Jiang Ding judged.

Of course, so-called treasures, Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, while important to a swordsman with the wealth of the Future Buddha Son and Xingtian Divine Son, are not that significant—just floating wealth.

The most important, naturally, is…

Jiang Ding’s eyes glowed intensely, fixed on the nine Lifebound Treasures or Lifebound Spiritual Materials that flew from the ashes, such as the Reversed Scale of the Heavenly Blood Dragon, the wings of the Immortal Butterfly, and the eyes of the Hundred-headed Black Prison Saint Son, a full two hundred ink jade treasure bead-like eyes, these are all world-shocking treasures.

These, these are the Supreme Treasures!

The Taoists, are the Supreme Treasures!

What kind of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure could compare to these Immortal Dao wisdom’s highest achievements of the Perishing Immortal Realm?

None, none at all!

The greatest treasures of the Immortal Dao Civilization are individual strong beings. The Taoists, as future rulers of the Great Thousand World Clusters, their life, their Lifebound Treasures, and Lifebound Spiritual Materials are the most precious wealth of the Great Thousand World Clusters, incomparable to anything else.

“Guess?”

“Is there a lethal trap inside that could kill me?”

Jiang Ding leisurely said.

Is there?

It’s not important.

Because he wouldn’t handle the spoils in a severely injured near-death state. He hadn’t made this mistake since he first obtained the Taiqing Spirit Iron at sixteen, just a few days ago.

Jiang Ding slightly closed his eyes, gathering the rolling Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, Great Sun Essence, falling into healing, slowly absorbing and exhaling Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi to restore and regenerate his flesh and blood body.

In the distance, footsteps came. Dozens of Heavenly Men from various tribes walked over hesitantly, stepping through the slurry of blood and flesh, walking on this sea of blood. Even after hundreds of thousands of years of Dao heart tempering, they couldn’t help but tremble, unable to control themselves, yet still walked towards the exceedingly weak youth with trepidation, like approaching an apocalyptic demon, appearing as weak as mortals.

Still now, that terrifying sword was imprinted in their minds.

That sword not only destroyed the Divine Souls of the Nine Great Daoists but also had the remaining strength to stop the formation method’s self-destruction and burning, cutting off the restrictions on their Divine Souls, granting them and countless cultivators freedom.

Dozens of Heavenly Men respectfully approached the emaciated green-clothed youth, kneeling on one knee: “Greetings, Swordsman!”

Among these Heavenly Men, there were those from the Hundred-headed Black Prison Dogs clan, Dragon Clan Heavenly Men from the Sky Blood Dragon Court, butterfly-like Heavenly Men of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly, as well as Human Race Heavenly Men from the Seven Kills Immortal Palace, Heavenly Beast Garden, Dan Tian Immortal Sect. They showed no signs of conflict, respectfully kneeling before a Humate being.

“Huh?”

The green-clothed youth slowly opened his eyes, puzzled: “Why haven’t you left yet?”

Saving them was just a convenient act, not risky, nor did it require much effort.

Really… far too many were slaughtered in this battle.

Although it wasn’t the Dari Swordsman who did it, it was the Nine Great Daoists who forcibly shared their backlash onto them, causing countless beings to die.

This green-clothed youth, in such a weak state, just asked a simple question, without any killing intent, yet this group of Heavenly Men trembled like quails, their hearts cold, unable to calm down no matter what.

After a while, as their Divine Souls swole rapidly, their eyes turned collectively to a most well-presented and attractive Dan Tian Immortal Sect Heavenly Man.

This Heavenly Man, in a pink dress, was a petite young girl, as gentle as water, possessing top-tier Alchemist skills, extremely precious.

Even such an Alchemist stepped onto the battlefield, showing just how determined Dan Tian Immortal Sect was to wipe out the Pure Yang Sword Child.

“Swordsman.”

“We don’t dare now.”

The Water Concealing Celestial Person from Dan Tian Immortal Sect replied nervously: “All the Taoists have fallen in battle, only we survived. There might be suspicion of collusion. The Supreme is now in a rage, truly fearing… fearing that returning will be worse than death.”

The Heavenly Men from various clans empathized.

Each family knows their own affairs.

Don’t be fooled by the supposedly noble status of Heavenly Men in the Great Thousand World, ruling over numerous beings in World Community, witnessing the vicissitudes of the Human World, drifting like clouds. In truth, in front of the Supreme, they are akin to ants, getting killed whimsically, without much status.

Coincidentally, the Pure Yang Sword Child saved them.

These ants, having been saved once, hopefully won’t be killed again?

It defies common sense.