Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding quietly gazed at the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor.

He watched for a long time.

From him, he vaguely saw many familiar figures. Objectively speaking, he was indeed the most orthodox inheritor of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the one most similar to the will of the First Generation Great Sun Sword Master.

”Long time no see, Mingguang.”

Jiang Ding said casually.

”Long time no see, Sword Master.”

The Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor bowed once again.

He knew that the Sword Master was conversing with the founding Ancestor Master of his lineage, the previous Great Sun Swordsman Mingguangzi, after many millennia, the Sword Emperor of the Mingguang lineage has appeared once more.

”Hahaha!”

”Hahaha... hahaha... Little Mingguang, come over here!”

A kindly figure, like a ray of sunlight, emerged around the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy, laughing heartily and beckoning to the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor like calling a small animal.

Little Mingguang?

The Taoist Court cultivators watching the ceremony were startled.

Yuan’s eyes grew cold.

”Greetings, Senior Yue.”

The Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor trotted over like a child, full of emotional value, even bending over to place his head under the sunny figure’s hand.

”Hahaha!”

”You rascal, hahaha, hee hee hee, my teachings were not in vain.”

Yue laughed heartily, vigorously rubbing the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor’s head, turning it into a mess.

Her words were true.

Unlike her aloofness towards Sword Cultivators of the Taiyin Lineage like Yu Qianzi, Yue paid great attention to any inheritor of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, instructing, providing resources, and then cold-bloodedly sending them to the battlefield.

The flourishing development of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion in recent years was greatly attributed to her, who guarded the Great Sun Heavenly Pond.

Indeed, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was in a period of great prosperity!

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion had never been completely destroyed; as long as the Great Sun Heavenly Pond existed, as well as the Swordsman, this sect was too resilient. Destroying the sect and killing the Sword Master simply couldn’t eradicate this inheritance.

For millions of years, the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor has been Yue’s greatest masterpiece!

The Great Sun Yang Mang Sword Emperor and a large number of other powerful Sword Dao practitioners were also significant, but none was more important to Yue than the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor. To Yue, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion held many things she cherished, and the Mingguang lineage, representing the most orthodox inheritance, undoubtedly received most of her attention.

”Hee hee hee.”

”Yuan, are you happy now?”

Yue suddenly provocatively glanced at Yuan, the challenge extremely evident.

Her relationship with the Immortal Gate Governor had always been poor, undoubtedly because the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was destroyed by Yuan, the master of the revival of the Immortal Sect.

Of course, there was no hatred.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion was destroyed on the battlefield, which was a glory for a Sword Cultivator; bearing hatred would be a shame.

However, Yue couldn’t help but feel a bit dissatisfied.

Now, the emergence of a Sword Emperor in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

She believed the Sword Pavilion was even stronger than the current Immortal Sect for the first time, which thrilled her. It’s important to note that the Spirit of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond could directly command any cultivator below the Great Sun Sword Master, making the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor essentially her subordinate.

For a moment, she felt a bit elated.

”Haha,”

”Of course, happy.”

Yuan smiled gently.

”Hee hee.”

Yue also smiled without a genuine cheer.

In the starry sky, an ominous, deep killing intent seemingly emerged unknowingly.

Jiang Ding squinted slightly, pondering something.

”Swordsman,”

”Do you think something is amiss?”

Yue turned her head, looking at the green-clothed youth.

This was her companion of millions of years, the Great Sun Swordsman, both knew each other too well.

She was probing, feeling uneasy.

Regardless, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion always held an absolute position in the heart of the Spirit of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond; she was loyal to the entity known as the Great Sun Swordsman.

Before the Human Emperor’s demise, would Sword Pavilion be purged?

Jiang Ding didn’t answer.

However, a voice simultaneously emerged in Yue’s and Yuan’s minds.

”The long-term interests of the Immortal Sect will and always must take precedence over all else; this point is unchallengeable.”

”As for Sword Dao, it is my self-expression.”

”Between the two, a balance will form; a mere Sword Emperor should not represent the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.”

”The Great Sun Sword Pavilion is my domain!”

Jiang Ding coldly eyed Yue, this elder he greatly respected: ”Yue, you have erred; the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion lies with me, not anyone else.”

”Even if I were to personally slaughter all Great Sun Sword Cultivators, the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion would remain unharmed.”

”Do not interfere with my decisions.”

The chilly words seeped into her bones, seemingly freezing time itself.

Yue pouted but seemed unfazed.

Yuan’s heart eased slightly.

This was a product of the Xianmen Sect, raised from childhood under its protection, not a disciple of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, never was.

Such words appeared fleetingly and then vanished, unnoticed by the crowd.

Boom!

Boom... boom...

The Nine Tribulations Heavenly Tribulations appeared successively.

Under the watchful eyes of many cultivators, the Seven Kills Quasi-Emperor and the Heavenly Dao Quasi-Emperor successively crossed tribulations, battling amidst thunder, blossoming their Sword Dao Will in death, solidifying their immortal bodies, making the ultimate leap to higher realms without regrets.

Eventually, the crowd heard a sigh.

A Dao Sword shattered, turning to ash, leaving only a cracked fragment behind.

”The Heavenly Dao Quasi-Emperor has passed away.”

Many Quasi-Emperors sighed slightly.

Such is the path to becoming an emperor, even when close to the door, but ultimately, it’s elusive.

At the same time, amidst a gory light, within a cold, evil qi, an icy, cruel Sword Intent rose like an abyss, crimson rivers spreading across the starry sky, almost solidifying the blood of the Quasi-Emperors.

Another new Sword Emperor had been born.

”I am Seven Kills,”

”I greet the Sword Master!”

The Seven Kills Sword Emperor, clad in a blood robe, his face pale yet handsome, his expression sinister, kneeled on one knee before the green-clothed youth, expressing his loyalty without restraint.

Despite earnestly displaying loyalty, the coldness in his voice remained undisguised.

Many Taoist Court cultivators showed extreme envy.

The Seven Kills Divine Dynasty, a force that hadn’t waned throughout multiple Immortal Dynasty eras, successfully birthed its Emperor Realm Cultivator in this era.

”Impressive.”

”Seven Kills, Seven Kills, you truly deserve to be called Seven Kills; you haven’t disgraced the name of senior Seven Kills.”

Jiang Ding said calmly.

After truly acquiring the name of True Fairy, the first one to dare to reach out to the young True Fairy was the last Seven Kills Sword Master of the Seven Kills Divine Dynasty.

This represented greed, the consciousness of a Sword Cultivator.

And coincidentally, not only did Seven Kills practitioners have greed and consciousness, but they also truly achieved their goals, which was splendid.

The final promotion of the Sword Cultivators had concluded.

Four Sword Dao Quasi-Emperors had ascended, three succeeded, and one perished.

The Supreme Great Sun Dao Court instantly possessed the combat power of three Nine Tribulations Venerables, its military might swelling several times over.

From this moment, the army of the Ten Thousand Races Heavenly Court was nothing more than ants.