Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The head of the Demon Emperor, like a star, fell, crashing into the starry sky.

”A bunch of trash.”

”You delayed my participation in the real battle. You delayed my supreme opportunity.”

Luotian Quasi-Emperor and tens of millions of Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators did not even glance at the corpses of the three Demon Emperors and the countless bodies of the Taoist Soldiers filling the starry sky. They turned and left, merging into the Supreme Great Sun Demon Slaying Sword Formation led by the three Sword Emperors, like rivers merging into the sea, becoming indistinguishable in an instant.

At this moment, looking into the distance, everywhere are the bodies of Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Destruction Dao Soldiers, floating in the starry sky, even blocking the light from the stars.

This world is like hell, filled with corpses.

The elites and prodigies of the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Dynasty, over thirty million years, were all buried here, not one survived.

The remnants of the past era are dissipating, unable to wait for the dreamed Golden Era, just like countless eras of cultivators yearning for it.

The last ten billion Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators surrounded the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor.

The numbers decreased from three trillion to ten billion, a ninety-seven percent mortality rate, yet the combat power of these terrifying Sword Cultivators did not diminish, instead becoming more sharp and fearsome. The blazing sword-light illuminated the eternal star river, trapping the wounded Ancient Emperor tightly in a corner of the starry sky.

Like silent army ants, hunting a giant beast step by step.

”Your Majesty Wanfa,”

”Please meet your death.”

The Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor said slowly.

”Please meet your death.”

The Great Sun Yang Mang Sword Emperor said grimly.

”Meet your death!”

”Meet your death!”

”Meet your death... death... death...”

A hundred billion Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators laughed, looking at the mountain-like Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor, as if looking at a withered bone in a tomb.

Although any Sword Cultivator knows the terror of a dying beast, the most dangerous moment has arrived, yet they are unwilling, not willing to avoid its edge, only wanting to achieve transcendence in the Sword Dao through direct confrontation.

”Sword Cultivator’s Holy Sword Fight transcendence?”

”I can also transcend between life and death!”

The head of the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor roared lowly within the blood and flesh scar mountain peak, for he had fully unfolded his Ten Thousand Laws and Ten Thousand Numbers Immortal Body, operating at the extreme, having accumulated countless variables and changes in the Immortal Body.

The accumulated strength, at this moment, blossomed.

Thump!

This is the sound of a heartbeat, like the clash of a furnace, forming an ancient Great Dao sound.

The pulsing sound waves formed a wave of destruction sweeping the surroundings, disrupting the immense pressure accumulated by the hundred billion Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators, as if some terrifying existence had awakened!

The blood and flesh mountain peak stood up!

An unimaginable giant stood between the cosmic star river, every muscle fiber, every bone carrying the taste of change and thereafter cause and effect, the taste of destiny, shimmering with the brilliance of the Ten Thousand Laws Original Ancient Scroll, the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor’s lifelong quest for the Immortal Path.

The Ten Thousand Laws and Ten Thousand Numbers Immortal Body reached its peak state!

”Ten Thousand Laws!”

”The torrent of all laws of heaven and earth!”

In the blood and flesh mountain, the giant mouth of the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor opened and closed.

Clearly a body of blood and flesh, yet as the giant mouth opened and closed, countless flames, countless fates and causes and effects were seen, more like the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Furnace opening its lid, releasing the stored — countless sword-light!

There was the Sword-light of Seven Kills, the Sword-light of Mingguang, the Sword-light of the Great Sun, the Sword-light of the Water Sword Dao, the Sword-light of the Gold Element...

The sword-light, seemingly endless, carried the aura of the Sword Cultivators!

The sword-light, numbering one hundred and three billion paths!

Each of these paths of sword-light came from every living Sword Cultivator present, sword-lights cut by these Sword Cultivators over centuries, stored by the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Furnace, forming intensely targeted sword-lights, several to ten times stronger than those of the Sword Cultivators.

This is, returning the other’s way!

Using the swords of the Sword Cultivators, amplified by several to ten times, to cut the Sword Cultivators!

This is the Ten Thousand Laws and Ten Thousand Numbers Immortal Path, stronger from inception due to cutting the enemy with enhanced versions of the enemy’s swords!

This is the torrent of Ten Thousand Laws that the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor planned and accumulated for five hundred years!

How to block?

How can it be blocked?

In that instant, countless destinies connected to the hundred billion Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators, connected to the three Sword Emperors and all the Quasi-Emperors, a destiny on each Sword Cultivator.

These destinies showed that, in one-millionth of a breath, all Human Race Sword Cultivators would die.

Some decapitated, some quartered, some bodies shattered to death, each in various ways, but all extremely tragic, death unavoidable, this is the future destiny.

The cold death fell into the hearts of the three Sword Emperors, making them feel as if they were plunged into an ice cave.

This is the struggle of cornered beasts, the most dangerous time.

”Haha!”

”Hahaha...”

The Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor suddenly laughed.

Immediately, all the Sword Cultivators began to laugh, laughing heartily, because the long-awaited final moment had arrived, the dazzling moment of transcendence was about to come.

Weren’t countless years of slaughter and death all for today’s sword fight transcendence?

Every Sword Cultivator felt a premonition in their hearts.

Once achieving this dazzling victory, the Sword Dao will greatly progress, the Sword Emperor will take a big step in the Imperial Realm, and those below the Sword Emperor will have hope of reaching it; below the Quasi-Emperor level, cultivation base will certainly undergo a leap-like transformation.

Victory!

As long as there’s victory in the Holy Sword Fight!

”Taishang!”

”Supreme End of Silence Sword Formation!”

”The Great Sun is about to fall, the Divine Moon is about to be torn apart, the Immortal Path and Heaven and Earth are about to enter the End of Dharma, all Immortal Gods will fall from the Starry Sky, the transcendent will cease to exist, and the Elimination Method will prevail...”

Countless Sword Cultivators chant, announcing to the heavens and earth with determination and brilliance, moving forward with relentless will.

All the Divine Souls of Sword Cultivators are burning, their Sword Dao bodies are burning, everything is invested into this one sword, seeking life through death.

These resolute wills have triggered a catastrophe in the heaven and earth!

Woo woo...

Woo woo woo...

In numerous starry skies, the heavens and earth lament, the Great Dao shatters, the eternal wills of the Great Sun and Taiyin dissipate, and the Supreme Great Sun Demon Slaying Sword Formation disintegrates and burns, slashing with the last sword.

This sword penetrates time, cause and effect, and the Great Dao, reaching the other shore, striking at the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor with a sword accumulated over 500 years!

This is the final sword!

The dreams and beliefs of both sides, their desires for the Great Dao, all fall on this last strike!

Time loses its meaning at this moment.

At the instant when the torrent of Ten Thousand Laws and the Supreme End of Silence Sword Formation touch, the rules of heaven and earth solidify, half black and half white, where time no longer flows and the Great Dao no longer appears.

No one knows how much time has passed.

The heavens and earth become bright again.

Bang!

On the battlefield, eighty billion Human Race Sword Cultivators silently turn into flying ash and dissipate, their Divine Souls completely annihilated.

”Kill!”

”Kill kill kill...”

The remaining twenty billion Human Race Sword Cultivators are all injured, almost dying, but they feverishly shout, uniting body and sword, charging forward, their eyes burn with greed like wolves.

It’s here!

The moment has arrived!

All Human Race Sword Cultivators have an incredibly clear instinct for battle, recognizing that in this final slaughter, ninety-nine percent of them will perish, leaving at most less than a hundred survivors, perhaps even fewer than ten, but those who survive will all ascend to become Sword Emperors, each advancing far upon the Sword Dao.

Enough!

This is truly enough!

If a Sword Cultivator cannot reach the pinnacle, dying in battle is only rightful, nothing unsatisfactory about it!

Enough!

”Hahaha!”

”Kill! Kill kill kill...”

The remaining twenty billion Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators laugh crazily, walking towards death, charge towards life and death, each believing they will surely be among the last ten survivors.

Such arrogance.

Such belief in inevitable victory.

Silent.

Across, silence.

The Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor watched this scene in silence.

He was left with only a head, his Ten Thousand Laws and Ten Thousand Numbers Immortal Body shattered, his Ten Thousand Laws Divine Furnace with only a lid remaining, all methods exhausted, nothing left to rely on.

Defeated.

Already defeated.

Even if a miracle occurred, it would but slay all these Daoist Soldiers, leaving the Supreme Great Sun to waste millions of years, only after millions more would such an army of Sword Cultivators re-emerge.

This is still under miracle occurrence.

”Emperor,”

”Supreme Sovereign of Heaven and Earth.”

The Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor slightly closed his eyes, then opened them.

”An emperor only dies at the hands of another emperor.”

”Only dies at the hands of another emperor, forever so.”

Bang!

The Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor’s body exploded, transfigured, disappeared from sight, escaping this battlefield.

The twenty billion Sword Cultivators cannot impede an emperor’s escape. The Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor, before the outcome is completely decided, does not interfere with the Sword Cultivators’ Holy Sword Fight, likewise does not obstruct.