Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1106 - 1074: Slaying the Ten Great Kings - Part 2

"Brothers,"

"You are a bit weak, it affects me..."

Jiang Ding sighed faintly.

This sword, originally the Life Treasure of the Blood River King, was a Blood River forged from countless creatures, blended with various Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure and the bones, meridians, skin, and hair of the Blood River King to form a sword. Among the Primordial Spirit Treasures, it was not weak.

However, that's all it was.

Compared to the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao, there was a vast difference as if between the clouds and the mud.

Not just the Flying Sword, the Mana of the Blood River King, the foundation of the Immortal Path of the Blood River King, the Divine Sense of the Blood River King...

Everything was just so.

This is a reality the Slave Clan, a Slave King must confront, unable to establish any deep foundation, the circumstances were this difficult, to be able to stay alive and advance to Divinity Transformation was already considered the pinnacle elite of the Human Race.

The battle power displayed now relied entirely on the swordmanship hidden away for nearly ten thousand years.

Amidst the dissipating smoke, figures of the eleven kings of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan became visible.

Each one of them was in a miserable state, the Chaotic Undying Space had even momentarily shattered, some with severed hands, others with severed legs, some with big gaping cuts across their waists.

These wounds, all inflicted personally by the Blood River Sword, contained the will of the Sword Dao of the Blood River Sword, ferociously destroying and devouring the flesh of the kings, counteracting their immortal power.

"Go!"

"Quickly go! The Emperor's child is behind us, we still have a chance!"

The eleven kings, each bearing injuries, stood up with determination.

They did not scatter but formed a battle formation, charging like titanic giants traversing the sky, frantically fleeing to the distance, no longer filled with vengeful hatred like before, intent on enduring the fight to the death.

"Do you think you can escape?"

"That might be somewhat possible."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

"My friends, if you wish to escape, it's quite simple."

"Just withstand my two more swords."

"That will be enough."

Clang!

The Blood River Sword hummed lightly, absorbing thousands of miles of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, its blade that appeared slightly dim now turned bright red and lively.

Endless blood light engulfed the sky and earth, then suddenly converged into an undulating blood light, extremely bright, intensely dazzling, forcibly filling the hearts of all kings, unable to be avoided even slightly.

A cold killing intent enveloped everyone's heart.

"Kill!"

Overlord Blade King, Shayi King, Demon Leaf King, among others, under the trembling instinct of fright, stopped, Burning Essence Blood, converging all their power within the battle formation, launching a full-strength strike backward.

Boom!

In this clash of blades, a terrifying force erupted, spreading through the Imperial Clan King's Weapons to the bodies of the eleven kings, their flesh and skin undulating like water waves incessantly.

"No!"

"Ah!"

A king screamed in horror, exceedingly miserable, it was the relatively weaker Demon Leaf King.

Boom!

The next moment, the body of the Demon Leaf King exploded into a mist of blood, leaving only a hundred feet tall skeleton still running.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

This was a beginning, following the Demon Leaf King, Shayi King and many other kings' bodies exploded into mists of blood, leaving only enormous skeletons running in place, their presence rapidly weakening, yet still frantically smashing space to escape.

Even the Immortal Treasure Body of the Imperial Clan King, could not withstand the sword of the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao!

The only one still in relatively normal condition was Overlord Blade King, his body trembling like water waves, but ultimately still maintaining a humanoid shape, not exploded.

"Not dead,"

"You guys actually didn't die."

Jiang Ding, now really in despair, expressed: "You, are really more tenacious than cockroaches, despite me being so much stronger than you, it still ends up being this endless."

"You really,"

"Bring joy to people."

Clang!

Jiang Ding once again struck with a sword.

This sword, no longer possessing the grand aura, blood light covering the sky and various strange phenomena, but was formless and substanceless, arriving in an instant, enveloping all the kings' hearts.

"No!"

"Don't!"

Demon Leaf King, clearly predicting something, screamed miserably: "Blood River King, you slaying below the Emperor class of the Imperial Clan may be forgiven."

"If you kill the Imperial Clan Kings, there's no doubt you will die!"

"In the entire Domain, no one can protect you!"

"Not even Yanliu Imperial Child!"

"Blood River King, do not mislead yourself!"

By the end, his voice carried a plea, no longer wild, no longer bloodthirsty, devoid of the dignity of an emperor from the Imperial Clan, begging desperately.

However, the cold murderous intent did not diminish at all.

It grew ever nearer, ever colder.

The death brought by the sword was unstoppable in its descent.

"Stop!"

"This King is willing to surrender!"

"This King wishes to pledge allegiance to Yanliu Imperial Child, to fight for Yanliu Imperial Child! This King swears allegiance right now..."

These were the words of another ruler.

He pleaded endlessly, even swearing an oath of allegiance towards the direction of the Heishui Minor World, where Yanliu Imperial Child was, pledging loyalty to what he once declared an irreconcilable enemy, his earnestness to the extreme.

"I am a ruler of the Flame Stone Family!"

"I am the third uncle to Yanliu Imperial Child!"

"You cannot kill me, you cannot kill me. Otherwise, Yanliu Imperial Child will surely kill you, Blood River King you..."

These were the words of Shayi King, a branch of the Flame Stone Family.

"I wish..."

"You damned servant..."

Under the threat of life and death, many rulers from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan went mad, begging, cursing, threatening, all in diverse manners, throwing the onlooker into a dizzying spectacle.

Clang!

A clear, pleasant sound of a sword cry came as expected, silencing all words.

All became quiet in heaven and earth.

No more noises.

Jiang Ding stopped and quietly appreciated the scene.

Eleven rulers from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, like blood skeletons, became rigid. They no longer continued to run but stopped, not even the inertia from their bodies remaining; they were annihilated.

"You...this servant...will undoubtedly die in the future..."

Demon Leaf King's eyes turned stiffly.

Crack!

A crack appeared in his blood skeleton-like brow bone.

Then, the crack spread like a spider web across his entire body.

The crack was neat and smooth, not natural but like it was made by a sword, covering every part of the Blood Bone Giant's skeleton, leaving no spot untouched.

Boom!

Finally, the body of Demon Leaf King, a hundred yards tall, collapsed, his skull shattered, his spine shattered, all his bones shattered into fine powder.

This powder, grey and lifeless, void of all vitality, was devoured by a streak of blood light, turned into material for refining the Flying Sword, enhancing its aura by a fraction, filling in the weaknesses of the fragile sword body.

Demon Leaf King, dead!

Divine Soul utterly destroyed!

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

The death of Demon Leaf King was the beginning, the sound of crashing bones, one Blood Bone Giant after another dying, their massive skeletons chopped into billions of pieces, devoured by the Blood Dragon along with all their Divine Soul and essence of life, turned into supreme material for refining the flying swords.

Ten trails of blood light, like Blood Dragons, containing the spirit of ten Horned Demon Imperial Clan rulers of their lifetimes, surged towards the Blood River Sword, encompassing it, continuously refining and enhancing its essence.

Ten trails.

Yes, ten trails.

"Haah!"

The last ruler, Overlord Blade King, burnt everything, slashing out a bright saber light with a massive Heavenly Saber, shattering the bloody sword-light through layers of flesh. At the cost of his body beneath his head being shattered, he survived.

Fear filled his heart, utterly terrified, without any courage to look back, wildly fleeing with just his head left.

"Not bad."

"Overlord Blade King, your strength is not weak."

Jiang Ding praised.

His hand rested on the hilt of his sword.

Then, he let go, allowing the head-only Overlord Blade King to escape, not striking again.

"Cangkong..."

Jiang Ding's gaze rested on the thirty-odd rulers who were rapidly approaching from afar, and particularly on the stylish and talented Imperial Child at the center.

Cangkong Imperial Child felt a chill in his heart.

He involuntarily paused, as if he sensed the presence of a natural predator.

"Cangkong,"

"I will find you."

Jiang Ding deeply looked at Cangkong Imperial Child among the thirty-odd rulers, not planning to throw an egg against a rock, his figure enveloped by the ten yet-to-be-refined Blood Dragons, slowly disappearing from sight.

He left without contact, taking a step ahead to depart.