Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1119 - 1087: Apart from Humans, All Other Ten Thousand Clans in the Domain are Barbarians

Jiang Ding vomited blood as he staggered back, his indestructible Blood River had been vaporized, drastically shrinking.

"This is!"

"Sword Dao... Fourth Realm!"

Jiang Ding raised his head, looking towards the Single-Horned Demon God's phantom and the frenzied, blazing Heavenly Saber coming wildly at him from behind the Cangkong Imperial Child.

In the world of cold weapons, all realms can be summarized within the Sword Dao!

No matter what their native terms are, whether it's Blade Mountain Realm, Blade Flow Realm, or various names given based on each race's cultural customs and civilization progress, they are all incredibly complex.

But at their core, they belong to the Sword Dao Realm!

Because Sword Dao has been explored too deeply in the civilization of the Immortal Path.

No matter how strange and peculiar the swordsmanship, shadows of it can be found within the Sword Dao, where the most scientific and accurate method of classification is to regard the realms of swordsmanship as corresponding Sword Dao Realms.

Now, a shocking thing has occurred.

A person from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, a barbaric-like race—yes, Human Race swordsman cultivators always had such arrogance.

They believed that their race's swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world, considering other races, no matter their strength or how splendid their civilization, as barbaric in terms of the Sword Dao, uncivilized like savages, with obvious and unmasked racial discrimination.

However, now,

A God-Transformation Phase expert from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan had actually understood the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao, the Immortal Realm!

This is utterly unbelievable.

Can you even wield a sword properly?

Your scal-covered hands from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, coarse to the extreme, totally unsuited for sword handling, besides, fully developed limbs, simple minds, half of your brain being muscle, in such a direction that demands high skill and constant tempering of the Dao Heart and Sword Heart, how could you possibly understand the Sword Dao's Fourth Realm?!!

"Die!"

"Die, die, die..."

Transformed into a Magic Flame Giant, the Cangkong Imperial Child, maddened like a demon, did not care about the Blood-robed Taoist's shock, embraced the Flame Giant Pillar, and together with the Heavenly Saber of the Single-Horned Demon God trailing behind, struck down again.

Although frenzied, he easily pinpointed the true body of Blood River King concealed within countless blood rivers.

Boom!

The Flame Giant Pillar and the demonic saber once again launched the deep-red Flying Sword, slashing the Blood-robed Taoist, causing him to vomit blood and stagger back, tens of thousands of blood river tributaries steaming in the terrifying heat, with half of the fresh blood symbolic of the life of Blood Dao Cultivators boiling, continuously evaporating, revealing dried-up river channels, and continuing to shrink.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

In an instant, the Blood-robed Taoist was slashed three times, continuously retreating, the blood river continuously shrinking, the riverbed drying up, his aura steadily dropping.

He was approaching death!

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"You! Daring to attack me with swordsmanship!"

"With swordsmanship!!!"

Jiang Ding, spitting fresh blood, rolling in the void like a ball, suddenly exploded in rage, utterly unguarded.

He was beaten by a barbaric sword!

"How dare you!"

"How dare you!"

"You're called Cangyan, right? Remember this! I have already remembered you!"

Jiang Ding, as if dumbfounded by the beating, had no sight of Cangkong Imperial Child in his eyes, his gaze fixed solely on the Single-Horned Demon God's phantom totem, under his cold expression, his heart ceaselessly roaring and cursing something.

Boom!

The Magic Flame Giant transformed by Cangkong Imperial Child surged forward again, the Flame Giant Pillar, and the demonic saber carrying overwhelming madness and demonic intent fell once more.

He didn't care about the enemy's thoughts.

On the contrary, the more the enemy was furious and cursing, the more delighted he was.

Cursing one's formidable enemy.

This is one of life's greatest pleasures in the human world!

It's even more joyful than delicately playing with a supreme beauty; the beauty isn't worth mentioning at the foot of a dying foe, akin to dust.

"Blood River King, die!"

Cangkong Imperial Child roared coldly.

His path as an Ancient Emperor was cut off, however, this exceptional elite of the Alien Race was also about to die, which provided him some consolation, a pivot point to begin accepting reality.

"Die?"

"Hmph."

Jiang Ding snorted coldly, saying icily, "You shouldn't have used swordsmanship, especially in front of me. That was your mistake."

He was speaking, yet not looking at Cangkong Imperial Child, but rather staring at the Single-Horned Demon God totem.

Clank!

Jiang Ding drew his sword once more.

This time, it was unlike any other.

In the moment he drew his sword, the entire heaven and earth seemed to fall silent, the wind, shattered space, even the furiously charging Magic Flame Giant paused for an imperceptible moment.

Then, in the heaven and earth, a brilliantly bright blood-light blossomed!

Rumble!

Rumble, rumble...

Heaven and earth were trembling!

The starry sky was trembling!

In the midst of the brilliant blood-light, amidst endless blood clouds, a scarlet blood sun broke through space, piercing the blood clouds, appearing for the first time in the sky of Horned Ming Realm.

The blood sun, extremely brilliant, extremely blazing, carrying the terrible aura of slaughter and destruction.

It brought endless blood-red radiance to the heaven and earth!

In this very moment, within a radius of thousands of miles, everything turned into a realm of fresh blood, the life force of the Magic Flame Giant no longer possessed the effect of warding off evil spirits and breaking laws, being engulfed in an instant by the light-like, river-like waves of blood.

With each step, the Magic Flame Giant faced tremendous resistance, compelled to break through seas as wide as blood rivers to move forward, its speed becoming slower and slower.

Eventually, its speed even came to a halt, no longer able to advance an inch.

The Magic Flame Giant, standing behind the Single-Horned Demon God's phantom totem, was surrounded, engulfed by endless blood light, endless blood rivers, unable to break free.

"This..."

"What is this?"

The voice of Cangkong Imperial Child was lost.

This, is a higher realm of swordsmanship!

There are differences between the Immortal Realm of swordsmanship, ranks and levels.

This is a long path, where many spend their entire lives trapped in this realm, countless cultivators killing their kin, their children, people of the world, giving everything yet unable to breakthrough.

While some, simply stroll through this road, walking casually.

"I told you, this is swordsmanship!"

Jiang Ding whispered.

Horned Demon Imperial Clan, like barbaric savages, how could they possibly wield good swordsmanship?

It's just showing off in front of an expert.

Of course, he didn't actually say this out loud as he was a polite man, taught from a young age to always mind his manners.

He swung his hand downward.

Boom!

Blood sun shines between heaven and earth!

The bloody sunrise at dawn, the scorching sun at noon burst forth, then thunderously fell towards the Cangkong Imperial Child trapped in the waves of the Blood River. The terrifying destruction of blood light enveloped heaven and earth, Sword Intent deep and bloody, solidifying everything, as if insects trapped in amber humorously struggling.

Insect, you are going to die!

Such contempt, the innate arrogance of a Swordsman Cultivator, was outwardly displayed, almost driving one to frenzy with rage.

It's as if one is an ant, a pig or a dog!

Born to die under my sword, nothing can change that.

"Servant!"

"A servant!"

Cangkong Imperial Child and the shadow totem of the Single-Horned Demon God behind him were jointly enraged; such humiliation was more infuriating than death itself for an Emperor's Child who always sees himself as superior.

It's an immense humiliation to the Imperial Clan, to a warrior!

"Burn!"

Cangkong Imperial Child roared.

He was fierce, instantly Burning Essence Blood, his aura surged dramatically, dark magic flames towering hundreds of feet high, emitting a terrifying presence.

Then, he temporarily set aside his differences, pouring all his power into the Demon God totem behind him.

The shadow of the Single-Horned Demon God totem slightly stunned, then revealed a tender smile.

"Little brother…"

The Single-Horned Demon God totem slowly grasped the ethereal magic saber.

Hum!

At that moment, the Intent of the Blade emerged!

Within this Blade Intent, it embodied the ultimate domination, commanding the world, acknowledging no equal, insisting that all beings should submit and die under this blade!

The mere presence of the Blade Intent pushed back the rolling blood waves around the Magic Flame Giant, creating a blank space tens of thousands of feet in size, impervious to all laws.

The solidification between heaven and earth was broken, allowing one to directly see the falling destructive blood sun from the sky.

Clang!

The Single-Horned Demon God totem pulled out the saber, facing the sky, striking down with one slash.

Under this slash, his black single horn fell, merging with the saber body, the unique Chaotic Undying Space of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan continuously shrank and finally merged into the saber blade, turning into a transparent ripple, emitting extremely dangerous vibes, soul-slashing, spirit-destroying, massacring all beings.

"Servant, remember, this is the greatest honor of your life."

"This saber, named Splitting Immortal."

The Single-Horned Demon God totem slowly said.

This saber, named Splitting Immortal!

This is the most outstanding progeny of Ancient Emperor Cangyan, one of the strongest Emperor's Children of the Horned Ming Realm. Splitting Immortal, a sabership uniquely invented by Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son using the unique Chaotic Undying Space of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan as the blade, could split anything.

Ever since this saber was created, the Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son had never been defeated in an emperor's battle, never losing to other Ancient Imperial Sons, accredited by many as one of the strongest Emperor's Children, a definite future Ancient Emperor.

His talent was so exceptional, unmatched in the Horned Ming Realm.

That is precisely why the Ancient Emperor Cangyan hesitated, never truly deciding to support his beloved son.

Swoosh!

At this moment, as the Single-Horned Demon God's shadow slashed down, the saber in his hand seemed to transform into an invisible stream of spatial light.

Not that the Heavenly Saber turned invisible, but it completely disappeared!

It seemed to disperse throughout the entire heavens and earth, omnipresent and omnipotent, slaughtering all beings, tangible and intangible.

The mysteriousness of this saber technique shocked the kings beyond words, reaching a level beyond comprehension.

Yet, the Scorching Sun plummeting from the sky didn't concern how mystical it was.

Facing any enemy, any sort of demons and ghosts, it relentlessly falls, the Scorching Sun shining across the heavens and earth, descending from the sky, bringing ultimate and pure slaughter, intent on destruction; it thunderously falls.

A saber, formless and immaterial, without a physical body?

Then it shall annihilate the entire heavens and earth!

Destroying everything that could be called a carrier in this entire void!

Thunderous boom!

The Scarlet Scorching Sun plunges from the sky, landing on the head of the Cangkong Imperial Child transformed into the Magic Flame Giant. Despite the giant's muscles being rugged, imposingly mighty, and fiercely terrifying, enough to split one's Divine Soul upon sight,

Under the Scorching Sun, he appears so minute, so insignificant, as if he might be crushed like an ant in the next second.

This is not an appearance, but a fact.

A strong fear arises in the heart of Cangkong Imperial Child.

Clang!

Ting ting ting ting…

At the moment the Cangkong Imperial Child, transformed into the Magic Flame Giant, was about to be squashed like a bug, a bell-like, crisp sound emerged in the void.

It was unexpectedly a transparent and invisible blade, melded into space, yet independent of it!

Sword-lights flooded the skies, filling every corner of the vision, the Infinite Blade, endless in number.

The Scorching Sun falling among these spatial blades, a sharp noise of sword hitting blade echoed.

It was as if, in this instant, the swords and sabers had clashed tens of thousands of times, striking life and death blows, Swordsman and Swordsman Cultivator betting all they had in this rawest, bloodiest melee.

Hundreds of thousands of sword-lights and saber-lights, hundreds of thousands of Sword Fight duels, yet not prolonged.

In an instant, a result manifested.

"This, impossible…"

The pupil of the Single-Horned Demon God totem slightly contracted.

In this instant, the duels of tens of thousands of sword-lights and saber-lights reached a certain limit.

Boom!

A transparent and invisible spatial saber shatters, followed by thousands of spatial sabers reaching their limits and completely shattering, lastly, hundreds of thousands of spatial sabers totally shattered!

This saber, reputedly splitting immortals, burst apart!

"Ha ha ha!"

"Is that all? You… dare claim to split immortals?"

Jiang Ding laughed loudly.

His voice full of endless mockery, as if witnessing a primitive man who lives off raw meat boastfully discussing quantum physics.

Boom!

The much condensed Scorching Sun broke through everything!

It descended from the sky, directly striking the Magic Flame Giant transformed by the Cangkong Imperial Child, instantly breaking through the Chaotic Undying Space of tens of thousands of lengths, instantly penetrating the obstruction of the Single-Horned Demon God apparition, slamming into the chest of the Magic Flame Giant.

Bursting forth from its chest!

A piercing hole, clear through front and back, appeared on the chest of the Magic Flame Giant, the edges of the wound lustrous like colored glaze.

In this instant, the breath of the Magic Flame Giant plummeted steeply.

At this moment, within the battle formation, at least ten kings of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan died silently, their Divine Souls completely obliterated, leaving no trace of life.