Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1194 - 1162: Who Can Grant Me Death?

The Great Sun World Defining Array shone with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the Star River with the appearance of a magnificent Great Sun Dharma.

In the midst of the radiant light, the deep space fleet spread out across tens of thousands of miles of the void encircled a withered mass of flesh and blood, with nearly one hundred thousand warships and fighters unfolding a chaotic Military Formation Rune. They generated streams of Sun God Fire imbued with the power of the Great Sun Sword Dao Order and Sun Flare, madly refining it.

Sizzling...

Sizzling...

Under this horrific encirclement, even though the withered mass of flesh and blood was clearly from a being more powerful than those who had undergone Divinity Transformation, it now began to falter. Its slight rosy hue vanished in an instant, and the edges of the withered flesh started to show traces of charring as light blue smoke emerged.

"Refining Nothingness!"

"The flesh of Refining Nothingness!"

Jiang Ding stared intently at the mass of flesh, his heart now certain without any doubts.

This Master of Refining Nothingness from the Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain, had arrived in this Minor Thousand World since who knows when, constantly searching for Immortal Techniques, yet always seemed wary of something, not daring to truly take action until the Taoist Soldiers from the Upper Realm arrived.

Within the Sun Order Divine Fire, more and more light blue smoke rose from the withered flesh and blood, as its strength dissipated rapidly.

"Sigh!"

"Young friend, you truly are an exception among elites, far stronger than I was when I underwent my transformation into divinity..."

In the scorching Sun Order Divine Fire, a hoarse sigh sounded, "Young friend, you have also been blessed with one fortunate encounter after another, truly enviable."

"However, a lower rank cultivator is ultimately a lower rank cultivator."

"An ant, ultimately is an ant."

The withered flesh burst into flame even faster, more light blue smoke arose, and the Blood Dao Refining Nothingness flesh turned to ashes, becoming a thin, charred outer shell.

At this moment, no matter how the Sun Order Divine Fire scorched, the withered flesh and blood remained motionless, no longer damaged.

At a certain moment.

Crack!

A crisp crackling sound appeared in the Starry Sky, as a piece of bright red, vibrant flesh the size of a finger emerged, unaffected by the Sun Order Divine Fire, not harmed in the slightest.

All things in heaven and earth froze in an instant.

A force of unspeakable terror, almost akin to Rule Power, emerged in the midst of the Starry Sky.

Is this, the Power of Rules?!!

"Not good!"

Jiang Ding's heart trembled.

In this instant, he even thought he had come to the Refinement Void Battlefield of the Xianmen Sect, facing the terrifying powers of the Immortal Sect Great Expert, with only one lonely person by his side, without the protection of the Immortal Sect Army Formation, abandoned by all things between heaven and earth.

The finger-sized, fresh and tender piece of vibrant flesh transformed into a wriggling, twisting arrow, spreading a terrifyng power of Heaven and Earth Rules and the foundation stones of the universe naturally, blanking the Divine Souls and minds of all beings, unable to directly witness that fearsome power.

Through such Rule Power, it almost seemed as if one could see, following the emergence of life, the fresh blood flowing in the Cosmic Starry Sky, without beginning or end, undying, unceasing, forever present in the bloodlines of living beings, never to be extinguished.

And there was the countless slaughter that accompanied the emergence of blood, where billions of beings perished and their blood covered the Star River.

Whoosh!

In this frozen Starry Sky, the fresh and tender arrow disappeared.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword issued a frantic warning.

However, Jiang Ding could see nothing, hear nothing, he had completely become a sitting duck, like a blind and deaf man!

"No!"

"This is definitely the power of rules!"

Jiang Ding, with eyes red as blood, roared furiously: "Rules, how could you be so weak, giving me so much time to react, this shouldn't be!"

"You old bastard!"

"You old fool without real strength, using such laughable tricks to disturb my mind!"

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword!

The first thing he did was to ignite his essence blood, allowing the dazzling and crimson flames to emerge from his Divine Soul and meridians, transforming into tremendous mana and Divine Sense, all pouring into the Flying Sword. The Great Sun World Defining Array and the unmanned fleet of the Starry Sky operated beyond capacity at the same time, generating endless power.

In an instant, his aura soared manifold!

"Destroying Golden Sword..."

Jiang Ding's eyes blazed red, his murderous intent cold and fierce.

He gazed upon the Heaven and Earth Star River, finding the entire world shrouded in endless bloodshed, unable to distinguish any specific forms; everything was hazy and indistinct.

This was a phenomenon he had never experienced before, suggesting that Golden Causality was being affected by some terrible entity, no longer able to be dispersed throughout every corner of the Cosmic Starry Sky.

Only one place remained!

In the midst of the haziness, a tender crimson arrow pierced through the boundless void, aiming for his head with lethal intent!

In this Golden Causality-inflicted vision, he finally spotted its true form!

"Well done!"

"I've found you, you old thing!"

Jiang Ding bellowed.

Following the distorted gold-twisted sword trace, he slashed with his sword!

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword launched at that moment,

with the overdriven Great Sun World Defining Array condensing millions of Order's lights onto its blade, bestowing upon it the power of the Great Sun Destruction Sword Dao Order, giving it an edge of supreme destruction, cutting through any who stood in its way;

The unmanned fleet of the Great Sun Unmanned Starry Sky Group Army Fleet, disregarding the damage to their engine furnaces, activated the Great Solar Magnetic Sun Flare Grand Formation, further augmenting the sword blade with the Sun Flare Destruction Power, combining the two to further amplify the edge of the Flying Sword.

At this very moment, the Taiqing Flying Sword was resplendent, constituted by the Great Sun Destruction Sword Dao Order as its blade and the force of Sun Flare as its edge, forming a Solar Flare Bright Sword capable of destroying heaven and earth!

It followed the path outlined by the embryonic form of the Destroying Golden Sword to the power of sixteen, cutting at an unimaginable speed towards the fresh crimson Blood Path Arrow.

Ding!

A fraction of a moment later, such a crisp and pleasant sound emerged.

The Taiqing Flying Sword struck the flesh and blood arrow!

As the blade touched the flesh and blood arrow, the Solar Flare and Great Sun Destruction Sword Dao Order surged forth, making contact with the immensely terrifying, nearly transcendent Blood Dao Order Power; they silently annihilated each other, causing both the luster of the blood arrow and the brilliance of the Taiqing Flying Sword to rapidly diminish.

At a certain moment.

Boom!

Taiqing Flying Sword shattered and flew back!

It retreated backward!

In such a brutal melee, Taiqing Flying Sword was no match for the clump of fresh and tender flesh emanating from the body of the Refining Nothingness Cultivator. A horrifying notch appeared on the sword-edge, and it was sent hurtling back.

The arrow of flesh paid a terrible price as well; its fresh and tender color faded, reverting to a withered and dull hue. The arrow shortened by nearly half, that half forcefully severed by the Taiqing Flying Sword, ground into dust.

"Die!"

"Insects, die!"

Yet, he still had strength to spare. Even as he was charred black and on the verge of complete collapse, he shot towards the forehead of the green-clothed youth in the starry sky with murderous intent that surged to the heavens.

"I'll kill your mother!"

Jiang Ding roared furiously.

The Taiqing Flying Sword blocked the most powerful attack and sustained heavy damage, and could not return immediately. Jiang Ding's eyes turned bloodshot as he stretched out his hand and opened his palm.

"Command received."

"Commander, transforming now."

In his Divine Soul, the voice of Yun Ri from the super warship Great Sun resounded.

Hum!

In the void, a super star sky mother ship tens of kilometers in size, constructed from the Xianmen's top-notch memory spiritual gold, began to change form under the manipulation of the super mothership's super calculation core.

The main gun of the mother ship contracted, and other structures like the command center, the ammunition chamber, and dining halls shrank. In an instant, the ship transformed into a silver giant sword over ten kilometers long, its surface laced with intricate patterns like circuit boards.

Taiqing Flying Sword—the sheath called Super Warship Great Sun!

Jiang Ding clenched his five fingers and gripped the hilt, his gaze fixated on the void. A dim and indistinct shadow of the Sword Realm formed within the blade's edge, significantly amplifying the sword's might.

A ten-kilometer-long silver white giant sword slashed down!

Boom!

This ten-kilometer giant sword, possessing its own power source, still had tremendous force even when the Sword Master's Divine Soul and mana had dried up. A spiritual light like ship's wake flames erupted from the sword handle, propelling the giant sword to smash down.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, a blood arrow with a withered and dark color appeared under the sword-edge, carrying a terrifying Power of Order and stabbing onto the ten-kilometer silver white giant sword.

Where the two met, each paid a huge price in an instant; fragments of the giant silver white sword shattered, the flesh arrow's shaft cracked unremittingly, and chunks of gray white flesh fell off, losing their vitality.

Ding!

The two were at a stalemate for an instant; ultimately, the body of the silver white giant sword broke into pieces and scattered, overwhelmed by the flesh of the Blood Dao Refining Nothingness Cultivator.

Whoosh

An erratically fleeing, breath-weakened remnant of a flesh arrow shot towards the green-clothed youth.

Jiang Ding subconsciously twisted his body slightly.

Immediately, an excruciating pain assaulted him as his arm silently broke off from his shoulder and plummeted into the starry sky.

"Ahh..."

Jiang Ding howled in agony.

Clang!

As he was injured, countless Great Sun Annihilation Sword Qi burst forth from within his body, surging towards that shattered flesh arrow, pushing it far away, preventing it from piercing his Divine Soul and heart.

The grayish-white flesh arrow was too weak!

Facing such a feeble attack being diverted, the arrow passed through the severed shoulder of the green-clothed youth and staggered to a halt several kilometers away.

There was a brief moment of stillness between them across those several kilometers.

"Good, very good..."

"Worthy of an old senior!"

Jiang Ding's face twisted in pain, but he kept on praising.

With his remaining intact arm, he grabbed the returning Taiqing Flying Sword. Like an ordinary swordsman of the mortal world, he charged towards that battered and gray arrow with a sky-high killing intent.

"Come!"

"Grant me death!"

"If you're strong enough, take this life!"

Jiang Ding roared wildly.

Whoosh!

His broken body merged with the fractured sword, turning into a scarlet streak of Sword-light, slashing towards that gray, dimly glowing broken flesh arrow.

In that moment, all other thoughts vanished from his mind, leaving only that one grayish-white flesh arrow in his eyes.

This grayish-white flesh arrow, the flesh of the Blood Dao Refining Void Great Power, stared intently at the merged form of the shattered Sword-light.

At this moment, the cold rationality of the Magic Cultivation calculated.

A fifty percent chance of victory.

Less than a ten percent chance, with the remaining fifty percent likely a mutual destruction, and forty-five percent a chance of dying under the opponent's sword.

The old man was merely an avatar, an insignificant avatar. What would be the right choice to make?

"Sword Cultivator..."

The clump of flesh arrow, only a quarter of its original size, sighed softly.

With a faint blood light, he staggered and wavered, unleashing his final bit of strength and vanishing instantly.

He left.

He did not opt for mutual annihilation with his opponent.

Boom!

The tattered scarlet Sword-light slashed aimlessly into the void, hitting nothing. The nearly fifth-realm Sword Realm Swordsmanship did not injure him; energy circulated within his broken body, recuperating without any loss.

"Hahaha..."

"Trash!"

"Thousands of years old trash!"

Jiang Ding held onto the Taiqing Flying Sword, laughing maniacally.

Though his body was shattered, and his breath weak, the sound of his Sword Intent was clear and sonorous, spanning the Star River and illuminating in all directions.