Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1202 - 1170: The Heavenly Monarch Who Ascended to the Upper Realm

Thunder roared in the starry sky of the Outer Realm, filled with dense lightning snakes striking down, filled with terrifying oppression.

Under such Heavenly Tribulation, not to mention the limit of a Late Truth-Transforming Stage cultivator of this realm, even a Peak Divine Transformation Cultivator would perish in a short time.

This is the reason why the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect and the Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain control this Minor Thousand World, and it often takes ten thousand or even tens of thousands of years to communicate once.

Only those cultivators who are outstanding among the Peak Divine Transformation Cultivators are the talents required by the rules of the Ascension Platform, allowed to ascend to the Upper Realm.

The only outcome for cultivators who attempt to ascend without meeting the standards is death.

"Such a capacity to embrace all rivers..."

Jiang Ding's heart trembled, somewhat fearful.

Upper Realm Cultivators, who clearly stand at the pinnacle of countless Minor Thousand Worlds, originate from the birthplace of the Immortal Dao Civilization, one of the sources, represent an unimaginable height of Immortal Dao Civilization, yet still possess such a humble and cautious attitude, which is truly frightening.

Far stronger than you, yet more open and inclusive, expansively drawing in elites from countless Small Worlds.

How can one defeat such people?

"No!"

"There's no need to scare myself."

"From what I know, looking at the demeanor of the Thunder Department Taoist Soldiers of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, who clearly do not regard lower realm beings as their kin, it does not seem open and inclusive."

Jiang Ding comforted himself: "The way he looks at lower realm beings is like looking at ants or servants, that's definitely not openness and inclusiveness."

"In the distant past, when the rules of the Ascension Platform were established, the ancient Immortal-level power might indeed have thought this way, but it has long since changed."

"After all, Lower Realm Practitioners, those who can carve their way up are indeed talented and resolute in their Dao Heart, but they are absolutely untrustworthy, like Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, like Mingguang Zi, like Da'ai, like Immortal Qingyun..."

"These cultivators each have their strengths, and are undoubtedly elites."

"However, these cultivators will never be loyal to any Sect!"

"Embracing all rivers is not that easy to achieve."

"Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch harbors wild ambitions, Da'ai harbors malice, Immortal Qingyun is much better, having a bottom line, but he is also definitely not the type to entrust a Sect to..."

"Who dares to nurture them? Which Heavenly Pride emerging from the lower realm isn't like this?"

"Who dares to accept them disregarding the past, fostering them to become the strongest of a Sect?"

"Who dares?"

"Except for this lord, who dares to be so open and inclusive?"

Jiang Ding's heart brimmed with aspirations to sweep across the world with a sword.

"If we do not make an effort to cultivate, to impose restrictions on them, forever trapped in Divinity Transformation, or forever limiting their growth, these talents, despite their exceptional gifts will merely be elders of the inner or outer gates, making little impact on the situation."

"The Upper Realm, mighty as it is, is not forever beyond looking up to..."

Jiang Ding mused to himself.

As his thoughts flowed, thunder kept rumbling in the cosmic starry sky outside the realm, lightning streaked across thousands of miles, appearing three times in succession, and gradually subsided.

Afterward, the scene was of Celestial Maiden Scattering Flowers, Earth Emergent Golden Lotus, cranes dancing in the sky, boys and girls leading the way, collectively guiding towards a hazy and obscure gate.

The Gate of Ascension!

Without any surprises, Mingguang Zi and Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch passed the Heavenly Tribulation, they can easily kill the strongest of the Divine Transformation under the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, their strength is already top among the Divine Transformation cultivators, in the Upper Realm among their peers, they should not be nameless, naturally meeting the Ascension Platform's rules.

As long as you are strong enough, the rules of the Ascension Platform are not a life-or-death calamity, but merely stepping forth, going on a long journey.

Xi Ping'an seems to be a bit short, somewhat risky, but with his father there, nothing is an issue.

In that crazily enticing scene of the Immortal Family, three Divine Transformation beings with fluttering long sleeves tread their steps, heading towards the broader cosmic starry sky of the Upper Realm."Upper Realm…"

"Immortal! Immortal…"

"Ancestor! My Ancestor Shuoyang…"

Again, some influences of the rules of the Ascension Platform, these scenes of ascension through some unknown power, projected into the hearts of billions of beings, causing their eyes to turn red, arising supreme desire and adoration, as if seeing the true path of becoming an Immortal.

All beings in the world have gone mad!

Jiang Ding quietly watched, without attempting to interfere.

In the face of cosmic wonders governed by rules of the Immortal Dao, although he possessed some power, he was still far from reaching such a threshold.

"Kid, this is for you."

The voice of Xi Yuan came through, like fallen leaves in the wind, exceedingly weak as if all his strength had been depleted.

A deep blue glowing crystal ball appeared in front of Jiang Ding.

This was what Xi Yuan had once promised – the complete memories of a Refining Nothingness adept in thunder rules, stripped away and formed into a tangible object, laid out before him.

"Thank you, Sword Master!"

Jiang Ding was deeply moved, bowing deeply in respect.

The living Xi Yuan was his sworn enemy.

The deceased Xi Yuan, however, was a respected elder, a predecessor on the path of the Dao, a foundational figure in the Great Sun Swordsmanship.

"Live."

"Try your best to elevate the Great Sun Swordsmanship to the level of Harmonization, to the heights of a True Immortal, and see what the scenery is like there."

"Then, find my grave and tell me what it's like there, how magnificent and stunning…"

The voice of Xi Yuan gradually weakened.

Then, it completely disappeared.

"Father..."

In this moment, on the path of ascension, Xi Ping'an wept like rain, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to restrain himself.

"I will."

Jiang Ding took the deep blue crystal ball and solemnly promised: "The path of the True Immortal will definitely not stop me, I will definitely reach such heights and view that scenery."

All was silent.

No more responses.

In the cosmos, in the starry sky, everywhere was utterly still, the Heavenly Tribulations not seen, the scenery of Ascension not seen, the cosmic starry sky had once again returned to its eternal quietude.

Drip...

A sound of a gentle water drop hitting the ground.

Jiang Ding turned back and saw a tear falling from the corner of Yue's eye.

A fairy in a flowing white robe, gentle and compassionate, was weeping.

One of her juniors had died completely.

"Yue, you have become even more spirited."

"I sense that you are about to give birth to true spiritual intelligence, possessing life, but this isn't necessarily a good thing, as you will experience the inherent sadness and regret of life."

Jiang Ding glanced at her, his remaining left hand resting on the hilt of his sword, slowly walking into the Minor Thousand World.

"This is your choice, and I won't interfere."

Life, no longer as reliable as the cold logic of an Array Spirit.

Therefore, it is necessary to set enough restrictions on the Great Sun Celestial Pond Moon Spirit, to upgrade these restrictions, defining some things that are absolutely not alloweable.

The sect possesses sufficient Immortal Dao technology achievements in this area, starting from this technology, which is at the top level in the domain.

"Hmm,"

"I understand, Swordsman."

The Great Sun Heavenly Pond Moon Spirit nodded gently.