Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1270: 1238: The Honor of Dying Under My Sword

Chapter 1270: Chapter 1238: The Honor of Dying Under My Sword

“What is the intention of the Heavenly Monarch?”

Yin Dao Heavenly Monarch’s expression showed confusion.

“Immortal Tianchou and the Six Fingered Old Demon are notorious old devils. Even though I am of their direct lineage, I have no affection for them at all.”

Yin Dao Heavenly Monarch swore an oath: “The Heavenly Monarch might not be aware, but I had nine direct siblings in my childhood. In the end, only I survived, the other eight perished by the hands of Immortal Tianchou, along with my poor mother, turned into his Nine-child Mother Linked Ring Sword.”

“I cannot coexist under the same sky with those two scoundrels!”

“You are enacting justice on behalf of the heavens, slaying demons and exorcizing fiends, avenging my mother; how could I possibly bear any resentment?”

Yin Dao Heavenly Monarch thought of his mother from the past, and his eyes reddened.

All these were genuine emotional outpourings.

In this world, how could there be any child who does not love their mother? Especially those who left this world during childhood, only to exist in memories.

“So grateful,”

“and without resentment, what is the reason then?”

Jiang Ding sighed slightly, asking with some confusion: “Or is it that, you have misinterpreted the Tushan Law in Tushan Central Court?”

“Infiltrating conspiracies within the Nascent Soul Stage generals and Golden Core Stage officers in Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis, unwittingly controlling their Divine Souls and turning almost half the cultivators of Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis into your personal army.”

“There are also other acts of corruption and using ones’ position for personal gain, such as secretly condemning Nascent Soul Golden Core cultivators to death, then refining them into magic treasures and Elixirs…””

“After reading the Tushan Law, do you view these acts as crimes only worthy of being imprisoned for five hundred and seventy-seven years?”

“Where has there been any misunderstanding in this matter?”

Jiang Ding asked slowly.

“Heavenly Monarch, I…”

Yin Dao’s face instantly turned pale.

Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch looked at him and was shocked.

He dared to stand up first because he had a trump card of his own, but he did not anticipate that his opponent’s trump card would be so fearsome!

Nearly half of the Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis’s private army!

This was an army established since the founding of Tushan Central Court, possessing formidable strength, even capable of easily defeating peak Nascent Soul Cultivators. If it makes a move at a critical moment, there’s a high chance of seizing the final fruit of victory.

The other Heavenly Monarchs around, such as Mu Tiansnow and the likes, did not show too much surprise.

“This is evidence.”

Jiang Ding flicked his finger, and scenes after scenes, along with the restrictions within the Primordial Spirits of the cultivators from Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis, appeared before the many Heavenly Monarchs, conclusively proving these matters.

Yin Dao fell silent, no longer speaking.

He, it seems, had bet wrongly.

“And you,”

“Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch.”

Jiang Ding finally turned his gaze to the green centipede: “Your mother, Lady Jia You, paid with her life to save you from Bai Zu Heavenly Monarch, with hopes that you would grow strong and live a stable life.”

“It seems that in the end, it is impossible to fulfill her wish.”

Keng~

The sword, bit by bit, is drawn out, finally unsheathed.

It was a horror-inducing Bluegold Flying Sword, the moment it appeared, it emitted an incredibly heavy Chaos Qi, also containing six unfathomable and terrifying forces that left even Nascent Soul Cultivators breathless.

“You two Fellow Daoists.”

“You two would not normally merit my drawing the sword.”

Jiang Ding said indifferently: “However, after all, you’re either an old acquaintance or the descendant of one, and so, I am willing to bestow upon you this honor of dying by my sword.”

“Make your move.”

“For the sake of our past acquaintances, I will give you both the time for one strike.”

“Heavenly Monarch…”

Yin Dao pleaded.

It was futile.

The cold killing intent gradually unfurled and began to grow impatient. The last bit of mercy and tolerance soon vanished, leaving no chance anymore.

“Hahaha!”

“Yin Dao, why put on such a girlish act!”

Bellowing with laughter, the Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch’s tens of zhang long azure-green centipede body declared, “Since we’ve already made our decision, then success means utilizing countless Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, with the hope of ascending to the Upper Realm, and failure means death.”

“What is there to fear?”

“Tushan, nothing but dry bones in a tomb, all bluster and no substance!”

The Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch roared.

Instantly, he burned his Essence Blood, Divine Soul, and the massive body of the azure poison centipede, creating a force as mighty as a river and tsunami combined, all converging into his gaping maw and onto the Demon Pill.

Boom!

The tens of zhang long azure-green centipede opened its gaping maw, spewing out a terrifying azure-green centipede Demon Pill.

This centipede Demon Pill, shaped like a Sword Pill, was a Green Poison Sword Pill refined by the Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch combining the Sword Cultivator heritage of Tushan Central Court. It had been painstakingly nurtured and refined over a thousand years, even developing a Sword Technique, named the Blood Burning Gu Sword Skill.

At this moment, under the burning of Essence Blood and Divine Soul, boundless power of heaven and earth bolstered it, and behind the Demon Pill followed countless Hundred Poison golden silkworm Gu. With one full-powered slash, its might reached terrifying extremes.

Although at the early stage of God Transformation, when he poured in all his might, he possessed the power to threaten Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators!

“You posturing old thief, die!”

The Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch stared fixedly at the green-clothed youth on the throne, bellowing furiously.

“Then, as you wish.”

Jiang Ding calmly replied.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword slashed out and circled back.

In that instant, heaven and earth seemed to freeze.

The frantically roaring tens of zhang azure-green centipede, the Green Poison Sword Pill, and Yin Dao Heavenly Monarch who took the opportunity to burn Essence Blood and Primordial Spirit while crazily fleeing the palace, that extremely fast and cold Escape Light.

All of it was frozen in place.

“This is the invincible Heavenly Monarch who once slew beings of the Upper Realm…”

Ice Snow Heavenly Monarch and others, witnessing this scene, trembled in their hearts, their bodies shaking.

“No!”

“This is impossible!”

“I still have my trump card! I still have a fortuitous encounter! How could I die!”

A sword scar appeared on the forehead of the Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch, his eyes showing fear, panic-stricken, no longer as bold as before.

It seemed he had some important ultimate treasure or fortuitous trump card, which gave him great confidence, believing he could overthrow Tushan Central Court and take its place, thus he took the initiative to stick his neck out, confident that he could reap the final fruits.

However, under this sword strike, it was all but an illusion.

Crack!

The next moment, the sword scar on the forehead of the azure-green centipede spread throughout the entire body, splitting the centipede from head to tail into two halves, its entrails spilling out and the azure poison blood diffusing through the whole palace, stench filling the air.

And there was Yin Dao, who had barely made it to the palace gate, also split in half, blood splattered everywhere, his Divine Soul utterly extinguished.

At this moment in the Dark Demon Palace, blood covered the ground.

All the Heavenly Monarchs felt a chill in their hearts, their bodies trembling, deeply bowing their heads.

“Fortuitous encounters… Trump cards…”

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

He looked at the torn apart body of the Hundred Poison Celestial Monarch, and among the remains, he saw a familiar lump of flesh and blood, its bright red color revealing the subtle presence of the Blood Dao Order Power.

“It turns out to be an acquaintance.”

Jiang Ding smiled faintly: “Your Excellency, you haven’t escaped Xi Yuan’s Sealing yet? That’s quite good.”

The lump of bright red flesh and blood remained silent.

After a moment, the lump of flesh composed of Blood Dao Order Power was also slowly split apart by a Sword-light, effortlessly cleaved into two, without any obstructions or earth-shattering counterattacks.

“Your strength has increased at a rate…”

An astonished voice came from within the flesh fragments, full of terror, but before it could finish speaking, it was torn into pieces by the Six Paths Order Power remaining in the sword scar.

A mere residue of a Formation Technique, unworthy of much dialogue.