Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1424: 1392: Please Call Me the Light of Righteous Dao in the Cultivation World

Chapter 1424: Chapter 1392: Please Call Me the Light of Righteous Dao in the Cultivation World

Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain, everything as before.

It’s just that, at an unknown point in time,

Blood Ghost, Blood Bone, and the others, the three Refining Nothingness Cultivators, no longer went out, nor cultivated. They would just sit and stare blankly every day. Occasionally, when a disciple paid a visit, they would suddenly come to their senses and return to normal.

They interacted normally with disciples and subordinates, appearing entirely normal in front of outsiders.

However, when alone, they appeared completely dull and oblivious, with no self-awareness at all.

It was bizarre yet perfectly normal, enough to make one’s skin crawl.

This tranquility and eeriness lasted for more than a decade.

On this day, a thin blood mist, like an invisible and formless escape light, flew in from outside, approaching the mountain gate, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman, her features as if painted.

It was none other than the renowned Refining Nothingness Cultivator of the Thunder Flame Domain, Blood Tide True Venerable.

“Senior Brother Blood Lake, why are you urging so urgently?”

“Does he plan to attack Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect immediately after the Tribute Envoy has just left, violating his prohibition? Or is there some other reason…”

Blood Tide True Venerable furrowed her brows, a sense of vigilance rising in her heart.

Among Demon Sect members, between senior and junior brothers, it wasn’t so harmonious and loving, helping each other. Even decades of friendship wouldn’t build any deep affection.

All Demonic Path Cultivators knew that when needed, their senior and junior brothers would gladly devour them without any hesitation to craft treasures.

Blood Tide True Venerable considered leaving.

However, dealing with Blood Lake Ancestor, nearly invincible in the Thunder Flame Domain, wasn’t easy. If she offended him and couldn’t gain acceptance from Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, she would face great danger.

If unable to escape Thunder Flame Domain, she might even die.

“It shouldn’t be that serious.”

“I might be overthinking…”

Blood Tide True Venerable attempted to communicate with other Refining Nothingness cultivators in the sect, inquiring about the situation within their sect.

Regarding Blood Lake Ancestor, these senior and junior brothers should be trustworthy. There was a tacit alliance among them that shouldn’t be easily corrupted by Blood Lake.

“Nothing’s going on.”

This was Blood Ghost True Venerable’s reply.

“Junior Sister is overthinking. As you thought, Blood Lake intends to initiate a sect-war against Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect as soon as the Immortal Sect’s Tribute Envoy left a warning and had just departed.”

“Alas, whether this is fortune or calamity…”

The robust, masculine, handsome Blood Bone True Venerable answered with a deep, affectionate look as if he loved no one but her, despite having hundreds of thousands of female cultivators as furnace cauldrons in the sect.

“Why not advise Senior Brother Blood Lake…”

Another Refining Nothingness True Venerable answered.

The answers of the three, in sequence, with tones of dissatisfaction, indifference, or worry, all aligned completely with their past personalities.

“So that’s it,

“Senior Brother Blood Lake is indeed too hasty, why not wait another eight hundred years?”

Blood Tide True Venerable patted her heaving bosom, trembling, finally at ease. She slowly walked toward the sect, smiling: “My three senior and junior brothers, you…”

“Screech!”

Suddenly!

She bit her tongue, burning her essence blood and divine soul, transformed into an invisible blood mist, wielded a cloud and mist treasure to desperately flee behind, in utter disregard, reaching speeds even exceeding that of Late Void Refining Stage cultivators.

She frantically fled far away, burning everything she had.

All of it happened extremely abruptly.

A fierce escape light disappeared into the distance, vanishing without a trace.

Outside Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain, there was momentary silence.

The wind lightly brushed by, blood waves roiling, the sky filled with clouds formed of countless wrongful souls wailing incessantly, a harmoniously lovely scene typical of a Demon Sect.

A few breaths later,

a mesmerizing, enchanting woman flew in from the horizon, tears on her face.

“Blood Bone, Blood Ghost, Senior Brother Blood Lake, and the teachings of the sect’s ancestor master…”

She fought back her tears, her voice choked with endless grief.

She lifted her head.

In front,

the familiar Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain gate came into view.

“This is…”

Blood Tide True Venerable seemed struck by lightning.

Her body swayed, nearly falling from the sky, lacking the solid Dao Heart expected of a Refining Void True Venerable, where even the collapse of Mount Tai wouldn’t change her expression.

Her face was deathly pale, devoid of any blood, her beautiful phoenix eyes filled with despair.

Not knowing how much time passed.

“Why?”

“Where was the flaw?”

A green-clothed youth appeared before Blood Tide True Venerable.

He was handsome yet tender, seemingly fifteen or sixteen years old, his hand resting on the black-sheathed longsword at his waist, asking perplexedly: “Blood Bone, Blood Ghost, was there something wrong with what they said?”

“This shouldn’t be.”

“It was entirely words extracted from their memory database. Similar events have occurred countless times over millions of years, perfectly normal.”

“Or could it be that the structure of Human Dao Sword Skill has a problem?”

He fell into deep self-doubt.

“Evil Ghost!”

“Dwarf! Demon!”

“May you, dog bastard, die a horrible death!”

Blood Tide True Venerable let her hair down, cursing like a madwoman: “Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain belongs to the Immortal Artifact Sect; its destruction will surely draw the Immortal Artifact Sect’s attention. You will have nowhere to be buried, you will die suffering endless torment…”

“You despicable dog bastard! Scoundrel!”

She seemed to have some premonition, cursing venomously.

“Are you calling me a scoundrel?”

“Evil Ghost?”

Jiang Ding frowned, displeased with the label: “I am a person of the Righteous Dao!”

“And you, Blood Tide Daoist, you have a penchant for same-gender affection, enjoying abducting women, indulging in desire with them, dying happily, each time bedding thousands of female cultivators together, over countless years bedding numerous beauties’ bones and souls.”

“Not to mention, the cultivation methods of Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain are fundamentally built upon the slaughter of tens of millions of human race beings, drenched in blood.”

“So, Blood Tide Daoist, you shouldn’t call me an Evil Ghost or scoundrel.”

“You should call me the Light of the Righteous Dao.”

Jiang Ding suggested.

Clang!

He slowly drew his sword.

A radiant and dazzling Sword Dao World descended!

Destruction, Forbidden Law, Elimination Method, Primordial Magnet, and other six auras filled the heavens and earth, naturally overwhelming and annihilating other cultivators’ world regulations and domains.

The worldly rule domain of the blood mist sizzled and moaned within the blazing bright domain, emitting blue smoke, turning the Blood Dao Rules to dust.

“Dwarf!”

“Demon! May you die a horrible death!”

Blood Tide True Venerable shouted with venomous hate.

“Indeed,”

“No evil cultivator will admit guilt, the world thus needs me, heaven and earth’s beings need me.”

Jiang Ding sighed.

Boom!

In the sky, an endless destruction and annihilation will descended, the material Great Sun crashing down, obliterating all Blood Dao Rules in its path, severing space, evaporating all domains within the blood mist, destroying thousands of spindle-shaped treasures.

The sun crashed onto Blood Tide True Venerable’s body, endless blazing light and annihilation power erupted, engulfing everything.

Moments later, a body like charred wood staggered backward, falling.