Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 687 - 668 Dari Swordsman Bullies the Weak

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Suppressing the urge to look for elixirs to heal his wounds, Jiang Ding held the Taiqing Flying Sword, enduring the intense pain as he descended to the ground and sat cross-legged.

The sunlight shone on the figure of this youth clad in green who couldn't stop furrowing his brow.

Divine Sense and meridians struggled to operate, circulating as they had habitually for over a hundred years, as the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence within a hundred meters radius responded and converged towards him.

Halfway through, they collapsed and dissipated.

"It hurts so much..."

Jiang Ding's face twitched.

His body's meridians were still fine, intact, but his Divine Soul was too fragmented, almost splitting in two, making it impossible to operate the "All-transforming Magnetic Origin Sutra" completely. It collapsed as soon as it started.

But he could not use elixirs.

Destruction and rebirth; creation was concealed within.

This moment was a rare opportunity to refine the Flying Sword and temper the Divine Sense; missing it would lead to the loss of a huge opportunity—something no external chance could make up for.

He continued to operate the Cultivation Method, and the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi once again gathered.

"Ah..."

"It hurts so much..."

The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi collapsed.

Then he circulated the Cultivation Method again.

It collapsed again, and he attempted to circulate the Cultivation Method again.

"Ah..."

"Help me..."

"Heavenly Monarch Jiang is going to die of pain!"

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The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence came and went, continuously collapsing and then reviving, happening over thirty times in succession.

Finally,

Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence streamed into the meridians, slowly flowing along the pathways dictated by the "All-transforming Magnetic Origin Sutra."

Gradually, they flowed through a complete Zhou Tian cycle.

Drip! A drop of Great Sun Essence and Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi transformed into a tiny droplet and fell into the Elixir Field, causing ripples to spread one after another.

At the same time, as one Zhou Tian cycle completed, a warm force flowed from the body into the Sea of Consciousness, mending a strand of the fragmented Divine Soul, relieving some of the excruciating pain in his head.

"...Hiss... Ha..."

Jiang Ding showed an expression mingled with relief amidst the severe pain, not stopping for a moment, continuing to operate the Cultivation Method.

It was not like the previous cultivation that swallowed the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence from dozens of kilometers around like a stormy sea. It was just a simple circulation of a Zhou Tian cycle, refining mana and Divine Soul, with only a hundred meters range, and much faster without needing several months to complete a Zhou Tian cycle of cultivation.

The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence circulated in the meridians, passing through the pathways of the "All-transforming Magnetic Origin Sutra."

Several hours later, another Zhou Tian cycle completed.

A wave of warmth spread through his entire body, then through the Taiqing Flying Sword, before finally pouring into the Divine Soul, repairing the Sea of Consciousness that was nearly split in two.

Almost simultaneously, the Bluegold Sword, which was pitted and nearly cut in two by Heavenly Tribulation, glowed and showed signs of minor healing.

But it was very faint, requiring a microscope to be seen.

Under the microscopic view, the battered Flying Sword was covered in cracks, but at this moment, several tiny cracks healed.

As time elastically continued,

Jiang Ding fell into a state of utter forgetfulness, completely losing awareness of his surroundings, with a mind devoid of stray thoughts, repeatedly circulating the "All-transforming Magnetic Origin Sutra" without relying on any elixirs and entirely depending on his body's self-healing capacity to desperately repair the injuries on his Divine Soul.

Gradually, the sound of wind arose.

The young man in green remained with his eyes closed in quiet cultivation as Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence within a hundred meters radius converged with every breath he took.

As time passed, the hundred-meter radius gradually expanded outwards.

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One hundred meters, one hundred and five meters, one hundred and seven meters, one hundred and one meters...

At the beginning, progress was very slow, expanding meter by meter, sometimes accompanied by a stifled groan, the range would suddenly shrink, fluctuating unpredictably, much like the ups and downs of breathing.

Until a month later,

There seemed to be no change on the outside, the Taiqing Flying Sword still looked broken and shabby, but the range at which the blue-robed youth absorbed the surrounding Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence all at once expanded, doubling during a single breath, extending beyond two hundred meters.

After that, there was no pause, the speed of expansion surged once more, doubling was not enough to describe it.

Two hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand two hundred meters, five thousand meters, twelve thousand meters...

Huff...

Huff, huff...

Between the breaths of the blue-robed youth, there was no longer a breeze, but rather a storm!

The Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth converged toward this place like a tsunami, the suns within dozens of kilometers gathered here, the surrounding temperature soared suddenly, and the air became distorted and hazy.

The temperature reached several thousand degrees Celsius, even steel would melt into a pool of liquid and flow away in this place, turning it into a wasteland for living beings.

In the middle of this furnace, the blue-robed youth did not show the slightest discomfort, his brows gradually relaxed, and a faint blush appeared on his pale face.

On his knees, a Blue-Gold Flying Sword about a foot long pulsated as a massive influx of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence entered it, its body becoming crystal clear, spontaneously wriggling, expelling the destructive power of the Heavenly Tribulation lingering within.

The cracks and breaks on the sword's body slowly repaired themselves.

Sizzle...

As the sword's body moved, a drop of blue-purple liquid was expelled, trickling down the sleeve and hitting the ground, instantly melting a deep hole into Silver Sky Island.

This was not the end, as between breaths, that drop of blue-purple residue from the Heavenly Tribulation penetrated the thick soil layer of Silver Sky Island, leaving a hole the size of a carriage, see-through from front to back.

A violent wind blew back from the hole, making a whistling sound.

The drop of blue-purple liquid from the Heavenly Tribulation continued to fall, dropping for a long while, flying an unknown distance, until it landed on the boundary of this dormitory area.

Here lay an intricate and mysterious Space Formation Pattern, numerous forces eroding that drop of liquid from the Heavenly Tribulation, even triggering some of the powers of the Defensive Array of Qingfeng University, slowly vanishing from sight.

More liquid from the Heavenly Tribulation continued to be expelled from the sword, Silver Sky Island was pierced through time and time again, and the Defensive Array of Qingfeng University was disturbed over and over.

Finally, everything quieted down.

After more than a year,

The Sun God Wood erupted from the ground, overshadowing the sun, its branches spreading far and wide, within a fifty-kilometer radius all the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence converged, like living waves breathing in and out, never ceasing.

Time passed, unknowingly.

The tumultuous sea of Spiritual Energy quieted down, the light dissipated, revealing the blue-robed youth within, his gaze bright as stars, his sharp and terrifying aura spreading into the sea of stars.

"Finally, my injuries are healed," said Jiang Ding with a lingering fear, gazing at the Blue-Gold Flying Sword in front of him.

One foot long, perfectly intact, as smooth as new, the Sun God Wood phenomenon unfolded behind him, the body of the sword quietly floating in midair, shrouded in a hazy aura.

At this moment, without any Mana or Divine Sense being employed, faint spatial fissures naturally appeared, threatening to tear apart the space, completely integrating into it.

It clearly looked like a sword, but it was also like...

"Nascent Soul!"

Jiang Ding inhaled sharply.

"Moreover, it's a specialized Nascent Soul, with an incredible affinity for space, moving faster than even the Nascent Soul of an Immortal of Nascent Soul, and much faster at that!"

"With such a thing chasing after a Nascent Soul..."

Imagining the scenario, Jiang Ding felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Back in the day, the Dari Swordsman fought beyond his rank time and time again, overpowering the strong with the weak, and made a name for himself across domains.

Now thinking about it,

This wasn't overpowering the strong with the weak; this damn well was overpowering the weak with sheer strength, beating weaklings with an overpowering advantage!

Even without the icing on the cake that was his swordsmanship, the Dari Swordsman, with his sheer physical strength alone, could keep a Nascent Soul Monk down and beat him senseless, without needing to think at all.