Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 691 - 672: Dari Swordsman Reclaims the Crown of Number One in Domain Swordsmanship

"Swordsmanship... also defeated..."

Yu Qianzi felt a bitter taste in her heart.

She watched the youth surrounded by thunderous patterns, like the rising sun, returning to his rightful throne as the master of the Sword Dao.

"These should belong to the Moon Vein!"

Yu Qianzi gritted her teeth, unwilling to accept defeat. The Taiyin Sword Intent spread in all directions, cold, illusory, expanding to a fifty-kilometer radius. Between the young man in green and the flying sword, she constructed a spatial passageway that existed between reality and illusion.

Boom!

The sound of thunder roared within Jiang Ding's Sea of Consciousness.

The sound was crisp and pleasant, like the clinking of jade, inducing an involuntary intoxication.

"The Taiyin lineage is indeed known for their Illusion Technique swords."

Jiang Ding exclaimed in approval.

In comparison, Zhong Guangzi's swordsmanship didn't have as many frills. It was just high temperature, destruction, that's all. Not much to look at, but carrying a strong aggressive intent to attack.

Clang!

The same sound of a sword's ring!

The same sound transmitted into Yu Qianzi's Sea of Consciousness, causing a resounding boom within it, overbearing, scorching hot, and sharp with the Elimination Method, causing great stagnation in the Sea of Consciousness, clear and accurate in its message.

"Come and meet your death!"

Following the guidance of some predestined force, two streams of Sword Qi Thunder Sound formed a pathway, merging into one, embodying their respective wills — Taiyin Sword Intent and the Sword Intent of Destruction fiercely clashed within the passageway.

The result appeared all too easily,

Just at the moment of contact, the Sword Intent of Destruction slaughtered all invading sword intents, swiftly expanding its control over the Sword Qi Thunder Sound channel, spreading from one end to the other, nearly reaching Yu Qianzi's location miles away.

The Taiyin Sword Intent was no match for the Sword Intent of Destruction!

There was a gap in strength to begin with, which after partially transforming through the Nascent Treasure Tribulation, had widened to a terrifying extent, almost not on the same level anymore.

Clang!

The confrontation between sword intents and the struggle for the Sword Qi Thunder Sound pathway occurred in an instant.

The next moment, the two flying swords embarked on their paths, their speed suddenly surging by several times, each aiming for their target.

It was evident that the Taiqing Flying Sword had taken control of more of the Sword Qi Thunder Sound channel, its speed increasing more than threefold, while the Taiyin Flying Sword only accelerated for a short distance, doubling its speed before it stopped, lacking the strength to continue further.

"Divine Moon·Departed!"

Yu Qianzi uttered softly.

Ding-dong!

The night sky and moonlight suddenly descended upon the horizon, and the Taiyin Flying Sword in the state of Sword Qi Thunder Sound suddenly became hazy, transforming into a crescent moon, carrying the full sky's starlight and aiming with boundless cold Sword Intent at the foe ahead.

"The Swordsmanship of Sword Qi Thunder Sound..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

This was yet another direction of sword arts not explored by the Xianmen Sect, an uncharted expanse, needing pioneers of the Xianmen Sword Dao to explore and experiment step by step. This way, later generations could also inherit the legacy of the Immortal Sects' disciples, travelling on the broad road to heaven, not having to struggle as they did now.

However, the Swordsmanship of Sword Qi Thunder Sound could not change anything at this moment.

The Taiqing Flying Sword was straightforward and upright, with the will of destruction, prohibition, sharpness, and annihilation surging like tidal waves. It held an absolute advantage in the Sword Qi Thunder Sound channel, with absolute speed and sharpness, cleaving straight down!

Boom!

The moment the Taiyin Flying Sword and Taiqing Flying Sword touched, a vast explosion of sword Qi erupted, obliterating everything. The will of the cold, illusionary intent clashed fiercely with that of destruction and prohibition.

In an instant, the struggle of wills had unfolded thousands, tens of thousands of times.

Crack!

In the end, the Taiyin Flying Sword, as if struck by thunder, let out a mournful cry and fell towards the earth, its Spiritual Light extinguished, devoid of any battle power.

"Ah!"

Her Life Flying Sword damaged, Yu Qianzi spat out a mouthful of blood and followed the sword crashing to the ground. Her vitality plummeted like a cliff, her face turned deathly pale, barely hanging on to a thread of life.

Drops of blood plum fell onto the moon-white fairy skirt, a sight that was shocking to the eye.

Many Golden Pill Monks practicing the army formation around her twitched at the sight.

Were competitions between sword cultivators always this brutal?

Readily fighting to the death, were they not afraid of actually killing someone and causing major trouble?

It wasn't just Yu Qianzi, many years before, Jiang Ding had also been like this, being beaten by Yu Qianzi to the brink of death time and again. Had it not been for Immortal Luling's repeated confirmations that they wouldn't die, such competitions would have been impossible to continue and would have faced joint opposition and obstruction from many seniors.

"Taiyin."

"You have failed."

Jiang Ding, oblivious to the withering image of the beautiful girl, flew above her and spoke indifferently.

After waiting for several minutes, a green light full of vitality enveloped Yu Qianzi, rapidly healing her injuries and gradually stabilizing her breath.

In Immortal Sects, this was a treatment reserved for Magic Cultivators, while those who practiced physical cultivation and the like could only heal slowly by themselves.

"That's right, I lost."

Yu Qianzi stood up, dusted off the dirt from her body, and said dejectedly.

Previously, one could have claimed that the sword sheath was an external object.

But now, no excuses could be found.

A powerful Flying Sword was the merit of a sword cultivator, to mention external forces was just inviting ridicule and bringing shame to one's Ancestor Master and sect.

Could it be,

that the betrayers of the Sun Vein have far surpassed the Moon Vein?

Yu Qianzi felt despair creeping into her heart, feeling as though she had fallen into a deep abyss.

Just a Dari Swordsman in a damaged state had, within a mere few years, surpassed her in her proudest area of swordsmanship, eliminating any ground for comparison between them.

Without Taiqing Spirit Iron, the Taiyin Swordsman is, ultimately, not the Taiyin Swordsman.

"Taiyin."

"Actually, you don't need to be so narrow-minded," Jiang Ding coaxed, nearly revealing his true intentions. "You and I, the Taiyin Sword Sect and Xianmen Sect, how could we be enemies? Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, Wanshou Immortal Sect, aren't they the real enemies?"

"We two should cooperate sincerely and make progress together."

"Once you reach a higher level of cultivation, such as Refining Nothingness, isn't restoring the glory of the Moon Vein a trivial matter?"

"How can the life of cultivators be swayed by the false reputation of sects or prejudices from outsiders?"

"Humph."

Yu Qianzi let out a light snort, without saying a word.

Jiang Ding said no more, suppressing his Taiqing Flying Sword and his half-primal Divine Sense, he executed a sword move that was much weaker than before, slashing towards the woman before him.

Purely in terms of swordsmanship, if the two were placed in a fair environment with identical weapons, Divine Sense, and cultivation bases, he was still no match for the Taiyin Swordsman at present.

One was just beginning to grasp the Sword Qi Thunder Sound while the other was on the verge of a breakthrough, the gap significant and with much to learn.

Yu Qianzi still had value and hadn't been drained dry.

Taiyin and Grest Sun, the two Flying Swords fiercely clashed in the sky, occasionally pausing to exchange insights, each gaining from the other and slowly enriching their foundations in the Sword Dao.

If anyone from the Daymoon Sword Pavilion had lived to see this, they would be moved to tears.

Many years ago, the Taiyin Swordsman and the Dari Swordsman practiced their swordplay and cultivation within the sect gates just like this, one Yin and one Yang, day after day,

That was the complete Daymoon Sword Pavilion.

Regrettably, a later generation Great Sun Sword Master caused a massacre, and the Daymoon Sword Pavilion became the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

What was even more painful,

was that after an internal strife which halved its strength, the weakened Great Sun Sword Pavilion did not decline but instead grew stronger at an extremely fast pace, embarking on a dominant path to unify the Domain.