Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 793 - 774: One Sword Cleaves Two Kings

The sword had not yet been drawn, yet its oppressive force filled the land!

The Rain Queen and Fire King, with the domain laid out by twelve hundred Hairy Spirits, were enough to defeat most Nascent Soul Monks.

But under the Sword Domain, they were powerless.

If they waited any longer, their water and fire domains would completely collapse, and the Sword Domain would envelop them, with mere Sword Qi alone being capable of swallowing them both.

"Fire!"

The Fire King's beard and hair stood on end as he bellowed.

What was initially black hair turned a reddish color in an instant, each strand twisting like a snake, his face dark red, and flames a foot long shot from his eyes.

This appearance was extremely similar to the Fire Virtue Star Lord in the mythical heavenly courts.

These hairs were remarkably his Life Treasure.

He was born with unusual phenomena, red hair that naturally could accommodate otherworldly fires; the more he devoured, the stronger he became. Coupled with his exceptional talent, he was exceedingly suited for cultivating one of Xuanwu tiangong's highest inheritances, the "Fire Virtue Star Scripture."

And so he rose.

In battle, he often needed only to lash out with a single strand of hair to reduce swarms of enemies to ash.

"Swallow!"

The Fire King roared.

Whoosh~

Whoosh whoosh...

Tens of thousands of fiery hairs transformed into fiery pythons with terrifying fangs, layered densely upon one another. With just one inhalation, the Sword Qi that filled the sky was sucked in, swallowed into their maws.

The bellies of the fire pythons swelled several times over, devouring the Sword Qi and then expelling sharp Spirit Light that they couldn't digest, shooting towards the youth in the midst of the Great Sun.

"Rain!"

On the other side, the Rain Queen brought her hands together in prayer, her voice resonating with the etherealness of space.

She resembled the ancient ancestors performing sacrifice rituals, praying for rain from the heavens. Around her, twelve hundred Hairy Spirits danced gracefully, Array Patterns spread out, and the water-element Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth gathered at this moment, forming into sharp raindrops that surged towards the Sword Qi Domain at breakneck speed.

Wherever a raindrop fell, an expanse of Sword Qi dissolved into nothing.

The wind blew, and the multitude of swift raindrops changed direction, rushing towards the youth in the sky.

Every direction was filled with an endless curtain of rain.

It seemed enchanting and marvelous, yet in reality, it harbored boundless deadly intent.

"Not bad."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly, looking in all directions.

An endless curtain of rain intermingled with the roaring fire dragons; the two extreme powers of water and fire perfectly merged at this moment, indistinguishable from each other, unexpectedly forming a magic with a might that slightly surpassed that of the Nascent Soul Peak.

"Fall!"

Jiang Ding uttered a single word softly.

Boom!

In the sky, the Great Sun, which was originally just an illusion and mirage, suddenly solidified after the Taiqing Flying Sword took control, amassing the sunlight from a nearly hundred-kilometer radius.

Extreme heat!

Extreme brightness!

Carrying the will of destruction and forbidden spells, it crashed down mightily.

Sizzling...

In front of the Great Sun, the raindrops in the sky evaporated into mist, and the mist vanished cleanly under the intense heat, losing all threat, and the rainy season turned into clear skies in an instant.

The fire pythons, which had been lashing out furiously with their vortex-shaped layered fangs, were also fire-element Treasures and should not have feared the heat. However, they wailed under the Great Sun, their fierce appearance dissolving, and their once formidable heads melted away, leaving only metallic drippings falling down.

The Great Sun pressed downward.

Whether it was fire or rain, everything collapsed in front of it without resistance.

"Ah!"

The Fire King let out a piercing scream as his Life Treasure was damaged.

But before he could do anything else, the scorching Great Sun had already descended from the heavens, landing atop his head, wrapping him in endless Sword Intent and intense heat, melting the armor on his body.

"Thousand Strand Fire Net!"

On the brink of death, the Fire King struck his chest, bringing out a Treasure that he had painstakingly Refined over many years, created from the millennia-old web of a star-domain fire spider; it was especially adept at fire-element defense.

"Golden Fire Light Shield!"

"Fire Spirit Pearl!"

"..."

Without pause, the Fire King summoned thirty-six special Nascent Treasures in succession, all of them rare Treasures seldom seen across Domains, fully showcasing the opulence of Cultivators from the Heavenly Palace ruling over dozens of Minor Thousand Worlds.

Thirty-six Nascent Treasures hovered in the sky, forming a formation, with twelve hundred Hairy Spirits rapidly chanting scriptures, a layer of firelight climbing up upon them, adding another layer upon layer of fire shields.

From a distance, it appeared as if a fortress of flames had suddenly emerged in the sky.

"Quite the variety of tricks."

Jiang Ding watched him, doing nothing further.

The Great Sun descended.

Fallen into the heart of the blazing fortress.

Boom!

A bright light, a destructive light, burst forth between heaven and earth, obscuring all, annihilating all, making even Divine Sense lose its original function.

Under the light, Divine Souls suffered incessant stabbing pain, Divine Sense that had been extended was already melting in the high temperature, permanently damaged.

"Ah… no…"

As the light dissipated, a piercing wail followed.

An Siyan and the others looked on as, under the Great Sun, amidst the terrifying heat and sword-light, the fiery fortress and thirty-six Nascent Treasures were shattered layer by layer; all twelve hundred Hairy Spirits were turned to ash, exceedingly fragile.

The Fire King, located at the very center of the multiple layers of protection, was not spared either.

Starting from the head, the body slowly turned into ashes; hair melted into droplets of metallic rain, Law Body reduced to ashes under the sword.

Only a weakened Divine Soul and Golden Pill were left, preserving his life using his escape last resort.

Fire King, in a panic, clutched onto a Treasure Symbol and vanish into space, disappearing from sight.

This Treasure Symbol was extraordinarily mysterious and of significant origin, allowing his Divine Soul's escape speed to surpass that of a Nascent Soul Peak Monk's Nascent Soul.

"To escape into space as a Nascent Soul, this is really too…"

Jiang Ding chuckled wryly, as the Taiqing Flying Sword also pursued into space.

"Foolish…"

Jiang Ding's face revealed shock, his words suddenly stiffened.

He looked down,

A segment of transparent sword-tip, as if crafted from ten-thousand-year-old Mysterious Ice, had at some unknown time pierced through his chest; blood dripped down, the terrifying chill spreading everywhere.

"… when did…"

"Done! Done!!"

Delighted, Rain Queen's previously sorrowful and helpless expression cracked slightly.

This sword strike seemed ordinary.

In truth, she had burned all of her Mana, Essence Blood, and body's Life Energy, using Fire King's desperate distraction to execute the Rain Pulse Illusion secret technique, making a desperate gamble.

Finally,

she succeeded in one fell swoop!

"Damn Grest Sun Swordsman!"

"You really should die!"

"You have forced me to shift to ghost cultivation…"

Beyond the elation, Rain Queen harbored deep resentment, curses flowing incessantly.

She quickly abandoned her Life Energy-drained body, her Divine Soul with her Golden Pill shedding its shell to escape, likewise vanishing into space, to avoid the oncoming wrathful bombardment from the Eastern Devil School's cannons.

"… when did…"

"When…"

"…"

At this moment, Rain Queen's body paused, her eyes filled with confusion, her just-escaped Divine Soul standing still, motionless, stunned in space.

Clang~

A soft sound of sword-chime.

A Flying Sword, coming from beyond the heavens, gently pierced her skull, passing right through, leaving behind it a thoroughly illuminated empty space.

"No…"

Rain Queen's Divine Soul struggled weakly, unable to utter last words, turned into ash scattering across the sky, vanishing into nothingness.

"Jiang Ding…"

Ouyang Hui and the others were furiously about to do something.

The next moment, they retracted their words.

The young phantasm pierced by the Mysterious Ice sword-tip slowly dissipated, revealing a short Mysterious Ice sword.

Not far from the dissipating phantasm, another young man was standing quietly.

Around them, the silence was deafening.

This was no mystery of an Escape Technique.

From start to finish, his figure had never appeared within the enemies' field of vision; it had always been the phantasm speaking.

"This…"

Ouyang Hui and the others caught on to the principle, looking at each other: "This one must be real, right?"

"Yeah, I am the real one."

"Don't tell anyone."

Jiang Ding replied with a slight smile: "If others knew about this, it wouldn't work anymore."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Ouyang Hui nodded frantically.