Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 882 - 851: One Sword Kills Six Nascent Souls

"Hahaha!"

"Immortal Tushan, your name is Tushan, right?"

The leader of the Golden Winged Demon Monarchs laughed heartily, looking very heroic, "You are doing very well. Just join my Wanyao Valley, and you will have wealth and riches, Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, Breakthrough Pills, and everything you could possibly want."

"Even, if you want to break through the Nascent Soul and reach the realms beyond, as long as you make great achievements, it's not impossible."

"Our Demon Race, like the ocean that accepts a hundred rivers, accommodates the Myriad Clans and has everything. Be aware that the Human Race is also one of the Myriad Clans, and we are the same."

Unlike his interaction with True Master Void Square, his five older brothers weren't sneering but were watching with extremely friendly smiles.

"Hahaha..."

"Do you really think anyone would believe your lies!"

True Master Void Square spat blood, staining his chest red, and coughed, jeering, "Beyond the Nascent Soul? You feathered beast, not even the ancestor of your Royal Family, despite his tremendous achievements, could achieve much."

"If he dares to covet even a fraction, he would immediately die a mysterious death."

"Friend..."

"Tushan..."

Both sides were trading barbs, each fiercely trying to gain something.

All for that one sword.

"Quiet."

Jiang Ding said softly.

For some reason, as soon as he spoke, both the Immortals of Nascent Soul and the Demon Monarchs instinctively shut their mouths.

They exchanged glances, each seeing the pupils of the other constrict.

The air fell silent.

"Jin Yi,"

Jiang Ding didn't care what the other's name was. He pointed at a quiet, skinny, and inconspicuous Golden Winged Bird Demon, saying, "I do not discriminate against the Demon Race. Under my command, there are positions needed by Demon Cultivators. I treat them the same as others. The military achievements they make and the rewards they receive are exactly the same without any bias toward Humans."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist!"

This skinny member of the Golden Wing King Clan bowed respectfully, his Divine Soul sharp and his beast instincts very strong.

The other five Golden Wing King Clan Demon Monarchs looked stern.

"Eh?"

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, True Master Void Square thought of something, was overjoyed, and burst into laughter.

Jiang Ding glanced over.

True Master Void Square's head shrank back, and he immediately kept quiet.

"However,"

Jiang Ding continued unhurriedly, "if there are Demon Beasts that eat humans, they must die."

"One Demon eats a person, one Demon dies."

"A hundred Demons eat people, a hundred Demons die."

"If the whole world's Demons eat humans, then all Demons in the world, regardless of men, women, the elderly, or children, must die—extinct and wiped clean."

"Do you understand?"

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword, looking at the six Golden Wing King Clan Demon Monarchs.

"So, you all are going to die."

"Not just you. If I have the time, I will enter Wanyao Valley, patrol every place with my Divine Sense and Sword Intent, and slay all the man-eating monsters, annihilating their race completely."

He said this with a smile, as if it were a casual chat between neighbors.

"Oh?"

The amiable smiles on the faces of the six Demon Monarchs vanished.

"Ridiculous!"

"Seeking death!"

"The strength of our Demon Race, how could someone as narrow-sighted as you comprehend it?"

They growled coldly.

Swish!

Swish, swish, swish!

Within a radius of dozens to nearly a hundred kilometers, countless slashes from golden feather blades flickered, attacking from all directions with a continuous whooshing sound—overwhelming and terrifying in might.

Even an iron man forged from Nascent Soul Stage Spiritual Gold would instantly become pieces under these blades.

This is a Sword Domain formed by the overlaid forces of six Demon Monarchs from the same clan in their later stages!

"So crude," Jiang Ding commented, lifting an eyelid.

"Extremely rigid."

"A domain requires profound wisdom, having honed and sensed True Qi from an early age. It's something that gradually comes into being, not something amateurs like you can wield with your so-called innate abilities," Jiang Ding stated.

"You are not suited for such fancy tricks."

With a thought, the Destruction Sword Domain slowly unfurled.

This was a domain filled with Blue-Gold Sword Qi, swirling around emitting a heavy, orderly aura, as unfathomable as the ocean.

Yet, the aura it displayed was much weaker than any single Golden Feather Sword Domain, let alone the combined might of six.

"What?"

True Master Void Square's eyes widened.

This was merely a Sword Domain with a weaker aura than even his Ethereal Sword Domain.

However,

as soon as the six Golden Feather Sword Domains made contact with this domain, they fell into disarray and became entirely integrated into the thousand-year refined Golden Feathers. The once formidable, authentic Sword Domains disintegrated before this Sword Domain.

Each strand of Blue-Gold Sword Qi, like individual swordsmen, displayed astonishing swordsmanship skills. Using just one-tenth the strength of the Golden Feather Sword Domain, it overwhelmed the Golden Feather Sword Domain.

It was like facing a swordsman who executed moves by the book, only knowing the moves without understanding the principles. This swordsman, who had relied on tall stature and the heavy, sharp golden sword, had always been invincible, always victorious until... he met a true Swordsman.

In front of a Swordsman who had mastered the techniques, the so-called exquisite moves of the sword were like sending one's throat towards the sword point, totally beyond their control!

Under the terrified gaze of the six Golden Wing King Clan Demon Monarchs, the surging Sword Intent of Destruction engulfed their six Sword Domains in a blink, filling every corner of the universe, dominating every bit of Spiritual Energy, leaving no excess for anyone else.

The Destruction Sword Domain appeared, the Destruction Sword Domain dominated.

Just like that.

The strength contained in the Sword Qi was only a tenth of that in the Golden Feather Sword Domain, not because that was all its strength, but because that amount of power was sufficient.

It could control a hundred li around in an instant; no more was needed.

The Destruction Sword Domain, like a prison, locked everything down, forbade Spiritual Energy, and a harsh death descended upon every Cultivator.

"Demons rely solely on their innate, tough-skinned natures," Jiang Ding remarked.

"Skills like these, perhaps you shouldn't embarrass yourselves."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly, looking at the six great Demon Monarchs, "You have no skills, and your bloodlines are too weak. It's simply boring. If you can survive a strike from my sword, you may live."

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword.

A very ordinary stroke, not any sword technique, gentle and frail like willow catkins.

It appeared in an instant.

In another instant, this stroke engulfed the entire field of view of the six Demon Monarchs, enveloped the whole world, leaving no escape.

A cold and clear death descended abruptly.

"No!"

"I don't believe this is real!"

"Kill him!"

The frail Golden Winged Demon Monarch roared.

He spat out a Demon Pill from his mouth, merging it with the life feathers beneath his neck. Instead of transforming it into a Flying Sword or dagger, he turned it into a Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd. Gripping it with both hands, he used his tough body to tear through space, charging at the young man in blue, slashing with a force that split mountains and ruptured the earth.

The moment he moved, the other five Demon Monarchs followed suit.

Without any hesitation, they burned their Essence Blood, merging their strongest Demon Pills and life feathers, simultaneously tearing through space to form the age-old battle formation passed down within their clan, striking all at once.

From a distance, it looked like six ancient divine mountains collapsing and crashing down together, crushing everything beneath!

"Six Celestial Bleak Mountains Demon Slaying Formation!"

The frail Demon Monarch bellowed. Under his leadership, the might of the formation surged once more.

At this moment, he regained his confidence.

Within this bloodline-inherited ancient Killing Array, he was confident that even a Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator in their presence had to be cut open directly!

Shh!

Then, he saw a gentle, frail-like-willow-catkins Flying Sword pass by, shattering the ancient divine mountains, six golden-feathered bird heads soared into the sky, golden blood spilling everywhere.

This scene grew more and more distant.

Until he plunged into complete darkness.