Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 927 - 898 It Has No Ability, You Know?

A Star River Demon Spider watched coldly, its oppressive force piercing through the star river.

"You look mighty and terrifying."

"You even have the grace of a Master of Refining Nothingness before they act. Are you the thing I fear subconsciously?"

Jiang Ding was not afraid and exclaimed in admiration.

Whiz!

In that instant, eighteen pairs of pitch-black, unblinking eyes of the Star River Demon Bead suddenly froze, targeting, and thirty-six legs forged from Star River Demon Iron shot out, shattering space and storms, all landing on his body.

Boom!

Jiang Ding had not yet reacted when he was sent flying backward like a cannonball, vomiting blood in midair and crashing deeply into a meteorite tens of kilometers in size, embedded within it.

Centered around the deep crater, a web-like series of cracks appeared.

His entire aura wilted immensely in an instant, as weak as a thread.

"Not... bad."

"Not bad, not bad at all… Such a powerful force."

Jiang Ding's speech was intermittent, his bloodied mouth opening and closing; he was near death, yet he was somehow smiling, "Just, I have some doubts."

"Such powerful force, one that overwhelmed my reactions, why didn't it impale me?"

"Buddy, that doesn't obey the laws of physics."

"My defenses have always been quite weak."

Jiang Ding laughed heartily.

"I'm begging you, put some effort into it. Don't reveal such a huge flaw; it makes me feel unaccomplished, makes me think you lack professional ethics…"

Boom!

Another leg forged from Star River Demon Iron shot out, hitting Jiang Ding directly in the chest, the meteorite tens of kilometers in size shattered.

The sixteen-year-old's body retreated like dust in the cosmic starry sky, vomiting even more blood, growing weaker and in immense pain, his body about to split open.

Yet it still did not impale him.

That supremely sharp, instantly arriving leg of the Star River Demon Spider still could not penetrate his body.

"Impossible…"

Fear started to show in the eighteen pairs of terrifying compound eyes of the Star River Demon Spider.

"Weak, you are weak."

Jiang Ding's breath was exceedingly weak, his body covered in wounds, his clothes soaked in red, but like a cornered beast, he sighed, "Still unable to break through the instinctual protective will of my body? Internal Demon Heavenly Tribulation, what use do I have for you?"

"Roar!"

"Roar! Roar, roar!"

The Star River Demon Spider roared towards the heavens, its voice shaking the star river, making the starry sky tremble in terror. It was clearly enraged to its limits, as it spread its eighteen sharp legs, ready to execute some terrifying secret technique.

"Speak nicely, why roar?"

"You're disturbing me."

Jiang Ding frowned.

Clang!

He drew his sword—a sword and hilt appeared at his waist unknown when—and pulled it out.

A dazzling sword-light suddenly appeared in the star river!

Under the sword-light, the starry sky, the stars, and even the towering form of the Star River Demon Spider, that was about to perform some terrifying secret technique, froze.

The thirty-six sharp spider legs solidified in mid-air.

The next moment,

Shwish!

A sword mark surfaced at the very center of the Star River Demon Spider, cleaving it into two halves.

Even the spider legs were evenly bisected.

A vast amount of demonic blood flowed in the starry sky, staining the star river, spreading like a waterfall in all directions.

"You, look beautiful."

Jiang Ding quietly appreciated, "I really don't know when I'll be able to cut with such a sword in the real world."

"Thank you for providing this platform."

In the span of a breath, his scar-riddled body, his clothes stained with red, fully returned to their original state.

"Squeak, squeak…"

In contrast, the body of the Star River Demon Spider suddenly exploded, revealing a palm-sized Spider Heart Demon inside, spurting blood and screaming in fear.

Heavenly Demon, Spider Heart Demon.

According to the records of the Xianmen Sect, it was highly skilled in manipulating emotions, causing cultivators to fall into endless illusions until their deaths, and this one in front of him was a Spider Heart Demon at the god-transformation phase's peak.

Every year, many of the cultivators from Xianmen Sect who died during their tribulations were related to it.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak…"

At this moment, the Spider Heart Demon looked at the young man in front of it in terror, screaming ceaselessly, like a wounded little animal.

Sword Cultivator!

A Sword Cultivator with a clear and transparent Sword Heart!

How had it ended up so unlucky!

Thinking it had encountered an Immortal of Nascent Soul undergoing their Divinity Transformation Tribulation, it hurried here before all other Heavenly Demons!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak…"

The Spider Heart Demon was utterly terrified and regretful, pleading for mercy.

"Waste."

"Such a waste."

Jiang Ding felt somewhat disappointed.

He voluntarily opened his Divine Soul, accepting this pitiful Internal Demon, "Search for me, look through my centuries of cultivation for any mental flaws. If you find one that could lead to my death or grievous injury, you can survive."

"Otherwise, you will die."

"Squeak, squeak…"

The Spider Heart Demon continued to scream in fear, cowering.

But it had no choice, as it was forcefully stuffed into the Divine Soul.

...

Jiang Ding felt bewildered as many things appeared before him.

"Uncle!"

"Uncle, what kind of shitty uncle are you!"

Then, a person appeared before him, the son of Jiang Yuan, the elder twin, Little Bear, who had long perished. He appeared, bitterly crying out, "Why didn't you help me? You just watched me age and die as a mortal!"

"You have such a cruel heart!"

"You will not die well!"

"You won't die well at all…"

He cursed frantically.

"What does this have to do with me, damn it!"

Jiang Ding was baffled, "You are my nephew, not my mother. Why should I be responsible for you?"

"If you had been diligent that would be one thing; I could have lent you a hand. But you just lie down, skip school, chase girls, and don't care about studying at all. How can I help with that?"

"Am I supposed to do nothing, stop my own studies, not cultivate, and just follow you around, feeding a man in his twenties and thirties?"

"Forget about it!"

"But your sister, my aunt, was just like me. Why didn't you treat her the same…"

Little Bear, unable to accept it, cried out bitterly.

"Nonsense!"

"The same my foot."

Jiang Ding rolled his eyes, "My sister and I grew up wearing the same open-crotch pants, is that the same situation as yours?"

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand."

Clang!

A flash of sword-light passed by.

Little Bear and this world turned into nothingness, not able to hinder anything.

A mist appeared and then dispersed.

This time, it was the Divine Crow Immortal who appeared, ominously saying, "You destroyed my Beast Spirit Immortal City..."

Clang!

Before he could finish, a sword slashed across, and the Divine Crow Immortal died a clean death once again.

"Forget about it."

"My killing you is justifiable, universally praised. I can't even pretend to feel guilty, so spare me, will you?"

Jiang Ding's face was full of confusion.

What kind of nonsense is this?

Did such scum really belong in his Internal Demon?

"Please bring up some high-class people and affairs!"

Jiang Ding impatiently said, "The Divine Crow Immortal, the Immortal Burning Bone, Zhong Yuanzi, the Shadow Demon, these lackeys really are enough; whether it is in terms of morals, Dao heart, or power, these people are pathetically weak. What impact could they possibly have on me?"

"Are you insane?"

"We were always on opposing sides; killing them couldn't be more normal."

"Do you want me to feel guilty? Uneasy? Afraid?"

"Afraid my ass!"

"Defeated underlings, am I supposed to pretend to be afraid and play house with you?"

The constantly revolving Internal Demon illusion suddenly glitched.

Halfway through the transformation of the illusion, there was unmistakably the Immortal Burning Bone and Zhong Yuanzi, people who had once died by his hand, bitterly howling something.

But now, it just seemed all the more ridiculous.

Clang!

"However, I understand you."

"Buddy, my Dao heart is too perfect."

Jiang Ding drew his sword, quite pleased with himself as he lightly flicked the blade, producing a pleasant ting sound, and sighed, "Centuries of cultivation without a single regret. Whoever needed to be killed, was killed; those who couldn't be, too bad, but that didn't annoy me. I just continued cultivating.

Moreover, I never did anything against my conscience, let alone felt guilty for anything. And, I haven't had any kind of messy romance or grudges. It's not like I loved you, you loved him, and he didn't love you.

"Such a perfect person as myself, how could a petty Internal Demon find a flaw?"

"It can't find one, you know?"

"It doesn't have the capacity."