Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 961 - 932: Breaking through the Liudao Sect

A Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch, a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch who had lived for nearly ten thousand years.

With only the standard of a Quasi-Fifth Order in the Formation Dao.

This was not a Loose Cultivator who had lost his inheritance. The Formation Dao indeed is difficult, known as the leader of the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, but after ten thousand years, even if it was to be polished, he should have risen to a higher level.

But he truly was Quasi-Fifth Order.

It really is...

"Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu... Forget it, Wan Zhu, I really can't bring myself to call you 'senior'."

Jiang Ding shook his head and said, "There's no need to wait for your true body far away in the Guishan Tie Family anymore, I've sealed off the nearby Space and Earth Vein, even if there is a secret teleportation Formation built by the Northern Plains Families nearby, it will take him at least ten breaths of time to get here."

"Now you have nine breaths left, if you can hold on, you will live."

Surrounding them, the Great Sun Destroying Sword Domain had completely engulfed all Evil Ghosts, covering the entire Liudao Sect inside and out, dominating the flow of the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi within a radius of one thousand and two hundred kilometers, with no other cultivators' powers able to intervene.

This led to one outcome: the Liudao Sect's Formation Method could only rely on the reserve of Spirit Stones and the Quasi-Fifth Order Spiritual Vein, and could no longer draw on the surrounding Spiritual Energy, greatly reducing the power and duration of the Formation.

"Ridiculous!"

"Tushan, your knowledge of formations indeed exceeds expectations!"

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu snorted coldly, brimming with a murderous intent, "However, the Formation Dao is but a minor Technique. You should know that Cultivation Base is the foundation of a cultivator!"

"The Six Dao Reincarnation Lifeless Great Formation is not something a mere early stage Nascent Soul Cultivator like you can break!"

"Your concealing magic is indeed profound, but it cannot block the connection between my true body and my Soul Fragment. In the next moment, he will arrive, and you will have no place to bury your body!"

The sound of demonic chanting came from Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu's mouth, infiltrating the Divine Soul of the person in front of him without leaving any holes unpenetrated.

For thousands of years, even the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch of the West Desert dared not step into the Liudao Sect's Formation Method!

"Formation?"

"Oh? You think you understand Formation Dao too?"

Jiang Ding asked with a smile.

"You..."

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu was enraged.

Keng!

A Sword Cry rang out, echoing between heaven and earth.

Immediately after, a radiant sun ascended, thunderously falling down, striking precisely at the core of the Hungry Ghost Dao Great Formation. Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, countless hot, destructive, forbidden Sword Qi burst forth, obliterating swathes of Array Patterns in an instant.

Bang!

The world of billions of Hungry Ghosts collapsed into countless streams of light blue smoke, shattering apart, as if not even the entire world could contain the brilliance of this one sword.

Jiang Ding quietly watched the collapsing void in front of him.

Hum!

In the midst of the heaven-filling Spiritual Light, within a deeper layer of Space, lines of Array Patterns began to recover, drawing from the countless years of Spirit Stone reserves ammassed by the Liudao Sect, along with the Quasi-Fifth Order Spiritual Vein, unfolding a vivid and lifelike world once again.

"Baa!"

"Roar!"

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

This world was a wilderness of mountains and grasslands, inhabited by pigs, cows, sheep, dogs, and other beasts, sparrows, eagles, and other creatures flying in the sky, snakes, worms, ants, fish, and various other beings, all roaring, multiplying, and living in harmony with nature.

However, upon closer inspection, the eyes of these pigs, cows, sheep, and dogs were exceptionally spirited, containing various complicated emotions of pain and howls.

It was like... human eyes!

One of the Six Paths, the Beast Dao!

In the ancient myths, this was the place where only wicked people would enter, transforming into beasts, endlessly reincarnating, suffering slavery, torment, agony, until they washed away their sins and could be reincarnated back into humans again.

"The Tushan legacy of the Beast Dao, huh..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, recalling the past.

"Tushan, you are about to die!"

Countless pigs, cows, sheep, and dogs looked up at the young man in green clothes in the sky, and from them came the voice of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, growling, "The Six Paths Reincarnation is eternal, indestructible. You cannot break it, you cannot escape it. You will be trapped here forever, never to transcend after death. You will pay the price for your arrogance and rudeness!"

Jiang Ding was shrouded in a hazy space, with countless memories, countless hidden Demonic Thoughts emerging and dying around him, dragging him into an illusion.

Each of these thoughts was telling him, "You are a cow, you are a dog, you are a sheep, born to eat grass, this place is yours... You should forget everything... You have always lived here... What Heavenly Monarch, what Spirit Transformation, all are just your delirious dreams, completely non-existent illusions..."

This was, capable of causing a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch to sink into an Internal Demon illusion!

"Wan Zhu, this is ridiculous."

Jiang Ding was unconcerned, "Such a crude Internal Demon illusion, laughable. It seems that even the Six Dao Ancestor wasn't skilled in dealing with Internal Demons back in the day."

"And you, you take this unskilled thing as a treasure, and still unable to exert its full power."

Boom!

Boom!

A splendid Great Sun rose, falling toward the ground, and with a terrifying explosion, the world of the Beast Dao completely shattered and destroyed, with no resistance whatsoever.

The void shattered, revealing even deeper layers of array patterns.

This was a mundane city, with farmers, merchants, constables, peddlers, prefectural magistrates, and light blue smoke curling up from the rooftiles—human everyday life filled the surroundings.

Jiang Ding seemed to transform into a farmer, spending his whole life tilling the land, marrying and fathering children, and continuing to till the land with his son, without end.

Up until the day before his death, he was still out in the fields, never resting a day, constantly toiling and struggling.

He also seemed to become the son of a merchant, learning the ways of business from his father, and then the son of a prefectural magistrate, studying the classics, making friends, visiting elders, all in preparation to take the imperial exams...

The lives of countless people seemed to be his own; memory after memory surged towards Jiang Ding, layer upon layer, endless and overwhelming, threatening to overwrite his original memories and turn him into a wandering soul existing only within the Sect Suppressing Formation of the Liudao Sect.

The Six Paths, the Human Dao!

"This one, is a little better,"

Jiang Ding nodded.

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword, carrying boundless light, thundered down, obliterating the Human Dao into debris, as countless beams of spiritual light disintegrated.

What followed were the Asura Path, Heavenly Man Dao, Hell Dao...

All these scenes, detailed to the extreme, were from the mythological Six Paths of Reincarnation. After going through several cycles of reincarnation, even a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch would sink into obscurity, his divine soul clouded, trapped forever in an illusion from which he could never awaken.

However,

Fear gradually filled the heart of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu.

Boom!

Boom boom!

...

The dazzling Great Sun rose again and again; each time it fell, one of the paths within the Six Dao Reincarnation would be annihilated!

Nothing could stop it!

Whether it was the combined strength of many Heavenly Men, the power of beasts, or that of hungry ghosts, everything was futile, only adding to the consumption of the Great Formation.

In the end, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu dared not control the formation with precision anymore.

He found that the more he manipulated the formation, and the more detailed his actions, the greater his disadvantage in the end—it was utterly useless!

"No, I will not fail this quickly!"

"I can hold on for twenty more times, twenty more!"

As spirit stones rapidly depleted, fear arose in the heart of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, "My true body is almost here; the Six Dao Reincarnation Lifeless Great Formation is renowned for its undying endurance, it can't be destroyed so easily, it must be so..."

Clang!

Clang clang!

At that moment, accompanied by the crisp sound of a sword cry, nine resplendent streaks of Blue-Gold Sword Qi burst forth from within the Liudao Sect, each as large as a mountain, slashing out one hundred thousand specific Eternal Sword Qis with precision, cutting into each formation node and severing the Spiritual Vein nodes.

With a humming tremor, the unceasingly rotating Six Dao Reincarnation Lifeless Great Formation stalled, coming to a complete halt.

"Not good!"

Half in terror, the soul fragment of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu wanted to salvage the situation but could do nothing, only to watch helplessly as the Great Formation completely spiraled out of control.

"Go!"

In the end, without a second thought, he used a secret technique that burnt the power of his soul, desperately fleeing towards the distant horizon.

Clang!

A soft sword cry.

This sound clearly entered the ears of Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu's soul fragment; then a chill went through his head, plunging him into eternal darkness.

"Foolish."

"Without the protection of the Great Formation, a mere soul fragment dared to flee before me."

Jiang Ding fished out a palm-sized pitch-black Nascent Soul from the void and shook his head.

Boom!

The solidified foundational Great Formation of the Liudao Sect, the Six Dao Reincarnation Lifeless Great Formation, finally exploded at that moment. Countless beams of spiritual light scattered, mountains collapsed in pieces, the space cracked open, and the ground roiled and churned unceasingly, shattered to pieces.

This Great Formation, with tens of thousands of years of heritage, was broken!

Among the myriad space cracks and dust clouds in the sky, Jiang Ding's expression remained indifferent as he looked towards a half-human, half-spider cultivator who suddenly came to a halt thousands of miles away.

His appearance was extremely bizarre; his upper body was human, a young man with dry yellow-white hair, but from the waist down, he was a ferocious spider with eight legs. The spines on the spider legs were sharp and cold, inadvertently cutting through the intricate void.

This man, though of the Human Race, seemed even more eerie and terrifying than any demon beast.

"Hello there, Wan Zhu!"

Jiang Ding greeted warmly, "Your soul fragment just disappeared, seemingly because it felt immense guilt for its own crimes and committed suicide."

"It is very likely that it felt ashamed before my kind and lovely self, so it died."

"Before dying, it asked me to kill you, so you wouldn't be lonely in the netherworld."

Jiang Ding casually crushed the soul fragment in his hand and said with a smile.