Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1438: 1406 The Habits of Tushan Heavenly Monarch

Chapter 1438: Chapter 1406 The Habits of Tushan Heavenly Monarch

“You damned bastard!”

“I’m cursed for eight lifetis!”

“How did I end up with you…”

A turquoise and a white Escape Light intertwined in flight, sotis the white was in front, other tis the turquoise was leading, but the white Escape Light could never shake off the persistent clinging of the turquoise light.

After a long while, their nurous final cards were exhausted, both their mana and Divine Sense were greatly depleted, inevitably slowing their pace.

The Void Refining Sword Cultivator chasing them from behind saw this, with escalating murderous intent.

“Good, very good!”

“Qingyun, I’ve taken note of your fortuitous companionship.”

The figure within the white Escape Light spoke coldly.

“Fellow Daoist, it was truly a coincidence, absolutely true.”

The figure within the turquoise Escape Light chuckled sheepishly.

“That storage bag of the Peak Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, give two-thirds.”

“It might contain opportunities for Void Refining, Fellow Daoist, do not forget.”

The Great Love Heavenly Monarch said coldly.

“Of course.”

Qingyun Heavenly Monarch was delighted, promptly handing over the storage bag he had snatched.

One had murderous intent written all over his face, while the other wore an honest, naive smile. After so discussion, their speed exploded simultaneously, fleeing towards the distance, starting to burn Essence Blood.

“Scoundrel…”

The Void Refining Sword Cultivator chasing behind was anxious.

He hesitated, wondering whether to burn Essence Blood while chasing these two Nascent Soul juniors, as his age was advanced, and burning Essence Blood could potentially reduce his Life Energy, shortening his years ahead.

But soon, he didn’t need to hesitate.

Buzz!

In the sky, a strand of erald green appeared, containing tough yet sharp Life Rules, resembling so Spirit Vine, or like a sword made from Divine Tree, slashing from afar, terrifying sharpness even for a Void Refining Cultivator.

On the other side, was a small hazy space knife, seemingly rging with the space, containing subtle ti power, detached from the crescent horn of a Spiritual Worm’s head, flying out, slashing in an instant, illuminating into the Lake of Heart of the Void Refining Sword Cultivator.

“This is!”

The Void Refining Sword Cultivator’s heart trembled.

Without hesitation, he drew his sword, unleashing a cut, with blood light covering the sky and earth, the Sword-light imbued with Blood Dao Rules slashed relentlessly downward, making the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi turbulent non-stop, the Blood Path Rule Domain commanding the surrounding Spiritual Qi and the great montum of heaven and earth.

Boom!

As three differing attacks converged, space shattered, Heavenly Dao Rules twisted and staggered wildly, with countless Spiritual Light scattering.

Once the Spiritual Light dissipated.

The Void Refining Sword Cultivator stepped back, his pursuit hesitated.

From afar, those two crazed fleeing turquoise and white Escape Lights quickly vanished over the horizon, using Concealnt and hiding magic, disappearing from sight.

“Precious treasure!”

“Both these individuals have imnse opportunities on them! Perhaps, old man’s Sword Dao can once again…”

The white-haired Void Refining Sword Cultivator trembled, exceedingly excited.

“This is my precious treasure!”

The Void Refining Sword Cultivator’s eyes turned red, full of greed.

He suddenly burned Essence Blood, his breath multiplying in strength, quickly discovering the distant sneaky silhouettes, rushing fiercely with a violent speed.

“You cannot escape…”

His tone was icy.

Suddenly he faltered.

Those turquoise and white figures had stopped, paying respects to another Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator who had just appeared.

This scene was indeed baffling.

Yet, the white-haired Void Refining Sword Cultivator could no longer care, under horrifying pressure, wielded the Blood Sword to slay towards there.

…

“Long ti no see,”

“Greetings, young uncle master!”

Han Lin exclaid delightedly.

He imdiately gave up sticking to Great Love Heavenly Monarch like gum, approached the green-clothed youth, bowing deeply.

Based on past experience, this young uncle master had a very easygoing nature, whether to save him or not was uncertain, but this ti was different, the elderly Void Refining Sword Cultivator violated the common virtues of Sword Cultivators, highly likely to incur his displeasure.

“Greetings, Heavenly Monarch!”

The Great Love Heavenly Monarch instantly abandoned his genteel sophistication of scolding Han Lin, and, like a virtuous gentleman, bowed respectfully.

“Hahaha!”

“It’s been a long ti, Fellow Daoists, your deanor is unchanged.”

Jiang Ding was in good spirits upon eting old friends in a distant land, jestingly said, “Han Lin, your propensity for trouble remains consistent, but rember, the Upper Realm is full of hidden masters, be more cautious in the future.”

“Certainly, certainly.”

Han Lin replied awkwardly.

He truly hadn’t caused any trouble!

Always being careful and modest, not standing out, but it’s bizarre always encountering danger, perhaps related to his aptitude, needing to constantly acquire opportunities for cultivation to progress.

“Great Love, Fellow Daoist,”

“Never thought your linguistic skills were so outstanding, didn’t notice before, quite impressive.”

Jiang Ding looked at Great Love Heavenly Monarch, smiling slightly.

Great Love Heavenly Monarch had cursed Han Lin all the way, spitting out millions of awful phrases, critiquing everything from birth to parents to future lives, even exploring Han Lin’s character without repeating a single line, incredibly eye-opening.

“Heavenly Monarch teases.”

Great Love Heavenly Monarch chuckled awkwardly.

Amid their casual chat, the white-haired Void Refining Sword Cultivator had already arrived.

“Die!”

Having burned Essence Blood, his breath was intensely violent, without uttering more words, he raised his sword and slashed directly down, Blood Dao Rules condensed to a point, piercing through space and rules, arriving in an instant.

Great Love Heavenly Monarch and Qingyun Heavenly Monarch felt chills on their scalps, their Divine Souls guarded to the extre.

Clang!

At this mont, the green-clothed youth before them drew his sword, then returned it to the sheath.

In that instant, sky and earth over tens of thousands of kiloters away froze, space, rules, clouds, mountains, rivers, and wind sounds were all stalled for several breaths.

The white-haired Void Refining Sword Cultivator within this kingdom was rigid as a bug in amber.

Rip!

A sound like tearing fabric.

In the space between heaven and earth appeared a gold light, starting at the void refining sword cultivator’s brow, vertically cleaving evenly into two halves, the body falling in two, internal organs and blood gushing down, then instantly burned into ash.

“Legacy…”

The white-haired Void Refining Sword Cultivator fearfully uttered two words.

These were his final words in the world.

In the next instant, his Divine Soul was annihilated, with no surviving particles of Divine Soul or flesh vitality.

“This!”

Han Lin and Great Love Heavenly Monarch were instantly breathless, their minds blank.

They knew Tushan Heavenly Monarch would be formidable, but did not expect such terror!

That was clearly an Early Refining Void Sword Cultivator, definitely not among the weak for that stage, even possibly able to hold his ground against a Mid-stage Void Refining Practitioner, yet under that single sword, instantaneously slain without resistance.

“Such a person shouldn’t practice swordsmanship.”

Jiang Ding slightly shook his head.

With his good habit of being frugal, he collected the storage bag and flying sword from the Void Refining Sword Cultivator, then distributed two parts to the two before him, one part each: “You participated in the battle, this is your share of the spoils.”

These riches, to him, were trivial, but they could make a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s fortune multiply their wealth tens of tis.

“Thank you, Heavenly Monarch!”

“Thank you, young uncle master!”

Han Lin and Great Love Heavenly Monarch were exceptionally delighted, yet seemingly expected, imdiately accepting without any refusal.

This was Tushan Heavenly Monarch’s habit.

In battles with any loot, he would definitely distribute to every participating ally, even if it were just a few hundred Spirit Stones of minor rit for a Qi Practitioner, he wouldn’t embezzle.

It’s been such for countless years, never changing.