Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1731 - 1699: The Great Sun Sword Master Is an Artist

The tides of ti and the material world surged towards the Immortal Device Child’s Reverse Five Elents Celestial Demon Refining Furnace, operating at full capacity.

He and his billions of Blood and Flesh Furnace Daoist Soldier Great Arrays operated continuously, devouring the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi every mont, influencing the celestial phenona of the World Community with their rumbling operations, overturning the rules of Heaven and Earth. They were renowned Daoist Soldiers and Taoist disciples of the peak Immortal Sects.

However, at this mont, from the outside in, everything was solidifying.

An invisible yet terrifying force erged from the universe, spreading across it. Nurous Blood and Flesh Furnace Daoist Soldiers and Implents Sect Inheritance Disciples struggled to control the army formation, but suddenly froze, their Divine Soul, bodies, and thoughts were instantly frozen, severed from the external world, unable to awaken no matter how angrily they roared or cursed.

"Ah..."

An icy and suffocating premonition enveloped the Immortal Device Child.

He furiously activated the Reverse Five Elents Celestial Demon Refining Furnace at his chest, unleashing wave after wave of Reverse Five Elents power, dispelling the solidified ti over and over again.

But in the end, everything solidified.

This Heaven and Earth fell into complete silence!

At this mont, two colossal pillars tens of thousands of feet high appeared between Heaven and Earth, standing side by side, then spreading open in both directions, revealing a magnificent Galaxy Painting within, with battling intent soaring to the clouds.

This truly was a masterpiece!

The characters within were lifelike, without a trace of emptiness. Every expression and detail of the characters was ticulously detailed, imbued with intense emotions such as terror, rage, grief, and heroism, almost leaping off the paper, allowing the beings of the world to perceive and empathize with their emotions at that mont.

Even more lantable is that this painting encompasses the myriad wonders of the Immortal Dao.

For those who practice Sword Dao, they could see all sorts of resounding Sword Intent within this painting; for those who follow the path of army formations, they could see the mysteries of formations from First-order to Eighth-rank within; for those who practice the Wood Elent Dao, they could see the lives, joys, and sorrows of many cultivators on the sa path...

The various supre sceneries of Immortal Dao were almost exhaustively depicted in this painting!

"It seems,"

"I, too, possess an artist’s talent..."

Before the Galaxy Painting, a green-clothed youth with a longsword at his waist appeared without anyone noticing. He quietly admired his work, occasionally revealing a trace of regret amidst his musings.

If he could capture all the Taoist disciples and quasi-immortal clan Saint Heirs of the Great Thousand World on it, how splendid it would be?

In the distance, Mingguang Zi and Yang Bone Divine Monarch held their breath.

They dared not breathe, fixating on the distant youth with worshipful, fervent eyes, wishing they could instantly prostrate at his feet, listening to the supre sound of Great Sun Swordsmanship.

Great Sun Swordsmanship, today...

Crack!

At this mont, a clear sound resonated throughout the universe, plunging everyone back into a cold suppression.

Only the strongest Harmonization God Monarchs retained a trace of energy, barely able to look at the distant Galaxy Painting, where they saw a broken corner, akin to a black hole.

This corner appeared so vividly in the painting, so conspicuously, as if soone had punctured it, revealing a flaw in the Holy Artifact within, evoking endless regret.

A pale finger poked through the broken corner of the painting.

"...Pure Yang..."

"...Pure Yang... Pure Yang!..."

A terrifying voice that sent chills to the heart erged from the breach in the painting, fierce and despairing, sending a chill down one’s spine.

"A stray dog."

The green-clothed youth crossed his arms behind his back, his expression indifferent, seemingly unsurprised.

At the broken corner of the painting, within the pale hand, two pale fingers, there seed to exist a being crawling out from the depths of the Nine Nether, its cold and terrifying aura spreading far and wide.

Upon hearing the green-clothed youth’s words, an even more venomous emotion surfaced, almost wishing to freeze this Heaven and Earth.

"Stray dog, ah,"

"Stray dog."

"Calling you a stray dog, you still won’t accept it."

The Great Sun Sword Master disregarded the terrifying painting, sighing lightly, "It’s only now that you’re desperately burning your Reverse Five Elents Celestial Demon Refining Furnace, your timing is too late."

"Your combat experience is laughably lacking."

"Such an opponent, how can they be worthy to be the stepping stone en route to my pursuit of the True Immortal’s silhouette?!"

Jiang Ding’s face suddenly turned somber, extrely disappointed, filled with murderous intent: "Magic Cultivation! Though Magic Cultivation doesn’t focus on life-and-death blood battles, you mongrel shouldn’t be so devoid of battle experience!"

"Your damned puppet clan has too few people!"

"There are so few who can be called elite! You’ve never experienced a proper battle before, always crushing with the wind at your back, your combat Dao Heart has never been tempered by high-quality battles!"

"You are not even as good as the combat prowess of the Black Corner Ant Clan’s Mingtian Emperor that I have seen!"

"You mongrel!"

Jiang Ding roared in fury, "You mongrel tell !"

"In the previous battles, did the combat logic in your Divine Soul Crystal not tell you to burn the Reverse Five Elents Celestial Demon Refining Furnace as soon as possible!"

"Did it or did it not?!"

"Speak!"

The pale figure crawling out of the Galaxy Painting, filled with venom and howls, paused.

In that mont, its fierce malice and battle intent seed to shrink instantly, suffering a severe blow to its Dao Heart.

"Either, cold logic and emotion, puppet fate rules calculate everything."

"Or, with a life rich in experience and emotions shaping everything in the world, possessing one’s own unshakeable life view and value system, that is, the Dao Heart."

Jiang Ding displayed an icy countenance.

"Trash like you, despite using the Divine Soul Crystal to calculate the most optimal combat thod, fail to use it out of fear of death, hesitating without decisiveness."

"Not as good as a living being, nor as good as a cold puppet."

"Soone like you, becoming an Implents Sect Taoist disciple."

"This is the developnt potential of your clan."

"That is enough."

"You’re this weak!"

"This weak!"

"Why appear before ?!"

Jiang Ding’s furious roar shook Heaven and Earth, his anger reaching its peak, almost pointing at the figure crawling out of the painting’s nose: "You worthless, why not replace it with a Heavenly Sword Sword Son!"

"Only he can bring the battle I want!"

He roared.

With boundless regret, boundless heartbreak, boundless fury, it was as though the creature crawling out of the Galaxy Painting was already a dead man in his eyes.

"You,"

"Courting death..."

The Galaxy Painting began to tremble. Under the expansion of a force capable of destroying heavens and earths, fueled by the burning furnace, the painting could no longer seal the being inside, showing nurous cracks, rendering the painting incomplete.

At a certain mont.

Boom!

Amidst the countless shattered fragnts of the painting, an incredibly terrifying figure appeared in the world.

All of the tens of billions of beings around him vanished, even several respected Implents Sect Inheritance disappeared.

In their place were layers of stacked Blood Bone Scales, forming a hideously terrifying black-red bone armor, covering his entire body, even his pupils obscured within.

Within this monster, the Supre Treasure of the Immortal Sect, the Reverse Five Elents Celestial Demon Refining Furnace, was self-destructively burning, spewing vast energy at every mont.

At this mont, every move he made possessed the power to destroy heavens and earths!