Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1755 - 1723: I Will Never Relive the Helplessness of

At this mont, an aura of perfect harmony radiated from the Dari Swordsman.

Mana, Divine Sense, Treasure, along with the insights gained from slaying the Immortal Device Child, coupled with nearly fifty thousand years of tireless developnt and participation in Immortal Path activities, ford the seventh-rank peak Heavenly Sword Swordsmanship.

In every aspect, it has reached the theoretical limit.

This is his limit, and also the theoretical limit of the Immortal Dao System that he inherits and extends.

This is the current limit of the Xiann Sect’s Immortal Dao System.

This is also the current limit of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s Immortal Dao theoretical system.

This is likewise the limit of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and even the forr Upper Realm Eight Great Immortal Sects’ Immortal Dao theoretical limit!

All the inheritance says that the limit is like this, reaching the peak of the Three Steps of Nirvana, with no way beyond.

All the Supre Ancestor Masters in the history of all the Immortal Sects, all outstanding figures, their greatest achievents are only reaching this point, any higher realm, despite rumors, has never been set foot upon, like a dream-like legend.

Jiang Ding’s gaze was fixed upon an object in front of him.

A fist-sized earthenware jar, containing endless Cosmic Star Light, with faint Chaos Qi.

This was a Supre Treasure of ninth-rank limit acquired from adventures on the Heavenly Craft Star Chain battlefield with Han Lin and other old friends. A treasure that encapsulates the legacy of the forr Spirit Treasure Realm of the previous Immortal Sect, ford through hundreds of thousands of years of miracles and coincidences, capable of nding the foundation.

What about Jiang Ding’s foundation?

From the perspective of the Perishing Immortal Realm Taoist disciples, it’s flawless.

From the perspective of the True Immortal, it’s broken beyond repair, not worth ntioning, like a cracked bowl by the roadside.

To him, a treasure that nds the foundation is extrely precious.

Not daring to dream of completely repairing the cracked bowl into a jade bowl, even if a few large holes on the cracked bowl could be patched to hold so water, that would be good.

The only pity is that this Heavenly Crafted Spiritual Treasure Creation Spirit Spring is not good enough.

Even though it has tenfold worth, even though it is a treasure born nearly transcending the ninth-rank limit through chance and miracle, it is still insufficient to allow a Refining Nothingness Swordsman at the three-step limit to cross the limit. At most, it shakes it slightly, just a slight illusion, soon calming, with no more usefulness.

This is why Jiang Ding didn’t use this item during seclusion previously, it only added to despair without any other use.

"To force a being at the Three Steps of Nirvana limit to cross that limit, the treasure must be at least of quasi-immortal level."

Jiang Ding murmured.

"Such a thing, in the Upper Realm, I’ve never heard of it."

"It’s not that it doesn’t exist, it’s not extrely rare, it’s not historically scarce, but it has simply never existed."

This is why, in the recorded history of the Perishing Immortal Realm, there has never been a four-step being, because the natural conditions are completely unsuitable for the birth of such beings, it should not grow such beings.

A being stood silently within the Great Sun, quietly following the rotations of the Great Sun, standing motionless like a statue.

Devoid of the slightest breath of life, falling into a state of silent extinction.

Unknowingly, another thousand years passed.

The green-clothed youth, like a puppet, showed a hint of life, opening deep and mysterious eyes.

"No result,"

"In all calculations, there’s no possibility."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, muttering to himself.

After a thousand years passed, he remained unchanged.

Mana, Divine Soul, Sword Intent, Treasure, none of them changed, no matter how much he tried, he could not advance by even a bit, truly reaching the theoretical limit.

Such an experience, he had never encountered in his tens of thousands of years of life.

A bottleneck?

A thing completely unheard of, as long as ti was spent, growth was inevitable, sothing taken for granted.

Now, such a taken-for-granted thing vanished.

Aside from ascending to Harmonization, Jiang Ding could find no way to improve himself.

Continuing like this, no matter how many years passed, it would be a waste of ti.

He had already wasted a thousand years.

If it continued, wasting ten thousand years, tens of thousands of years, or until reaching the limit of his Refining Void Life, there would be no result, Divine Soul Magical Power Life Flying Sword would see no change.

Their design’s theoretical limit was thus, no matter how much Spiritual Energy was infused, no matter how many Supre Treasures were used, it was futile.

It’s a complete waste of ti.

"To ascend to Harmonization this way?"

"I am still so weak, facing the Immortal Dao theoretical system constructed by these previous Supre figures of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm and many previous Immortal Sects, I feel too insignificant."

"Breaking through such a theoretical limit, shouldn’t it be sothing after I ascend to Supre?"

Jiang Ding murmured.

"Perhaps, Harmonization still offers a chance, perhaps Heavenly Man still offers a chance, perhaps even after becoming Supre, there will still be opportunities, I’ll leave these difficulties for later when I have greater capabilities..."

"An issue like the Immortal Dao System’s theoretical limit shouldn’t be sothing a Refining Nothingness Cultivator should solve..."

One reason after another, one difficulty after another appeared in Jiang Ding’s heart.

All difficulties were indeed present.

All reasons exceedingly reasonable, no one could find a fault.

Slowly, Jiang Ding gradually persuaded himself.

"Indeed,"

"In the future, when I ascend to Supre, that will be the ti to break through the Immortal Dao System’s theoretical limit..."

Jiang Ding whispered.

"Then,"

"Ascend to Harmonization."

"Quickly climb to Near Immortal, only then can I change all the current Immortal Dao System!"

Jiang Ding whispered silently.

BOOM!

As the cultivator’s thoughts unfolded, rolling dark clouds surged over, filling the starry sky of the Solar System, with terrifying Heavenly Might descending as expected, its montum more than tenfold greater than when crossing tribulations.

This was a never-before-seen earth-shaking feat in the history of the Ancient Divine Domain, a terrifying aura of destruction continually spreading across the entire Ancient Divine Domain, leaving countless beings terrified.

At this mont, within the scope of the entire Ancient Divine Domain, all beings could see a hazy silhouette engulfed in endless Heavenly Tribulations in the starry sky, instinctively feeling imnse fear.

It was as if a Divine King stood high above the Nine Heavens, looking down upon the Human World.

"He is ascending..."

"Finally ascending..."

The Heavenly Calculator Daoist and others held their breath.

At this mont, the pressure from the Dari Swordsman was such that even they dared not touch it by a fraction, as death was certain, Harmonization God Monarch was like an ant in comparison.

Such an achievent, it’s almost on par with true Taoist disciples, isn’t it?

What a glorious achievent it is. For a cultivator to achieve such an accomplishnt, there should be no regrets in life, right?

The Heavenly Calculator Daoist and others thought with envy.

Once, they were the sa Taoist disciples of the Nine Spirits Realm, this one has already far surpassed them, walking in the ideals they held, he possesses achievents that everyone envies.

"No!"

"I am not willing!"

Suddenly, an unwilling roar reverberated from the World Community of the Ancient Divine Domain, shaking the night sky of the world community, fearful murderous intent surging like a tide.

Everyone looked up in horror.

"No!"

"I refuse!"

In the endless thunder, the hazy figure roared angrily, with aura shaking the Star River, angrily roaring: "Immortal-level order, missed it, now, missed it again! Again and again!"

"Again and again!"

"In Harmonization, in Heavenly Man, what will I miss again? What will I miss!"

"Every ti, it’s the sa reason, the sa excuse, the sa failure!"

"In endless years, how many beings like , using countless excuses, countless reasons, finally found themselves unchangeably stuck, ultimately losing the last hope, reduced to diocre Supres."

"Must this repeated thing happen again on ?"

"Again!!"