Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1879 - 1847: The Pure Yang Swordsman Returns Home

The green-clothed youth arrived at this battlefield, passed through it, and entered the Seven-Colored Realm Sea.

He was like a traveler who had been away for tens of thousands of years, weary and dusty, returning to his hotown once again. He precisely found his own house, around which a group of ants and butterflies gathered, their colors dazzling and beautiful, bringing much liveliness to the surroundings.

Then, there was nothing.

The surrounding heavens and earth, the entire bloody battlefield seed to freeze, the sounds disappeared, and the slaughter ca to a standstill.

Everyone was terrified.

"Hiss~"

Mingguang Zi took a deep breath, his body chilled, and fear rose in his heart.

He looked more and more alike, more like.

Like the Great Sun Sword Masters of the past, especially Xi Yuan.

The life and death of all beings, especially the life and death of the sword cultivators, seed like a ga before him.

This is destined fate, this is glory, this is opportunity.

How could the rciful Great Sun Sword Master seize the opportunities of his subordinates?

Perhaps he just found it noisy.

Without Taoist disciples here, there were no enemies for him.

Perhaps only the citizens of the Eastern Devil School could awaken his humanity, aside from that, even if all the Great Sun Sword Cultivators perished, there would not be a ripple in his heart.

The destiny of the Great Sun Sword Cultivators is the battlefield, is death, nothing strange about it.

Without enemies, the life of a Great Sun Sword Cultivator would not be complete, would not have hope, the entire life would be in darkness, without a shred of light.

This is worse than death.

By treating others as oneself, the Great Sun Sword Master would never interfere with his subordinates’ battlefield, even if they all died in battle.

This is what the sages said, "that which you do not desire, do not impose on others."

"Pure Yang..."

"...Pure... Pure Yang... Sword Child?!"

The pupils of Black Death Heavenly Person from the Seven Kills Immortal Palace contracted violently.

An illusion?

Was what just happened an illusion?

An apparition silently floated by, passing through layer upon layer of great arrays, curses, and rules, straight into the Seven-Colored Realm Sea, familiar as if returning ho.

Was it hallucination?

Do even heavenly beings have hallucinations?

The Black Death Heavenly Person felt horrified yet doubtful, wavering.

If it was the Pure Yang Sword Child, why didn’t the Pure Yang Sword Child take the opportunity to attack him?

According to past information, the Pure Yang Sword Child always lurked gloomily and bloodthirsty, often lurking for thousands or tens of thousands of years just to assassinate a target.

The Tethering Silk Celestial was defeated just like this, in his weakness, in the Thunder Fla Domain, when assassinating many Refining Nothingness Cultivators.

This is a sword cultivator with a bloodthirsty and fanatical desire for the death of living beings.

How could this sword cultivator ignore him?

Therefore, this must be an illusion!

The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm Colorful Divine Light Great Array is close to collapse, creating such an illusion to confuse them, to instill apprehension, to continue to delay ti.

"Haha!"

"Your paltry skills are so laughable, hahaha..."

The Black Death Heavenly Person laughed mockingly.

He originally thought his laughter was scornful, his laughter was hearty and bold, that was his intention.

However, the mont the laughter escaped, even the Black Death Heavenly Person himself was startled.

The laughter that ca out was so hoarse, weak, powerless, even shaking uncontrollably, this terrifying instinct even forcibly bypassed his individual will.

"I..."

The Black Death Heavenly Person showed a bitter smile.

At this mont, his facial expression and inner emotions finally aligned, no longer at odds.

"Young Master!"

Gong Caiyu among the Tushan Maid group clasped her hands together.

With a whoosh, she flew towards the depths of the Seven-Colored Realm Sea, not caring about the battlefield, and left briskly and joyfully.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Hahahaha... hahaha..."

This land was left with only the wild laughter of the Yang Bone Heavenly Person echoing, so reckless, so bold, so joyful.

This dry and emaciated, skin-and-bone old man laughed crazily as if having convulsions, as if to laugh out his organs, eventually even bending over with laughter, tears streaming from his eyes.

This Pure Yang Lineage’s strongest heavenly man throughout the ages, with power far exceeding the Heavenly Human Peak by much, having a faint hope of advancing to Supre had seen much and understood what had happened.

The Pure Yang Lineage had already stepped onto the Supre Path!

The Supre Path!

"Haha!"

"Black Dog!"

"Today, I’m happy, I’m not going to ss with you anymore."

It took the Yang Bone Heavenly Person quite so ti to barely control his wild laughter and stood up straight, expressing discontent: "Why did that brat leave?"

"I must catch him."

"Even if tired from a long journey, one should first tidy up the ho before going to rest."

Swoosh!

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person, without caring for this battlefield, hurriedly flew towards the depths of the Seven-Colored Realm Sea, with Mingguang Zi and others quickly following behind, seemingly not at all afraid of being ambushed by Seven Kills Immortal Palace cultivators.

A group of Harmonization God Monarchs, extrely excited and incoherent, flew quickly towards the depths of the Seven-Colored Realm Sea.

The Seven-Colored Realm Sea is the core of the Colorful Radiance Domain, a place where the best eighth-rank spiritual veins and even quasi-ninth-rank spiritual veins converge.

Here, nature and resources are enriched, and talented individuals gather. It is where the Pure Yang Sword Child resides, with the Great Sun Heavenly Palace located here, where many Pure Yang Sword Cultivators, Tushan Maids, and Great Sun Sword Cultivators usually cultivate.

Except for the very central location.

The very center of the mirror sea is the center of the seven seas of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, shielded by layers of quasi-ninth rank formation thods, originally designed as the residence for the Pure Yang Sword Child, where no one had ever entered.

At this mont, many sword cultivators arrived here, and everyone, including the Heavenly Human Rank’s Mingguang Zi, looked towards the Yang Bone Heavenly Person.

The guardian and caretaker of the Pure Yang Sword Child.

This elderly senior of high rank had the authority here.

Of course, as long as the Pure Yang Sword Child did not oppose.

"Let’s go, let’s go!"

"Haha!"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person was happy today, laughing heartily, waving his large hand as he led everyone into the palace within the Seven-Colored Realm Sea.

Everyone saw that the palace here was built of seven-colored divine light, occasionally flickering with heavy runes, and terrifying seven-colored sword qi appeared from ti to ti, like a fantasy space.

Everyone followed the Yang Bone Heavenly Person step by step, passing through layers of palaces.

Finally, in the central great hall, they saw a green-clothed youth sitting cross-legged, with the Tushan Chief Maiden Gong Caiyu quietly and obediently standing behind him, as it was many years ago.

"Senior."

"It’s been a long ti since we last t, you still have the sa grace; it’s truly enviable."

The youth reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the Yang Bone Heavenly Person.

Only this senior, who had given him trendous help in his weaker years, could be so unrestrained; otherwise, no one would dare to intrude into his palace, disturbing his decisions.

"Haha!"

"You brat!"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person utterly ignored the youth’s reluctance, ca to stand in front of him, patted his shoulder, and laughed clamorously, "Tell ! Why didn’t you casually take care of that Black Death dog?"

"Even if you’re feeling sleepy, you can’t let it be like this!"

"Senior."

"Respecting the old and loving the young is a virtue I truly believe in,"

Jiang Ding considered for a mont and earnestly said, "If you can, on the battlefield, personally slay the Black Death Heavenly Person, your path might advance. It is a great dao opportunity, and missing it might not present another chance."

"Therefore, I dared not disturb."