Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1976 - 1944: The Pact Between Sovereign and Subjects

On the earth, a towering mountain spire made entirely of obsidian stood upright, glimring under the sunlight.

This was the remains of the Nine Divine Sons, the last trace that existed in the world.

On this Obsidian God Mountain, a green-clothed youth gazed at the nine-colored flying sword in his hand, lost in thought.

’Taiqing Flying Sword, the fourth recasting cycle is complete.’

’It is expected that by the ninth recasting cycle, it will reach the level of an eighth step Harmonization Nirvana extre flying sword after slaying eighty-one conventional Taoist disciples, or fewer seventh or eighth step Harmonization extre Nirvana Daoists, and the Law Body will also follow suit.’

Jiang Ding mused to himself.

The "Nine Heavens Ascension Sword Crafting Skills" had almost reached the limit envisioned by successive Great Sun Sword Masters, paving the way to the Eight Tribulations Venerable.

Yet, can it provide assistance on the path to becoming a True Immortal?

At this mont,

all nine Divine Sons perished!

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden, Huang Huo Sword Son, and other Taoist disciples shuddered at this scene, slightly lowering their heads, always on guard, having an inexplicable premonition of danger, even their Divine Souls trembled instinctively.

This swordsman of the Human Race did not seem like a righteous cultivator...

So ti passed.

Jiang Ding returned from his thoughts, ignoring the obsidian statues on the ground, and flew in the direction of the Anyun Protectorate.

Nurous teleportation Formations on the ground opened for him, regardless of which Divine Son or disciple they originally belonged to, it made no difference at this mont.

Huang Huo Sword Son, Joyous Union Holy Maiden, and other disciples exchanged glances, seeing the hesitation in each other’s eyes.

Unquestionably, this hesitation was the desire to flee; no one wanted to stay with this dangerous sword cultivator.

However, in the end, they followed the green-clothed youth obediently through one teleportation array after another, finally arriving at the Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain Array in front of the Anyun Protectorate.

The Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain Array unfolded in sequence, and the green-clothed youth walked into it.

"This..."

The pupils of many disciples contracted.

Why had this core territory of the Perishing Immortal Realm, the partial projection of the Ten Thousand Laws Original Dao Talisman, a gathering place for many historical disciples, beco like his own ho?

’When?’

’When did this place get conquered?’

’Then what was the purpose of all our fighting and dying for?’

Joyous Union Holy Maiden was shocked: ’This guy, so cunning, so shaless, how many years has he been lying low?’

Upon entering the depths of the Ten Thousand Immortal Mountain Array, upon seeing the sixteen puppet-like disciples, especially the likes of Congfa Daoist and others, all the current disciples felt a deep chill rising from their tailbones, spreading throughout their bodies, chilling them to the bone.

Fully confird.

No more doubts.

This was truly a diabolical swordsman!

Many current disciples trembled sowhat, as if walking into a Demon God’s demon cave.

Jiang Ding ignored the chaotic thoughts in the hearts of many disciples, sat on the throne, pressed his hand on the sword hilt, and with a thought, several ditation mats flew out, landing in the hall.

"Sit."

He said blandly.

"Yes, Swordsman."

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden, Huang Huo Sword Son, and other disciples dared not refuse, sitting down in two rows on the mats.

Their seating was quite intriguing.

All the disciples sat close to Huang Huo Sword Son, like sticky candy, even though Huang Huo Sword Son looked at these Magic Cultivators with disdainful and disgusted eyes.

Conversely, none of the disciples sat on the side of the Joyous Union Holy Maiden, another seventh step Harmonization Nirvana Daoist.

"Hmph!"

Joyous Union Holy Maiden felt sowhat ashad and annoyed.

Obviously, she had already lost all popularity, destined at the mont of retreat, and a slight sense of regret was born in her heart... though only a tiny bit.

All these contradictions, undercurrents surged, yet they also remained just undercurrents, not manifesting any substantive actions.

The hall was serene.

"Ladies and gentlen,"

"I seed to have just saved your lives, is this my illusion?"

Jiang Ding asked softly.

"Not an illusion!"

"Swordsman,"

Huang Huo Sword Son and others respectfully said: "We are deeply grateful, never daring to forget, and will surely repay you generously in the future."

"Good."

"It seems you are all people who know how to be thankful and repay kindness, which puts my mind at ease."

Jiang Ding slightly released the sword hilt and smiled.

"Not at all, not at all..."

Huang Huo Sword Son and others smiled awkwardly, breathing a sigh of relief.

"However,"

"Generous repaynt in the future is unnecessary, I happen to need you to assist with sothing right now."

Jiang Ding casually said: "In this Ti Rift, I need so manpower to handle certain matters. Since your lives now belong to , before you redeem your lives, you shall work for as paynt."

"If soone is unwilling to repay..."

"Oh, is there truly anyone unwilling to repay my life-saving grace?"

"Are there truly such ungrateful individuals?"

Jiang Ding paused, curiously asked.

"No!"

"Absolutely not!"

Huang Huo Sword Son and others swore.

"That’s good."

"Gratitude and reciprocity is an inherent virtue of the Human Race, even if such basic morality is lacking, even if killed, a True Immortal would do nothing."

Jiang Ding nodded, reassured, threw out a jade slip: "This is the military law you need to adhere to before repaying my life-saving grace."

"You need to rember one thing, I am fond of the law."

"Once there is a clear law, it must be followed, otherwise, the consequences are as the law states."

A jade slip flew out, hovering in front of the seven Taoist disciples.

Law?

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden, Huang Huo Sword Son, and other disciples held their breath, extending their Divine Sense into it.

"Tushan Law"!

This was the na of the law, very straightforward.

This law was extrely detailed, encompassing culture, politics, military, cultivation, etc., leaving no stone unturned, ticulously comprehensive, evidently not created on the spur of the mont but rather the code of conduct under this swordsman’s rule.

Huang Huo Sword Son and others read it over generally, feeling slightly relieved.

Although this law was exceedingly stringent with many strange and incomprehensible aspects, such as the rigorous and ticulous attention to ordinary people lacking the carefree nature of the Immortal Path, it generally adhered to the principle of equivalent exchange, without overly heavy exploitation, having no harsh Spirit Soul Restrictions, far from being oppressive or exploitative, and still showing these Taoist disciples due respect.

"Swordsman,"

"How dare we disobey?"

Huang Huo Sword Son and others bowed once more.

This obeisance established the distinction between superior and subordinate, temporarily delineating the roles of ruler and subject.

In fact, this outco was equally anticipated by many of the disciples.

Cohesion, attachnt, and submission to the strong is a natural human instinct, as long as there is a clear order rather than arbitrarily killing subordinates, treating them as servants.

In a high-efficiency, orderly group, most beings of the Human Race can obtain more benefits.