Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2036 - 2004: The Droplet in Two Hundred Thousand Yea

The Sun God Army fought desperately!

Burning themselves, like madn.

These Divines erged in the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Dynasty by overturning and breaking through the Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven with incredible perseverance. Even after tens of millions of years, they still retained the cunning and resilience brought from their harsh lands.

Faced with such reckless charge, how did the Human Race Sword Cultivator respond?

This Human Race Sword Cultivator nad Supre Great Sun Sword Son was watching them with appreciation, encouragent, and anticipation.

In an instant, all Divines knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Previously, they could scare away the Human Race’s army because the army was often composed of complex parts, without a unified command. But when facing a singular force, especially a lone Sword Cultivator, the strategy of instilling fear without fighting would beco ineffective.

Only by crushing the enemy with ironclad strength!

"Kill!"

Roared the Sun Divine Son.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of billions of Divines echoed, their voices ancient and primal, like war cries from eternity, traversing ti to reach the present.

Each Divine, even the weakest Hairy Spirits, reigning in their lands, enjoyed the incense fire of worship, they dictated all within the incense territory, sovereign over all. And they were all elites selected by the Divine Court, long having awakened to their purpose.

Boom!

In the high heavens, the Sun responded inexplicably to a call, a golden beam shot straight into the Ten Days Burning Heaven Array ford by billions of Divines, establishing a tangible connection with the immortal Sun high above.

In an instant, the aura of the entire Ten Days Burning Heaven Array surged.

Innurable Sun Rules Runes intertwined and entangled, mysterious and unknowable, crafting lines and beams, countless Sun Divine Gold quickly and orderly built, within re monts, a rustic and vast Sun Chariot appeared between heaven and earth.

This Sun Chariot, with three gilt wheels on each side, the axles twisted from solidified solar prominences, with sun wheels suspended in the gaps between spokes, rim embedded with three hundred sixty rhombus crystals, in fact, compressed fist-sized Sun’s origin rules. When rotating, it sprays Sun’s apocalypse divine light, eternally engraving "Sun True Scripture" text in the void.

In the high sky, ten Golden Crows swooped around, dragging countless sun rays descending, the light obscuring tens of thousands of kiloters of sky like an umbrella.

Around this ancient sun battlefield, tens of billions of various divine weapons floated and circled, its evil qi overflowing, through generations of Sun Supres’ legacy, surviving countless blood battles, now conjured forth as specters.

The dreadful aura of armant shot skyward, straight to the nine heavens.

In the lineage of the Sun God Lord, the desperate legacy, Yang Fla Soldier Immortal Tribulation Map!

"Kill!"

Within this terrifying armant array diagram, the Sun Divine Son rides the chariot, leading the billions divine army, piercing forth with a spear from beyond the heavens, a single destructive stream of light aiming to pierce the green-clothed youth in the sky.

At this mont, the force of the ancient Sun Chariot, the Yang Fla Soldier Immortal Tribulation Array, the Ten Days Burning Heaven Array, the immortal Sun’s strength from above the nine heavens all converged upon him, concentrated in this spear, as though the ancient Sun True God had awakened, displaying a will of destruction to annihilate the world of living beings.

"You,"

"are interesting."

Jiang Ding showed a faint smile.

Among these Divines, he noticed that the endless starry sky would not lack opponents in the future, each Divine, each mber of the Demon Race, with such outstanding talents and fighting spirit, prompting endless admiration and anticipation.

Clang!

A sound of a resounding sword ca from the sky.

Dari Swordsman’s form beca hazy, the human shape gradually faded, revealing the gaze of an Eight-leaf Sword Grass, this grass rooted within the void, absorbing the chaos of heaven and earth, generating infinite sharp and terrifying Sword Qi around this weed, naturally penetrating the sun’s rays obscuring the sky and earth.

"The Nine-leaf Sword Grass tribe!"

The Sun Divine Son was shocked.

This tribe, not part of the Demon Race, why does it appear on a Human Race being?

He harbored many distracting thoughts, but at this mont, there was no notion of holding back, instead erupting all power again, his entire being and chariot transford into a stream of destructive light towards that weed, determined, every creature barring the way must die.

Clang!

Another sound of sword resounded.

Within the paradoxical flow of ti, where seemingly slow yet swift monts occur, the figure of a green-clothed youth appeared among the Eight-leaf Sword Grass, casually picked a grass leaf, examining it closely before him.

Boom!

At that mont in the sky, dark clouds gathered, strong winds rose, even amidst all-consuming sun rays, the clouds could normally appear uninfluenced, forcefully transforming omnipresent sun rays into clouds and raindrops.

Ancient Human Race Immortal Technique, Rain Summoning!

At this ti, torrential downpour didn’t blanket the sky, rather, boundless Destruction Law power gathered at a point, compressed again and again, condensed over and over.

Finally, what appeared in the green-clothed youth’s hand was rely a dark droplet.

A droplet similar to Destruction mbrane!

This droplet condensed by the Immortal Technique Rain Summoning landed on the grass leaf in the green-clothed youth’s hand.

Suddenly, for an instant, heaven and earth beca silent.

Was this ti frozen?

Or had soone exceeded the limits of speed in the Human World?

Even in the Divine Sense of the Eight-step Divine Son, ti seed slow, everything moved like a snail, even the Sun God Spear ford by the concentrated might of the Sun Chariot was likewise.

"No..."

The Sun Divine Son felt inexplicable panic.

He discovered that in this slowed ti, frequent ons of danger arose within his heart, wanting to break free with all his might, yet unable to escape no matter what.

This ti remained slow.

The source of this slow ti lay within the now fully fused dark droplet with the grass leaf!

This sword-like grass leaf-shaped dark droplet shot towards the Sun Divine Son, not fast, rely at a speed of a mortal drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, so even a Qi Practitioner could easily evade, difficultly posing any threat, insignificant like dust.

Yet!

Yet!

In the endless universe starry sky, speed is relative!

What was the Sun Divine Son’s speed at this mont?

As slow as a snail!

Thus, the source of ultimate fear for the Sun Divine Son lay within this realization.

He knew this wasn’t his speed slowing down, rather that the sword-like grass leaf-shaped dark droplet’s speed reached an extrely frightening level, surpassing the terrifying speed locked by the Divine Sense of the Eight-step Daoist, flying towards his brow, annihilating all things.

"No!"

"I am also an Eight-step Divine Son..."

The Sun Divine Son felt extre fear, yet could not escape no matter what, fragile like a mortal.

Ti, so slow.

And yet so swift, within the inevitable heavenly speed, the dark droplet appeared bit by bit, bit by bit entering the roaring charging Sun Divine Son’s pupils.