Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2058: 2026: Let Me See Your Little Tricks, Fellow Da

Capítulo 2058: Chapter 2026: Let See Your Little Tricks, Fellow Daoist

Boom!

Nine Golden Crows shattered layer upon layer of the Seven Emotions Sword Domain, breaking through all obstacles. Neither space nor cause and effect could impede the bombardnt of the Golden Crow Sun from the Dharma-Ending Age.

The intent of destruction filled Wei Zicheng’s heart, making him colder, watching ahead indifferently.

All mana and Divine Sense surged into the Seven Emotions Sword Domain, leaving no room for other thoughts.

Quick!

The Dara Swordsman’s blade was too fast!

A slight flaw appeared and was swiftly seized upon, followed by a fierce breakthrough, tearing through layers. He barely had the ti to burn himself!

If this sword couldn’t be blocked, he would perish instantly!

No matter how powerful the hidden card was, it was useless; rely a mont’s delay ant death without burial.

This Dara Swordsman respected him too much!

Golden Crows descended in destruction, exploding violently, blotting out everything repeatedly as death’s on surged like a tide, endlessly stretching into eternity.

Finally,

A mont occurred where an extrely tiny gap appeared.

In the dark void, a faint sigh echoed.

“Good!”

“Blocked it!”

Wei Zicheng exclaid joyfully.

In this lightning assault, he ultimately blocked it!

He managed to earn a montary respite, avoiding a suffocating and shaful death before unleashing his full power.

How precious is this montary respite?

It is a rare chance of survival, missing it would an inevitable death!

“Co!”

“Fellow Daoist! Prepare to die!”

Wei Zicheng shouted maniacally, as waves of Seven Emotions sound waves spread, annihilating patches of starry skies.

This is the first ti!

For the first ti, he used his full strength freely, unrestrained, with life and death hanging in the balance.

“Three Calamities Emotion Destruction Tribulation!”

“Kill!”

Boom!

In the heavens, dark clouds rolled in, the winds roared fiercely, the world quaked loudly. The entire starry sky plunged into chaos as the Heart Demon Tribulation was triggered by life, transforming into endless thunder, striking at the Dara Swordsman, perating into the Dara Swordsman’s heart uncontrollably.

Jiang Ding looked up.

In an instant, only a mont, the world around him completely changed.

Here was a starry sky surrounded by countless stars.

Those aren’t stars, they’re stellar bodies. Beneath his feet was a beautiful blue planet where countless citizens cultivated, worked, researched in perfect order while he was a recently graduated high school youth dreaming of a beautiful university life.

This is the Mother Star, this is ho!

“Heart Demon Sword Dao?”

Jiang Ding spoke icily.

As his voice echoed, the beautiful blue planet stilled.

Countless citizens froze, their heads slowly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, all gazing at him eerily, causing chills and unrest within him.

“Kill…”

A crowd roared, rising stiffly and airborne towards the green-clothed youth.

Who are these people?

Familiar faces all.

Dinghai Divine Monarch, Sun Destruction God Monarch, Bone Forest Divine Monarch, along with Li Junhao, Hua Bing, Zhang Dingjun and other nas blurred by ti, long gone.

What did these people share in common?

They were friends!

They ford a formation to attack the green-clothed youth, exuding a chilling aura from their weapons, terrifying even for the Eight-step Daoists, who dare not touch these unknown forces.

“Just so illusions…”

Jiang Ding sneered coldly, drawing his sword to strike.

He could shatter the Taishang Sword Son’s blade head-on; do these re illusions stand a chance?

The sword was about to strike but halted.

The Dara Swordsman fell into imdiate silence.

He retreated instantly, avoiding friends’ attacks, offering no resistance, even though the friends’ sword moves weren’t strong nor precisely coordinated.

Why?

The mont the sword swung down, Jiang Ding suddenly sensed an extrely dangerous aura!

As if the instant the sword fell, sothing would leave him, even now as he approached True Immortal status, unable to prevent but destined to lose.

“Seven Emotions!”

“Tribulation!…”

Jiang Ding dodged friends’ attacks while speaking icily.

The Taishang Sword Son Wei Zicheng was unworthy of letting him forget his circumstance, his Sword Soul scanned the area, instantly grasping the current scenario.

This was the friendship tribulation of the Three Calamities Emotion Destruction Tribulation!

These weak illusions of friends, once personally destroyed, ant actively cutting off the friendship within his heart, severing a part of his cause and effect.

Indeed, this was part of Supre Forgetting Emotions Sword Dao cultivation, a Supre Forgetting Emotions Sword Dao opportunity.

But!

The Dara Swordsman did not walk the path of Supre Forgetting Emotions Sword Dao!

Actively cutting off these emotions ant actively severing friendship mories, destroying part of the Divine Soul, henceforth leaving the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul incomplete!

And what is the Sword Soul?

It is the sublimation of a Sword Cultivator’s life’s experiences, past, life, joys and sorrows, glory and sha.

Now, missing the friendship aspect, how could the Sword Soul be complete?

He’d be instantly severely injured, vulnerable!

“Good!”

“Good good good!”

“Supre Forgetfulness Great Sun Sword Dao… Fellow Daoist has found a new path!”

Jiang Ding couldn’t help but praise the perilous stroke.

It was indeed a masterpiece of Sword Dao, cunningly conceived, making it seem as if an Immortal imparted the technique, beyond a mortal’s creativity.

In the surrounding world, friends erged, so acquaintances, so years-old classmates, so from the Perishing Immortal Realm, all appearing, expressionless, approaching from all directions, surrounding the green-clothed youth, attacking with their blades.

Person after person, enclosing this place tightly.

The Dara Swordsman maneuvered frantically within the friends’ Sword Formation, avoiding attacks, the space to escape dwindling, often reduced to a gap as narrow as a finger!

From outside, it resembled a living sphere of countless beings, compressing and squeezing continuously.

“Fellow Daoist,”

“If you truly admire this,”

“Let your life na this now naless sword, if you perish here, the sword shall be nad as the Sun Destroying Sword.”

“I shall forever rember this sword.”

The ethereal voice echoed in this Xiann world, reverberating in layers, like millions roaring, forming countless Sword Souls attacking, worsening his dire situation.

“Hahaha!”

“Hahahahahaha…”

“What a Sun Destroying Sword!”

The Dara Swordsman laughed wildly: “Fellow Daoist’s courage, this Monarch acknowledges!”

“Now, let Fellow Daoist witness how this Monarch rose from obscurity, to now stand here, witnessing Fellow Daoist, this Heavenly Pride!”

Boom!

Behind the Dara Swordsman, a terrifying Sword Soul slowly erged.

This mont it possessed a hazy form, countless zeros and ones flowed within, eternally shifting, continually calculating, carrying a suffocating aura.

The most instinctively fearso aspect was the Sword Soul’s pair of pupils!

Black and white pupils, as if birthed from the Dharma-Ending Age, reflecting a universe’s birth and destruction, crafting miracles for a grand Soulless Universe.

This Eight-step Extre Sword Soul, first appeared in the world!

Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul!

In that brief mont the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul appeared, the surrounding world froze, blurred, as if shifting from reality back into illusion.

This was simply the aura emitted by this Sword Soul.

“Forever rember—”

The voice paused.

“Look,”

“Let this Monarch observe,”

“Fellow Daoist’s little tricks…”

The Dara Swordsman coldly smirked.

The Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul’s black and white pupils slowly opened at his words, shining extrely terrifying black and white profound light, scanning the surrounding world and then slowly closed.

In the next mont, a distinct black and white point erged among the crowd of friends, so clear.