Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2075: 2042: Plucking the Sun Immortal Fruit, Time Ri

Capítulo 2075: Chapter 2042: Plucking the Sun Immortal Fruit, Ti Rift Dissolves

The authority of the three ultimate rule branches!

These authorities form shadowy apparitions in this starry sky, emitting a suffocating aura.

This is a Heavenly Pride who independently pioneers a path!

Moreover, this independently pioneered path holds imnse transcendent potential, possessing the possibility of becoming immortal, otherwise one cannot attain the status of True Immortal.

Each of these paths could be called the founding master of a top force in the Endless Starry Sky!

No one doubts that if one were to leave this Ti Rift, True Immortal will encounter no difficulty in advancing to Heavenly Man, mastering the authority of the ultimate rule branch.

“Ten Thousand Laws…”

True Immortal Wanfa gazes at her Great Dao, at her ultimate rule branch.

This authority is now just a shadow, not yet in its final form.

It requires repeated adjustnts, adjusted to the limit of one’s capabilities, only then can one step into Heavenly Man, achieving the Dao without regret, the future Immortal Road will begin from this ultimate rule branch, with no chance of turning back.

True Phoenix is the sa.

She is entranced beneath the blazing Immortal Heavenly Fire Path, and then her figure gradually fades, slowly leaving this Ti Rift.

Here, there is nothing left to linger for.

The two True Immortals leave one after another.

“Swordsman,”

“I have so matters to attend to, so I bid farewell.”

Chong Limo sighs softly.

Without waiting for a response, he turns and leaves, heading in the direction of the Perishing Immortal Realm, his holand, where he was born and grew up, though now no one knows him there.

At this mont, as the Ti Rift is about to collapse, he wishes to greet the future on the Little Mountain called Duck Beak, where he was born in the Eastern Wilderness Mountains tens of thousands of years ago.

“Thank you, Swordsman,”

“For giving these close to one hundred thousand years of life…”

Li Mingyuan appears deeply despondent, forlorn.

He gradually fades away.

He wants to return to the Jade Belt River, to see how this world will change amidst the embrace of his clan.

After the Li Clan’s demise, he has reproduced a new Li Clan, sanctioned by the laws of Tushan Central Court, and now the old ancestor of the Li Clan will be together with all his kin.

“Swordsman, I have no regrets in stepping onto the Supre Great Sun Sword Dao…”

“Hahaha!”

“A farr by Big Stone Lake lived an extra seventy thousand years, how carefree!”

“Who said my Dao is that of a beggar from Taihua City? My Dao is recognized in the Endless Starry Sky as Chengguang Sword Son!”

“I have lived a life without regret on the Supre Great Sun Sword Dao…”

“The sky is vast, the wilderness boundless… hahaha… hahaha…”

Many Supre Great Sun Sword Cultivators either laughed, sighed, or sang aloud, flying toward the distance, using the teleportation Formation to fly to their holand or to places they miss and desire to go.

One after another, Supre Great Sun Sword Cultivators bid farewell to Sword Immortal, embarking on their own return journeys.

Many Supre Great Sun Sword Cultivators feel regret.

Why wouldn’t the Swordsman lead them to fight against True Immortal for ultimate glory, even if it ant death?

In such a glorious battle, surely there would be no weak thoughts or regrets?

Forget it.

Forget it, forget it.

Living like this isn’t so bad.

Go back to their holand, visit their mother’s grave, where they were born years ago next to their mother, seeing the human world for the first ti, today again dying beside their mother’s grave.

This, is indeed a fortunate event.

Many Supre Great Sun Sword Cultivators have left, dispersing one by one.

This Ten Thousand Laws Heavenly Battlefield, once gathered by countless Heavenly Pride, gradually becos desolate, leaving only Huang Huo Sword Son, Wuji Sword Son, Heaven Burial Sword Son, and current Swordsn, along with Joyous Union Holy Maiden and current Taoist disciples.

These Human Race elites sit upright, glancing at Supre Great Sun Sword Fairy, not leaving despite the Ti Rift beginning to disappear.

They await instructions.

“Depart.”

“Having not seen your holand for years, Fellow Daoists must surely miss it.”

Jiang Ding gazes at the distant backs of many Supre Great Sun Sword Cultivators, inexplicably lancholic, sighing.

“Yes,”

“Swordsman!”

Huang Huo Sword Son and others said solemnly, “If Swordsman calls in the present world, I will go through fire and water, without hesitation!”

“I will go through fire and water, without hesitation!”

All the Swordsn, all the Taoist disciples exclaid.

The loyalty within this Ti Rift will surely extend to the present world, certainly not fading due to the barrier of ti and space.

Witnessing this scene, many people’s hearts surged.

Taoist disciples, Swordsn, what kind of existence are they?

They are the strongest sovereigns of their respective Sect and Holy Land in the future!

Their sworn allegiance forms a power that can sweep across all directions, invincible, forming a mighty force in the future, spanning the Endless Starry Sky.

“I understand.”

Jiang Ding nodded slightly, seemingly indifferent.

This behavior, many swordsn and Taoist disciples did not consider rude; instead, they felt incredibly honored, bowed deeply once more, and then their figures slowly dissipated.

Everyone left.

All around, heaven and earth were collapsing, ti was blurring, at most only a year remained before this Ti Rift would completely vanish. Looking back over the past hundred thousand years, there was a sense of dreamy illusion.

The figure of the Supre Great Sun Sword Fairy flickered and disappeared.

…

Fusang Holy Land.

A green-clothed youth once again arrived here, step by step, walking among the branches and leaves of the Fusang Divine Tree, which were bathed in sunlight, while the Fusang Saintess followed beside him with a gentle smile.

Jiang Ding silently pondered many things.

At this mont, he viewed his own condition internally, a profound weariness and weakness swept over him, making him drowsy, instinctively wanting to enter slumber.

This instinct was so strong that he couldn’t help but yawn.

The aura of a True Immortal-level Sword Soul naturally spread, affecting the surrounding heaven and earth, causing many Fusang Divine Tree leaves along the way to dry and turn yellow, and the tree bark to lose moisture, as if the ti for winter dormancy had arrived.

“Your Majesty,”

“You are too tired.”

The Fusang Saintess lazily yawned.

“Mm,”

“My injuries are too severe, and the Sword Soul wants to synthesize Immortal-like Material to reshape my Law Body. This will probably take… two million three hundred and ninety thousand years, healing alongside gathering the True Immortal-level Law Body will require too much Immortal-like Material, unlike the conventional True Immortal slumber.”

Jiang Ding estimated slightly.

In the depths of the Sword Soul, through the cultivation thod and natural breathing, the Sword Soul was synthesizing a transcendent material, similar to Great Sun Immortal Spirit Gold but stronger.

This Immortal-like Material will grant him a lifespan and power far beyond ordinary Supres.

The two once again walked together to the center of the Fusang Divine Tree.

Here, the Fusang Divine Tree blossoms every thirty-six million years, fruits every thirty-six million years, matures every one hundred and twenty-two million nine hundred and seventy thousand years, gathering Sun Essence over long years, Sun Rule Dao Essence, plus the ferntation of Ti Rules, and through many coincidences and opportunities, forms the radiant Sun Immortal Fruit.

“Your Majesty,”

“Let’s pick the Sun Immortal Fruit!”

The eyes of the Fusang Saintess curved into crescents as she smiled joyfully.

“Mm.”

Jiang Ding stepped forward, gently touching the Sun Immortal Fruit, which resembled a sun in its early form.

Blazing, destructive.

This was the first impression.

It was as if an unhatched Golden Crow resided here; even a slight leak of power would destroy everything, like an even more destructive Forbidden Immortal Treasure than a Creation Fruit. A regular Eighth-step Daoist consuming this fruit would surely experience nine deaths and possibly no survival.

This was a creation opportunity, yet a massive risk.

Of course, this was for ordinary people.

For the top elites of the Endless Starry Sky, this was a chance; they have the ability to overco the side effects of the Fusang Sun Immortal Fruit and thereby advance to True Immortals.

For Jiang Ding, it was easy and effortless.

Taking the Sun Immortal Fruit at this ti allows for maximum absorption of the fruit’s opportunities and Immortal-like Material, establishing a solid foundation for the True Immortal in future cultivation, and the Immortal Road will be smoothly paved.

“Soft persimmon,”

“This sowhat resembles an unhatched Golden Crow, is that my illusion?”

Jiang Ding, carrying the Sun Immortal Fruit with the Destruction Dao, heavily sealed it, suppressing all destructive power, and then sealed it within the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul, to slowly digest and absorb later. He asked curiously.

“You’re correct, Your Majesty.”

“This is a state of the Golden Crow Egg, but it contains no Golden Crow Soul.”

The Fusang Saintess laughed, “This is the primary reason the Golden Crow Clan has never given up pursuing Fusang Holy Land. If they possessed the Fusang Divine Tree, their race would thrive better, and the probability of True Immortal-level Golden Crows appearing would be greater; it’s the foundation of the Golden Crow Clan.”

“However,”

“The Golden Crow Clan has no chance anymore!”

The Fusang Saintess confidently stated, “In the future, I will lead an army like our ancestors did in past generations, sweeping through the Golden Crow Clan, eliminating threats to the Fusang Holy Land for future generations.”

“…Very well.”

“Be safe then.”

Jiang Ding was a bit amused and exasperated.

Unknowingly, as the Sun Immortal Fruit was sealed within the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul, threads of the fruit’s power began to be absorbed, and the connection between the two beca more harmonious and deeply rooted.

Amid the broken ti, the two casually chatted, discussing the various situations across the Endless Universe Starry Sky.

In their exchanged words, ti gradually fractured, gradually faded, and their figures beca increasingly blurry, about to completely dissipate and leave this Ti Rift.

“Your Majesty,”

“I am confident that in the future you will truly see in the present world.”

The Fusang Saintess spoke with great confidence.

“Good.”

Jiang Ding nodded.

His figure dissipated.

In the next mont, the Ti Rift also began to collapse, everything within turning into illusions and dreams, completely vanishing into the Endless Universe Starry Sky.