Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2106 - 2073: Heavenly Human Tier · Supreme Great Sun

Ancient God World Cluster.

"Alert!"

"Alert! Alert!"

"Unauthorized teleportation, imdiate lockdown, imdiately activate self-destruct formation... Citizens, evacuate imdiately..."

Red lights flickered erratically, and the Central Array Spirit Computer blared out frantic alarms. Many citizens in the plane channel’s fleet showed expressions of terror, their minds blank for a mont.

They wanted to do sothing.

However, in the next mont, all the citizens and the fleet froze.

"Al...ert..."

"Al..."

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer was initially urgent, but gradually, it stuttered as if it had encountered so kind of virus invasion.

Soon, the alarm stopped completely.

The entire world, the entire starry sky, had solidified.

The cannon muzzles of the citizen fleet flickered; the Destruction Bomb was about to fire. Many citizens showed ferocious expressions, ready to fight for their lives, and the plane channel’s formation thod was self-destructing.

But in an instant, everything stopped.

Ti lost all significance.

Everything was because of the appearance at the plane channel.

This was a sinister, twisted head, with parts of the neck attached, the severed edges jagged as if ripped apart by so external force, deep red blood continuously dripping.

"True Immortal..."

"The holand of the True Immortal..."

The frenzied, ferocious expression on the face of the head gradually returned to calm indifference.

He looked around, seeing this domain filled with the faint scent of Elimination thod, imdiately understanding the extraordinariness of the world.

He extended his Divine Sense, easily reading the mory of the nearby Harmonization cultivators, encountering no obstruction, instantly comprehending the various aspects of this world.

"Infinite Spiritless Universe?"

"Not possible."

"It should be an enormous Destruction Secret Realm, perhaps even a Destruction Dao Secret Realm left by immortals. True Immortals are born with great fortune, as it has always been since ancient tis..."

The Seven Kills Sword Master spoke calmly.

Throughout history, all True Immortals have received great fortune, so naturally, others seized afterward, but all must have received it; ordinary beings cannot achieve True Immortal status.

"Only the head remains of my true self?"

"Misfortune relies on fortune, fortune hides in misfortune; this might not be a bad thing."

The Seven Kills Sword Master said indifferently: "If my complete true form entered here, the True Immortal would certainly flee into the Destruction Secret Realm, naturally attuned to the Destruction Dao; once hidden, who could find him?"

"But now,"

"A Sword Dao True Immortal will not refuse ."

The Seven Kills Sword Master slightly closed his eyes.

Buzz!

Buzz buzz!

The world shook violently!

The boundless Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, Cosmic Star Light, and Rule Power surged toward this head, like a flood. The spiritual energy of the entire Ancient God Middle Thousand World Cluster converged here, gathering under the supre head, weaving into veins, bones, muscles, forming skin.

All living things with spiritual essence were forcibly stripped, surging into this woven body.

Crack!

The hand generated by the spiritual energy and rules placed gently on the top of the skull, gently stroking, then a crisp sound erged as a piece of skull was forcibly removed, revealing the pulsating brain matter.

The Seven Kills Sword Master observed the piece of skull that had just been removed for a mont, nodding slightly.

He spat out a wisp of Seven Kills Soul-devouring True Fla, which fell into the piece of skull, burning it slowly, infusing branch inhibitions of the Seven Kills Rules into it, slowly transforming it into a bone sword with an initial form.

This bone sword was extrely crude, its edges jagged, the blade full of pits, as if crafted by a wild primitive man.

Yet this crude bone sword emitted an extrely fierce aura, the stench of corpses and seas of blood wafting forth, the heavy, terrifying power of the Seven Kills Rule’s branch authority fully concentrated in this Flying Sword.

Endless starlight, endless Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi gathered entirely upon this bone sword.

This place beca the Immortal Path center of the entire Middle Thousand World Cluster, the spiritual energy center. Through the rules of the Seven Kills Path between heaven and earth, all spiritual energy was forcibly devoured and seized.

The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi of the entire Middle Thousand World Cluster visibly declined at a rapid pace, many places instantly turning into spiritless land, Spiritual Plants withering in a mont.

This terrifying devouring continued for a long, long ti.

Gradually, the entire Ancient God Middle Thousand World dried up, spiritual veins severed; within this vast world, a First-Order Spiritual Vein beca a rare item.

Higher-grade spiritual veins entered dormancy, awaiting recovery.

This wasn’t because the Seven Kills Sword Master didn’t want to fish in the dried-up pool.

But because a letter from afar coincidentally arrived now, inviting him to the Nine Spirits Realm for a conversation.

"Forget it,"

"Such a Middle Thousand World, even if I fish in the dried-up pool, can’t squeeze much spiritual energy from it."

The Seven Kills Sword Master sighed softly, receiving the letter, holding the bone sword, and walked toward the Nine Spirits Realm.

Such respect towards the True Immortal is necessary.

The True Immortal holds absolute dominance, able to fight or flee as they wish; no one can stop him. To allow so much spiritual energy to be devoured for so long was already magnanimous.

The head of the Eight Tribulation Venerable traversed the Cosmic Starry Sky, with the branch authority of the Seven Kills Rule revealing itself in the heavens and earth, almost rging with the Tao Rules, flickering unsteadily, faster than even a Super Transmission Array, entirely beyond the observational limits of the Divine Sense of Heavenly n and even so Supres.

In rely so ti, the Seven Kills Sword Master arrived in the Nine Spirits Realm.

He gazed into the distance.

He saw, amidst a creation like the Sun Star, a green-clothed youth silently watching him, quietly waiting, having waited presumably for a long ti.

This green-clothed youth stood amidst the sun, amidst the Destruction Dao.

Infinite brilliance, infinite splendor.

"Greetings,"

"Supre Great Sun Sword Fairy!"

The Seven Kills Sword Master slightly bowed in respect.

He wielded the bone sword, with only his head and bone sword solid, while his remaining limbs and torso were epheral, faintly visible with flowing Mana and rules within tendons and flesh, complex like colored threads, the Seven Kills Path’s branches blooming in such flows.

"This junior greets,"

"Elder Seven Kills."

Jiang Ding slightly bowed in respect.

Towards the elders and high experts, Dari swordsn always showed respect.

Rumble!

At this mont, the Endless void shook, heavenly tribulation reflecting down.

The entire observable starry sky turned pitch black as ink, the Heavenly Dao of the Endless Starry Sky descending upon this mont, the power of the heavenly tribulation watching here.

This is, the True Immortal’s Harmonization ascension to Heavenly Human tier heavenly tribulation!

The Seven Kills Sword Master held his breath, dare not interfere under the terrifying heavenly tribulation, looking towards that side.

There, the Destruction Dao Rule’s branch authority around the green-clothed youth was originally ethereal, shifting between real and unreal, sotis solid, sotis dissipating.

But in an instant, when the heavenly tribulation ca, this Destruction Dao Rule’s branch authority instantaneously beca real!

In an instant, the Supre Great Sun Sword Fairy accomplished the breakthrough, advancing from Harmonization to Heavenly Human, two thousand years earlier than the anticipated ti, certainly affecting sowhat the True Immortal’s transformation process.

However, it was all worth it.

Because, an Eight Tribulation Venerable was willing to use his life as compensation, an imnsely profitable trade.