Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 892 - 892 860 Heavenly Monarch of the Great Sun Swor

892: Chapter 860 Heavenly Monarch of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion 892: Chapter 860 Heavenly Monarch of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion The space of the teleportation flickered incessantly with white light.

Jiang Ding constantly shuttled through distantly arranged teleportation formations, quickly moving away from the Great Sun Sword Sect.

He had only managed to clear ninety percent of the mana and Divine Sense remnants from the Sect before he decided to stop and ignore the rest.

This was not his usual practice.

With a stern face, Jiang Ding entered the third and fourth teleportation formations, already tens of thousands of kiloters away from the Great Sun Sword Sect, but the sense of urgency in his heart not only didn’t decrease but gradually intensified.

He glanced at the Jade Slip of the Black Jade Coffin, snorted coldly, and stepped into the fifth teleportation formation.

Following that, ca the seventh and eighth teleportation formations!

The urgency in his heart continued to rise, about to break through the critical point!

“A tracking magic…”

Jiang Ding’s face was icy cold.

His Divine Sense and Sword Intent delved deep into the inheritance of the Black Jade Coffin, connecting with the Taiqing Flying Sword, as the Sword-light of the Great Sun Swordsman scanned inside it repeatedly.

Finally, in a subtle spot, he discovered a faint sword-shaped mark.

This mark was filled with the aura of slaughter and destruction, left behind by Mingguang Zi a thousand years ago.

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense and Sword Intent surged into it, rapidly eroding its power.

Mingguang Zi was indeed at the Nascent Soul Stage, a full realm higher than him, but that didn’t an he was helpless against a Divine Sense Brand; it just required so ti.

The Sword Intent of Destruction emitted auras of Elimination thod, Forbidden Law, destruction, and high temperature, clashing violently with the Great Sun mark, scouring it.

Jiang Ding stepped into another teleportation formation once again.

When he reappeared, his gaze turned towards the distance.

His Divine Soul faintly sensed the presences of Incense Fire and Sword Intent, the two combining together to form a sharp and majestic will, extrely unique.

“The Divinity Transformation of the Great Sun Sword Sect…”

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

Indeed, after slaying Immortal Jianyang, he finally obtained all the secrets, all the hidden truths, and the entire history of the Great Sun Sword Sect was laid bare before him.

Three thousand years ago,

another person ca to this world with Mingguang Zi!

This person did not disappear with Mingguang Zi and has ascended to the God-Transformation Phase today, three thousand years later.

For so unknown reason, he did not beco the Great Ancestor of the Great Sun Sword Sect but went to the East Sea, embarking on a path that combined Incense Power and Sword Intent.

His role was rely to ensure that the Great Sun Sword Sect wouldn’t be annihilated by beings at the God-Transformation Phase.

Beyond that, he had no other responsibilities.

Even if soone below Divinity Transformation were to annihilate the Great Sun Sword Sect, he would not intervene.

Immortal Jianyang spent his entire Cultivation Practice without the qualifications to et this person, only learning of his existence through the heritage handed down in the Sect.

His na, was Xi Ping’an.

Jiang Ding erged from the eighth distant teleportation formation and stepped onto the ninth, as the teleportation’s space light twinkled, activating.

Boom!

Jiang Ding looked towards the distance.

In the sky, accompanied by radiant sacred light tearing through, the entire sky was stained by the golden Sword Qi, sacred, noble, supre, and grand.

Indistinctly visible were billions of beings worshipping, where Incense Power and Sword Dao achieved a seamless integration at this mont.

Jade Pure Dust Supre Sword Lord!

Billions of beings chanted such a na, offering all their piety.

Supre and grand, most divine and sacred.

“Swordsman,”

“I implore you to halt!”

In the splendid and dazzling Sword-light, a figure enveloped by Incense Power and Sword Intent spoke sharply.

“This person is…”

Jiang Ding wore a serious expression.

Mid-stage of Spirit Transformation!

He didn’t know how the strength division of the Incense Power deities worked, only gauging that this person’s aura was similar to that of a Mid Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

This person was stronger than Mingguang Zi who had just advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage!

Jiang Ding’s mana surged crazily into the teleportation formation, accelerating the operation of the teleportation formation to its maximum, without answering.

“Swordsman, why must you be so unapproachable?”

“The Heavenly Monarch of the Sect has graced us with his presence, why do you ignore him?

Who taught you such manners?”

The figure amidst the brilliant Incense Fire and Sword Intent suddenly erupted in rage.

With both hands hoisting, a massive gold-light sword soared into the air, instantly growing as large as a mountain.

It connected the grand forces of heaven and earth and pressed down towards the ground!

“If you lack manners, then die!”

The gold-light figure stated coldly.

This sword was purely heavy!

There were no Sword-light Diversifications, no Sword Qi Thunder Sound, no Refining Sword into Silk; the Divine Soul and mana mixed with the power of the Incense Fire had lost their purity, no longer possessing these features.

It was solely heavy, bearing an imnse Majesty and a sacred Sword Intent, like a realm of Sword Dao suddenly collapsing, falling upon this place.

If it truly struck, not to ntion a teleportation Formation, even an entire city would be reduced to dust and sunk into an abyss with no visible bottom.

“I…

am no match.”

Jiang Ding instantly assessed the situation.

He silently watched the sacred golden figure.

Then, he burned his Essence Blood.

Hum!

The Super Warship Great Sun erged amid the clouds.

A formation of one thousand and twenty-four Dyson Mirror Drones deployed, operating at extre capacity.

Driven by the imnse mana and Divine Sense ford from burning Essence Blood, it instantly broke through the limits, ramping up the pressure trendously!

The heavens and earth suddenly dimd, devoid of light.

It even stripped away the brilliant sacred light of the Sword Divine.

Boom!

The Super Warship Great Sun’s cannons thundered!

The Taiqing Flying Sword passed through eighteen Heavenly Gang Electromagnetic Restrictions.

After accelerating through one thousand two hundred ninety-six Electromagnetic Accelerators, it reached the ultimate speed, transforming into light, becoming like silk-wisp twisted Sword-light, blasting toward the Golden Sword Divine Peak in the sky.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

At the sa ti, within the darkest heavens and earth, one thousand and twenty-four beams of Dyson Sunlight descended.

They even showed slight distortions.

Just like the particle-wave duality of light, on a higher and more microscopic level, light is not a straight line but exhibits both wave and particle characteristics simultaneously.

At this mont, under the effect of burning Essence Blood, the Dyson Sunlight beams took on this state!

One thousand and twenty-four Dyson Sunlight beams twisted, revolving around the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Looked at from a distance, it appeared as if the Great Sun and a host of stars were descending to the mortal realm together, purging everything, turning it into chaos, ready to recreate the universe.

They all charged together toward the Golden Sword Divine Peak, unstoppable, together advancing for the kill!

Boom!

An earth-shattering explosion occurred between heaven and earth.

The space shattered broadly, turning the world into nothingness.

The sacred, brilliant Incense Fire Divine Sword was forcefully intercepted, a huge gap appearing on the blade.

Ding!

Under the impact, the Taiqing Flying Sword let out a mournful sound, its Spiritual Light greatly dimd, and flew back at a much faster speed than it had arrived, falling into the hands of a young man in green robes.

The Incense Fire Sacred Sword of Jade Pure Dust Supre Sword Lord halted for an imperceptible mont.

It continued to thunder down oppressively.

However, a mont was enough.

“Fellow Daoist, we shall et again.”

Jiang Ding, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his Life Flying Sword damaged and himself severely wounded, said with a kind smile.

His figure vanished into the teleportation Formation.

Boom!

The mountain-sized Incense Fire Sacred Sword crashed down, smashing the teleportation Formation and the surrounding area for tens of miles into dust.

The golden blade sunk deeply into it.

“Damn it!”

The figure in the sacred golden light raged, his Divine Sense ceaselessly searching the surrounding space, only to find that traces of space had been erased, obscured.

This was not rely a Nascent Soul level spatial teleportation; it involved profound spatial techniques that were hidden within, making it impossible for even soone in the God-Transformation Phase to instantly find.