Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 964 - 964 935 Slaying Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu

964: Chapter 935: Slaying Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu 964: Chapter 935: Slaying Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu Boom!

Boom, boom!

Sword-light, trailing splendid Sun Gauze, fell again and again, striking down the half-man, half-spider youth.

At first, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu resisted, unwilling to concede, t the battle head-on, neither retreating nor shying away, but after several exchanges, he regretted it, spitting blood and beating a hasty retreat.

Now he had lost all will to fight, his eight Demonic Spider Legs breaking through the void in a frenzy, desperately trying to escape.

But, it was to no avail.

One after another, sword-lights closely followed, bombing him relentlessly.

No matter what direction he fled to, he was forcefully pushed back, trapped within the battle domain, unable to leave.

“Let go!”

“Otherwise, I’ll break the seal, and we’ll both perish!

You won’t get off easy!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu yelled ferociously, and indeed, there was an extrely dangerous aura about him, a seal concealing a late-stage Divinity Transformation realm, which was no empty threat.

Boom!

The sword-light still fell, strike after strike lethal, paying no heed, as if it had not heard any threats.

“Damn it!”

“You really should die, you’re seeking death!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s eyes were bloodshot, nearing insanity, his consciousness unclear: “If you’re seeking death, then I’ll oblige you.”

“Seal, break!”

He ford a mana technique with his hands and suddenly struck his chest.

Crack!

A breaking sound was heard, and in the murky space, layers of space shattered, revealing a seal full of cracks that erupted violently, sending shards flying.

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s aura surged violently, climbing continuously, instantly breaking through the mid-stage of Spirit Transformation, reaching the late-stage!

In contrast, the life energy on his body noticeably drained abnormally quickly, much faster than a normal person’s, with each fleeting mont equating to several days of life vainly wasted away.

“Haha!”

“This is sowhat interesting.”

Jiang Ding saw sothing amusing, chuckled, and said, “The life energy you consud from your descendants seems very fragile.

A slight disturbance and it pours out like flowing water, never able to recover.”

“Indeed, the thods of Diabolism always co with nurous future problems.”

“After this ordeal, you might have had over a thousand years of life energy, now how long can you live?”

“A hundred years?

Two hundred years?”

Jiang Ding said leisurely.

This amount of ti was practically the end of life for a Nascent Soul Cultivator, at the mont the seal was broken.

“You should die!”

“You damn brat!”

The rancor in Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s eyes was chilling, seemingly enough to curse through the waters of the five lakes and four seas, and not even eons could wash it away.

A single glance could curse to death an Immortal of Nascent Soul without needing any spell, more terrifying than any curse from a millennia old specter.

A thousand years of life energy!

This was a thousand years of life energy!

And just like that, it was mostly hacked away by the enemy.

At this mont, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s hatred for the young man in green before him surpassed even that for Mingguang Zi, who had caused the disappearance of his father, Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch.

He wished to devour his flesh, sleep on his skin, die with him, and fall into the eighteen layers of hell.

“Kill!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu roared furiously, his voice shaking all around.

Centered on him, the thousand-mile Wan Zhu Sword Domain had been continually retreating and was being destroyed by the onslaught of the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Domain, about to completely lose control over the surrounding Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and beco a bird trapped in a cage.

At this instant, a sudden change occurred.

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh!

In the Sword Domain, countless twisted and unending fine gold threads appeared out of nowhere, these minute gold threads carried an unfathomable aura, seeming to naturally dominate the Five Elents Gold, followed by the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi for tens of thousands of miles, obeying their command.

The height of this dominance and command imdiately allowed the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi to break free from the constraints of the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Domain, and its considerable advantage vanished in an instant.

Thread after thread of fine gold threads swept all around!

They bulldozed their way through, and the Great Sun Annihilation Sword Qi was outmatched, constantly retreating and being severed, holding on through an undying will.

“Golden Causality…”

Jiang Ding said with a solemn expression.

With the strength of the late-stage of Spirit Transformation and the Technique of Gold bestowed by Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s power increased by folds, completely unreasonable.

“Brat, die!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu raged uncontrollably, howling maniacally.

Crack!

His eight Demonic Spider Legs fractured, transforming into eight separate Spears of Heavenly Wrath, surrounded by the billions of fine gold threads and aid at the Flying Sword in the sky that constantly threatened his life.

The gold lightning-like speed was instantaneous.

“Go!”

Jiang Ding pointed with his finger.

The Taiqing Flying Sword showed no signs of dodging, dragging along twelve hundred strands of Sun Gauze, and t the attack head-on.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion occurred where the two treasures collided, and the destructive ripples of space spread tens of thousands of miles, with all living beings within the range feeling terror-stricken, their divine souls stiffened, unable to move even a bit.

Ding!

This ti, the Taiqing Flying Sword held on for a mont before quickly retreating, its spiritual light slightly dimd as it crashed backward.

“Die!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu, with millennia of experience and astute combat skills, almost at the exact mont the Taiqing Flying Sword began to crash, ford a technique with his hand and pointed towards the young man in green far away.

A fine thread of gold light vanished in a flash.

“Hmm?”

Jiang Dingxin’s heart tightened.

In that mont, he suddenly discovered that the void around him solidified, and thousands of sharp gold threads suddenly erged, enveloping him.

Even more terrifying was that inside his body, the tallic elents in his bones, flesh, and blood were chaotically stirring as if they had their own will, longing to leave the body and return to their true master’s embrace, obeying his command.

Clang!

Almost simultaneously with the inner turmoil, the Taiqing Flying Sword emitted a light hum.

A will mixed with law-breaking, prohibition, destruction, immortality, and anomaly swept through his body, clearing all external influences, and his body regained full control.

Whoosh!

However, the thousands of gold threads around him were unaffected.

Like countless blades slicing through space, they enveloped the young man in green, instantly cutting through him, and countless pieces of blood and flesh scattered alongside the green clothing, raining blood.

“Dead?”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu rejoiced.

As everyone knows, compared to their formidable attacks, the defenses of Sword Cultivators are extrely fragile.

As long as the attack reaches their Law Body, it can shatter it—there are no exceptions.

Clang!

The dazzling light illuminated ten thousand li, omnipresent and all-encompassing.

The Escape Technique, Ten Thousand Li Radiant Sword!

“Wan Zhu!”

Amidst the thunderous roar, billions of electromagnetic faux lines appeared between heaven and earth, entwining to form negative and positive magnetic field coil lines as vast as mountains and rivers, spreading outward, instantaneously covering thousands of miles.

Countless runes, similar to those of the Heavenly Gang Electromagnetic Prohibition, surfaced within the coils, constructing nurous Immortal Path Electromagnetic Accelerators.

Within the billions of electromagnetic faux lines and Heavenly Gang electromagnetic runes, a sword-half energy, half physical entity, trailing one thousand two hundred splendid Sun Gauze Clothing Flying Swords erged, its aura pervading the heavens and the earth, firmly locking onto every Divinity Transformation level creature.

Sword Technique: Heavenly Gang Electromagnetic Cannon!

This was the Electromagnetic Sword Technique recently developed by Jiang Ding.

After ascending to the Nascent Soul Stage, it underwent an upgrade—considered a work that revealed the cumulative essence of past sword techniques.

“Wan Zhu, you stupid old thing!”

Jiang Ding had used the Ten Thousand Li Radiant Sword to escape from the killing move deliberately concocted by Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu and spoke solemnly, “Just a Golden Causality Technique imbued by Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, and you think you can hinder ?”

“Not to ntion you, even if the Mid-stage Spirit Transformation Shuoyang himself ca, I could still kill him!”

Boom!

In the terrifying boom, the Taiqing Flying Sword vanished among the billions of electromagnetic faux lines.

“No good!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu felt a great fear in his heart, aware of the terrible danger within.

However, before he could truly do anything, his ears suddenly filled with a lot of buzzing noises and auditory hallucinations—coming from his body, from his heart, from his hair, and so on.

The whispering voices beca clearer and clearer.

“These are…”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu couldn’t help but look down involuntarily.

A head, the size of a thumb, appeared on his chest, resembling a middle-aged man, vaguely similar to him.

“Ancestor!”

This thumb-sized head tore through Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s vestnt robe, hair disheveled, tears of blood streaming out: “Ancestor!

Ancestor!”

“Why did you harm !”

“I am the most promising among the family to beco a Heavenly Monarch, a Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator!”

Pfft!

A second thumb-sized head broke through the skin of the arm, the visage of a beautiful woman, belonging to a forr peak Nascent Soul Cultivator from the previous generation of the Guishan Tie Family.

“…Ancestor…”

“…Ancestor, spare , let go…”

This thumb-sized head wailed, crying bitterly: “We can go to the West Desert, we can go to the East Sea, if I ascend to Divinity Transformation, I will never contend with you for anything, I will still serve under you…”

Pfft pfft pfft…

Among the countless crackling sounds of skin bursting, heads the size of thumbs erged one after another, each with at least a hint of resemblance to Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu.

They were all outstanding descendants from the Northern Plains Families, highly talented individuals who once dominated a region, their brilliance shining over the Northern Plains, the pride of the noble bloodline of the Northern Plains Families.

However, one day, these prides disappeared one by one.

So logically, died during a breakthrough to a higher realm or in battle with formidable enemies, mourned and grieved by the family.

So disappeared suddenly, causing no ripples, including their own relatives who seed to have forgotten about them.

“Ancestor…”

“…Ancestor ah…”

“…Wan Zhu, I wish I could tear out your heart and liver…

Wan Zhu, I curse you, you will also end up wailing to death like …”

More voices, more whispers, at first begging and crying, then turning into spiteful curses and abuse, their hatred so profound that even a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch would change color, not daring to co into contact with more.

“Shut up!”

“All of you shut up!”

“You were raised by ; naturally, you should die for !”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu roared angrily.

These overlapping voices enveloped him, tugging at him, making it difficult for him to distinguish reality from illusion, unable to break free, only feeling the increasingly urgent and cold warnings of his instincts.

“You insignificant ants, you little beasts that don’t know your place!”

“I have already sealed you all up completely, eradicated even the trace of your Divine Souls; how could there be backlash?”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu roared in confusion and anger, not understanding the reason.

This is the Immortal Sword Intent, the power of anomaly!

Within the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao, the Immortal Realm, his weakness was clearly perceived, and the Great Sun Aberrant Force was imnsely enhanced, inconspicuous like it never existed.

Finally, at this mont, it erupted completely.

“Damn it!”

“Damn it!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu howled, his heart growing colder and colder, and under the imminent suffocating warning of death, he made a resolute decision.

“Burn!”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu bit the tip of his tongue, turning into scalding Essence Blood.

He burned the Essence Blood, triggering a golden-gray fla that scorched away the illusions and noises around him, paying no mind to the myriad of eyeballs on his body, his Essence Blood transforming into imnse Mana and Divine Sense, surging into the octopod treasure below his body.

“Kill!”

“The causal web of all beings between heaven and earth…

Kill…”

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu roared.

In a flash, billions of golden causality threads erged on his body, interweaving rapidly into a cocoon that layer by layer enveloped him.

However,

he had been lost in the illusion for far too long.

Even though it was but an instant in the real world, on a battlefield at the level of Divinity Transformation, it was still far too long.

Even the most diocre Divinity Transformation Cultivator could seize this opportunity.

Clang!

A clear sound of sword striking reached Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s ears.

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s body stiffened.

He frantically burned Essence Blood, and his movents in casting the Golden Causality Technique stopped, unable to move even the slightest bit.

A Flying Sword, bearing billions of thunderbolts and light, struck with precision at that mont.

Bang!

Heavenly Monarch Wan Zhu’s head exploded into a mist of blood.

With his Divine Soul completely extinguished.