Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding and the Light Sword Lord discussed the Dao for a long time, unaware of the passing years.

During this period, both delved deeply into the Great Sun Sword Dao and the Sun Sword Dao, each gaining insights. Their auras subtly fluctuated, signifying considerable progress on both sides.

During this process, the foundation of their swordsmanship deepened to a certain extent for both parties.

This mutual enhancement of the same-origin sword cultivation paths reflects the original intent of the sects at the beginning—Fellow Daoist to Fellow Daoist, it is thus derived.

A Taoist friend, one of the four great pillars of cultivation, resources, companions, and the earth.

Unconsciously, several decades passed.

No matter how wonderful the debate, it must come to an end someday.

"So it is."

Jiang Ding glanced sadly at the nearby Youming Sword Cave Heaven World Group, bowed deeply: "Bright Daoist, farewell for now."

"The next time we meet, it will be a matter of life and death between us."

"I wish you a safe journey, Fellow Daoist."

His final words suddenly became chilling, filled with murderous intent.

Yet they also carried a hint of sorrow, as if a dear friend was about to leave forever, bidding farewell.

"Great Sun fellow cultivator,"

"Have a safe journey. I will take care of your family and relatives. Don't worry too much."

The Light Sword Lord also smiled and said.

The two of them exchanged a look.

Suddenly, the scene was quiet.

In their eyes, so similar, both burning with murderous heat and an insatiable desire to advance in the Sword Dao.

Suddenly,

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

Both laughed heartily, then exchanged one final bow of farewell, turned and left without any nostalgia. Always read from the source: M|V|LE4MPYR.

...

The Great Sun Heavenly Pond was retracted.

Jiang Ding truly appeared within the Youming Sword Cave Heaven World Group, using the Six Dao Reincarnation to conceal his form, his expression calm as he traveled through the domains.

The materialistic Great Sun of his youth continuously scanned the surroundings, investigating every direction, step by step examining the possibilities of ambushes set by the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

This generation's Great Sun Sword Master embodies the pinnacle legacy of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, his flying sword having a near-instinctive intuition for searching out the Great Experts of the Eight Great Immortal Sects, combined with Xianmen's top-tier domain exploration and searching techniques.

Combining these two elements, Jiang Ding has enough confidence that the Great Experts of the Eight Great Immortal Sects cannot elude him.

This is the reason he came here.

A sword cultivator has a strong desire for the Sword Dao, but that doesn't equate to seeking death. If he determined it was a scenario where death was certain, Jiang Ding would never have come here.

Jiang Ding concealed his form, roaming between domains.

Bit by bit of cosmic space, each Minor Thousand World, he scrutinized, and the inspection range is entirely random, without any pattern. His Sword Soul's keen sense towards the Great Experts of the Eight Great Immortal Sects reached its peak, always ready, whether to fight or to flee.

Jiang Ding was very patient.

He plans to take hundreds of years to thoroughly scout the Youming Sword Cave Heaven World Group, and in the process, map out the domain's charts, mineral resources, etc., laying the first foundational step for Xianmen's future march and construction.

"Sword Dao Seventh Realm, Heavenly Sword..."

While scanning the Domain Starry Sky, Jiang Ding continuously contemplated the swordsmanship above the Sword Spirit Realm, each move and stance capable of automatically resonating with the Heaven and Earth Rules.

Yes, this was the great harvest from his discussion with the Light Sword Lord.

His swordsmanship progressed from the peak of the Sword Spirit Realm one step further, drawing closer to the Heavenly Sword Realm. Similarly, he assumed the Light Sword Lord and Taiyou Sword Master's advancements were not insignificant.

Jiang Ding eagerly anticipated the arrival of that moment.

...

Beiyuan Small Realm.

The roaring thunder, the enormous clouds covering the starry sky, and the terrifying spiritual pressure, dreadful Rule Thunder, all indicated one result.

After thousands of years, another generation of outstanding individuals ascends to the Upper Realm!

"Since Ancestor Tushan, this realm truly has been a cradle of talent, Ascenders endlessly emerging through the ages..."

Outside the world, within the Tushan Central Court, thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators and several Divinity Transformation cultivators concentratedly observed the tribulation, someone exclaimed.

Their eyes were filled with longing, proud to witness this.

"Ascension..."

The Great Sun Sword Sect's Sect Master, Light Flame Heavenly Monarch's gaze was aglow with fiery sword qi, a yearning rising in his heart: "I don't know if up there, I could meet the Sword Master, see Senior Brother Scorching Sun, Senior Sister Ice Snow, it'd be all the better if I could defeat them."

His confidence in ascending to the Upper Realm seemed unwavering.

"The Upper Realm is not a kind place."

Nearby, an elder with a long beard, the Sect Master of the Great Sun Dharma Sect, gently stroked his beard: "According to the latest transmissions emerging in the Central Court, it is the true sect of the Immortal Sect Immortal Artifact Sect, and they have always discriminated against us Lower Realm Ascenders, often capturing us as slaves and servants."

"Although there are concealment and escape techniques, it is still fraught with danger."

"What of danger?"

"If we have the fortunes to cultivate to the late stage of the Divinity Transformation, we will be nearing the exhaustion of our Life Energy; no matter how dangerous, it's nothing but dust."

Light Flame Heavenly Monarch said disinterestedly.

It can be seen that these relatively young Divinity Transformation cultivators form one clique, while some older, more powerful Divinity Transformation cultivators form another clique.

Chun San Wa, Ye Yue Heavenly Monarch, and Hei Louxi gathered together, quietly watching the girl undergoing the tribulation in the sky.

"Isn't she in too much of a hurry?"

"It's only been over five hundred years since the Master imparted the technique, and so hastily..."

Chun San Wa inquired, somewhat puzzled.

"It's not early at all."

"Brother Chun, we're not like your Spirit Ginseng Clan, with long-lasting Life Energy."

Hei Louxi laughed and said: "You must know, we're only at the late stage of Divinity Transformation, and if we want to cultivate to the peak of Hua Shen, it still takes a long time."

"This time can indeed be described as very rushed."

"Not just Fellow Daoist Gong, but for me, at most, only in another two hundred years will I have to ascend, success or failure, otherwise, there won't be much time left to break through Refining Nothingness."

Everyone said no more, holding their breath, quietly observing, protecting.

The thunder in the sky continued to rumble, lasting several decades before gradually dissipating, the shattered space gradually smoothing out, the Thunder Tribulation Clouds slowly dispersing.

'How did it go?'

A question floated in the minds of everyone.

In the dispersing clouds, accompanied by the emergence of five-colored auspicious clouds, heavenly flowers falling around, Earth Emergent Golden Lotuses, Immortal Cranes dancing in the sky, golden boys and jade girls clearing the way, even a golden Ascension Stair appeared out of thin air, extending to the feet of a girl in a white dress.

She took one last look at everyone, at the world into which she was born and raised, and stepped onto the golden Ascension Stair, gradually disappearing from view.

"Another generation of Ascension cultivators in this sect!"

"From the path paved by Ancestor Tushan, up to now, it's the sixth Ascender, this sect's legacy is supreme, far surpassing the ancient Cultivation World..."

A historian in the Tushan Central Court put pen to paper and wrote a line.

On that day, the Tushan Central Court pardoned the world, held a celebration, countless Central Court Cultivators laughed and sang, bidding farewell to yet another generation of Ascension Ancestors.

If the legacy of the Tushan Central Court is not interrupted by external forces, today's Ascenders will not be the last, every few thousand years, there will inevitably be another outstanding individual ascending to the Upper Realm, becoming another extension of the Great Sun legacy.