Chapter 1199: The Sword of the Great Sun Destruction Rule

In the endless starry sky, a hundred-thousand-kilometer expanse of tribulation thunderclouds blotted out the heavens, obscuring every star.

Jiang Ding stood in the dark starry sky, watching his Taiqing flying sword with a gaze tinged by fond reluctance as it sang joyfully beneath the tribulation thunderclouds.

This was his life-bound flying sword.

The vessel in which his lifelong Dao was entrusted — the sword lives, its master lives; the sword perishes, its master perishes.

After the tribulation had been brewing for several years, rule-thunder spread throughout the entire hundred-thousand-kilometer thundercloud, emanating a terrifying aura of destruction, as if to annihilate a sudden anomaly that had broken through beneath the heavens.

And at this moment, the Taiqing flying sword had also completed its own breakthrough.

Among the five great orders — Prohibition, Law Destruction, Aberration, Electromagnetism, and Sword Dao — the Great Sun Destruction Order suddenly blazed with brilliant light, like a sun hung high in the sky, and with one ultimate leap completed a tremendous qualitative transformation from Great Sun Destruction Order to Great Sun Destruction Rule.

The Great Sun Destruction Rule!

Beneath such radiance, all things under heaven immediately met their end — space was collapsing, star rivers were shattering, meteorites were disintegrating, living beings were dying, rules were tearing… everything, in the prime of its existence, suddenly faced destruction; a phenomenon of heaven and earth, a law, infinitely expanded at this moment and gained its own will.

Destruction at the level of a rule, if left unchecked, could even cause an entire region to be utterly destroyed, collapsing into a void where nothing existed.

Boom!

A purple-red rule-thunderbolt crashed down from the sky, bearing the name of rule, destroying every anomaly beneath the heavens, returning the endless cosmos to its former state.

Clang!

The instant the Taiqing flying sword saw this bolt of thunder, its sword-light blazed suddenly brilliant.

At this moment, the Great Sun Destruction Rule transformed into a real, unfeigned sun, rising upward, as if the world-destroying sun of myth had appeared, its light of destruction illuminating the heavens and the star rivers.

The heavenly-punishment rule-thunderbolt met the destruction-rule sun.

The instant the two made contact, heaven and earth seemed to fall still for a moment; tremendous rule-force collided, affecting all beings' perception of time and space, forcibly stripping away an instant of time.

Boom!

The instant the two terrifying rules met, space and the rules of the universe expanded violently in a flash; the light was infinitely dazzling, infinitely brilliant, and a hellish heat blotted out everyone's vision, destroying all probing divine sense.

Heaven and earth sank into a vast blankness, with nothing else.

Rumble…

As if a long time had passed, the rumbling sound finally arrived, and the hellish world of searing light shattered apart.

Everything in the starry sky once again came into everyone's view.

Within the tribulation thunderclouds, a blue-gold flying sword was locked in a fierce battle with a heavenly-thunder rule-thunderbolt, its might terrifying.

Every

The movement of the two tore apart space for ten thousand li; the Heavenly Dao's rules kept shattering under the destruction of the Great Sun Destruction Rule and the heavenly thunderbolt, and the vast starry sky lost all order, becoming a chaos where impossible illusions appeared — up and down reversed, light and darkness interwoven — and nothing could be certain anymore.

"Taiqing…"

Jiang Ding quietly watched his flying sword.

This was now the sixth heavenly-thunder rule-thunderbolt; from cleaving the heavenly thunder with a single strike at the start to being evenly matched now, the Taiqing flying sword had expended tremendous effort to cleave the heavenly thunder head-on.

What followed was the seventh, then the eighth rule-thunderbolt!

The Taiqing flying sword fought a bloody battle amid the thunderclouds, shattering bolt after bolt of Lei Chong Guang, while its own sword body developed cracks and gaps under the rule-thunderbolts — the battle was utterly fierce.

Taiqing Divine Iron and Po Fa Xian Jin were no longer unbreakable in such rule-level combat, facing life and death directly, fighting with will and swordsmanship.

Despite such hardship, with the input of Jiang Ding's divine sense and magic power, the Taiqing flying sword never retreated.

It kept fighting, kept battling.

In the end, this stretch of starry sky even sank into a chaos where all order and rules ceased, as if returning to the time of creation, with everything unknown.

No one knew how long had passed.

The fierce clanging of battle suddenly paused; the hundred-thousand-kilometer heavenly tribulation thundercloud gradually dispersed, bit by bit growing fainter, letting strands of starlight pierce through.

The stars once again shone upon this stretch of starry sky, allowing people to gaze directly at the beautiful scenery of the stars and the deep, endless cosmos.

"Has it… survived the Void Refinement magic treasure heavenly tribulation?"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun and the others held their breath.

The hazy, chaotic space gradually dispersed; the shattered Heavenly Dao rules began to recover; all obstructions vanished, revealing that blue-gold flying sword in the starry sky.

She was small, only three chi in size, appearing tiny amid the cosmic starry sky where things routinely measured tens or hundreds of kilometers — like a speck of dust, not even necessarily visible through an astronomical telescope.

Yet whenever any living being's gaze turned here, it inevitably fell upon her.

It was as if a terrifying stellar beast had appeared in the cosmos, its pressure blanketing the sky; no one could ignore her existence — she was born to be the center of the starry sky, and within her small sword body lay a terrifying mass akin to a black hole.

And the Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun, whose divine sense was sharper, the instant they saw the Taiqing flying sword, their body and soul both trembled, as if seeing some terrifying existence that held their life and death in its hands — such terrifying power that not the slightest thought of resistance could arise.

Rule!

Here, there existed a clear, distinct power of rule!

Everyone was awed by that terrifying aura, as if facing a great enemy, to the point of completely overlooking the crisscrossing cracks on the Taiqing flying sword, which carried within them the aura of heavenly tribulation thunder rule —

an aura that was weak and feeble.

Clang!

In an instant, Taiqing reversed course and returned, arriving before the blue-clothed youth, affectionately nuzzling his cheek, then merging into his glabella and vanishing.

In the starry sky, only a blue-clothed youth remained.

Around him, the shattered space and chaotic order began to recover; the cosmic star rivers returned to their original state, eternal and unchanging, as if even Void Refinement cultivators could not permanently alter them in the slightest.

Clang!

Around Jiang Ding, sword qi rang with a clanging sound; the aura around his body began to rise, breaking upward, and both his magic power and divine sense began to grow rapidly.

Within his dantian, the magic power in the qi sea — already at one-third of its limit — churned; a wave came crashing in, breaking through the invisible yet solid bottleneck, and flowed freely in the new realm.

Jiang Ding's aura strengthened another notch.

This was clearly him, spurred on by the Taiqing flying sword's breakthrough, having his divine sense and magic power affected, breaking through early and advancing to Hua Shen Zhong Qi!

Everything followed naturally; there had never been any bottleneck to begin with — it was simply decades early.

Jiang Ding's fluctuating aura became somewhat disordered for a moment, then instantly recovered.

"Mid Soul Transformation…"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

He smoothed out the still-turbulent star river, transforming into a resplendent streak of sword-light as he flew toward the heart of the immortal gate.

His speed had risen enormously compared to before, so much so that even a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun could not lock onto his figure with divine sense, let alone attack—the gap was terrifyingly vast.

"I wonder how I now compare to the Sword Son of Heavenly Sword…"

"Whether I have already earned the right to gaze up at his back…"

A thought surfaced in Jiang Ding's heart, and a thread of killing intent, seeping deep into his marrow, quietly bloomed.