Chapter 1342: The Righteous Dao Under Heaven, All Living Beings Under Heaven

The blue-robed youth stood within the Lei Ting Killing Formation; countless thunder-attribute rule runes that melted space and tore the earth interlocked, yet none of them affected him in the slightest, like an illusory dream-bubble.

On the contrary, as a boundless, resplendently radiant Sword Dao world unfurled around him, the auras of prohibition, law-annihilation, and destruction spread out, and the Lei Ting world domain began to melt away like ice and snow, as though it had met its natural enemy, unable to resist that terrifying solar Sword Dao world.

"A Refinement Void grand formation truly cannot be seized for control…"

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

The Way of Formations depends on the right time, the right place, and the right people.

Even though he possessed formation-path inheritances far surpassing those of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, he still could not dismantle it silently and invisibly, because this formation enjoyed too many geographical advantages — a sixth-tier spirit vein, the Lei Ting Shanfeng, and hundreds of millions of disciples who shared the same Gong Fa lineage all stood against him, granting his opponent far too many advantages.

"Fellow Daoist!"

"Why do you attack our Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect's sect-protecting grand formation?"

Wan Lei Zhen Zun watched the Lei Ting rule world domain melt away soundlessly beneath the solar sword domain, his pupils contracting: "The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect is a subordinate of the Qi Sect. This old man has already reported to the upper sect; within days a Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong envoy will arrive to kill you. I urge you, Fellow Daoist, not to misjudge yourself!"

In the span of a single instant, the entire Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect grand formation awoke; hundreds of millions of disciples, countless Lei Ting talismans, and all the various formations constructed over hundreds of thousands of years were activated in full.

All of that power converged upon Wan Lei Zhen Zun, transforming before him into a twisted Lei Ting rule divine spear that radiated an incomparably dangerous aura.

His power instantly surpassed mid-stage Refinement Void and reached the peak of Refinement Void!

"Why attack you?"

"That is an excellent question. This sovereign must answer it."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"Naturally, it is for the righteous Dao under heaven, and for all living beings under heaven!"

"There is not the slightest personal gain involved."

He said calmly: "For countless years, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect has slaughtered and enslaved cultivators of countless Minor Thousand Worlds, refining the ascending prodigies of those Minor Thousand Worlds into Dao-soldier puppets.

Over countless years, the corpses of innocent cultivators who died because of you would be enough to carpet every inch of land and fill every breath of air in the Lei Yan Domain."

"And today,"

"the karmic reckoning has arrived."

"Fellow Daoist Wan Lei, this sovereign shall carve out a brilliant, radiant immortal Dao for all living beings under heaven. The old order — you, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, and every existence that obstructs the new radiant order — shall ultimately perish!"

"Evil beast!"

"Cease your wild ravings!"

Wan Lei Zhen Zun burst into furious curses, instantly tearing off all pretense.

"The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect is the righteous sect of the Lei Yan Domain! Since you, this heretical fiend, seek your own death, then do not blame this old man for being merciless!"

Boom!

In the sky, there were no more words.

There was only a resplendent Sword Dao blazing sun descending from the heavens, tearing through cloud layers, tearing through the sky-filling Thunder and Lightning rules, crashing down upon Wan Lei Zhen Zun who was encircled by countless Thunder and Lightning formation runes. Rules and space alike were melted away; between heaven and earth, only that endlessly scorching radiance remained.

"Go!"

Wan Lei Zhen Zun pointed at the Lei Ting rule divine spear before him and shouted fiercely.

Whoosh!

Amidst countless Lei Ting rules, countless dark clouds and formation runes, a twisted bolt of lightning flashed and vanished — one splitting into two, two into three, three into infinity — and in an instant it blotted out the sky, forming a net of Lei Ting that rose to meet the blazing sun above, seeking to engulf and annihilate it.

This net of Lei Ting, imbued with the Lei Ting wisdom of every successive patriarch of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, truly succeeded — it bound the blazing sun, blocking out every glimmer of light, not a single ray escaping.

The world once more became an ocean of Lei Ting; Lei Ting rules roamed freely in every place.

The Lei Ting bound it… for an instant.

"S-Sword… Sword cultivator!"

"An inheritance Sword cultivator!"

Wan Lei Zhen Zun suddenly revealed an expression of absolute horror.

The ocean of Lei Ting and dark clouds spanning tens of thousands of kilometers abruptly stalled; the net of Lei Ting in the sky that enveloped everything likewise stalled, falling into stillness — even the rules ceased to operate for an instant.

Immediately after,

a tiny crack appeared silently in the net of Lei Ting; a golden ray pierced out like a sharp sword, then two, then countless more!

Boom!

A tremendous explosion thundered across heaven and earth.

The Lei Ting net could not bind the Sword Dao blazing sun in the slightest — in an instant it was torn apart. The endless Lei Ting net shattered; the many Lei Ting rule divine spears were directly destroyed and pulverized, leaving only a single Lei Ting spatial magic treasure with dimmed spiritual light retreating back toward Wan Lei Zhen Zun.

Wan Lei Zhen Zun could not catch his breath in time and fell into an extremely perilous situation.

Hum!

At that moment, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect's sect-protecting grand formation — the Nine Heavens Myriad Transformation Thunder Sound Universal Salvation Grand Formation — hummed into operation, forming layer upon layer of thick Lei Ting rule shields, all of which reinforced the area around Wan Lei Zhen Zun. In the blink of an eye, the Lei Ting shields became thicker than even mountains and the earth, actively drawing that resplendent blazing sun into themselves.

Boom!

The scorching, resplendent Sword Dao radiance and the azure Lei Ting rule spiritual light exploded, shattering heaven and destroying earth, tearing through rules. The shattered spiritual light filled the space between heaven and earth, blocking the eyes and sealing off divine sense from probing.

When the shattered spiritual light dispersed, everything came into view.

Wan Lei Zhen Zun stood within the tattered Lei Ting rune shields; though his face was pale, he bore no injuries whatsoever, remaining completely unharmed. Even his expended magic power, supported by the formation, began to recover rapidly.

"Such strength…"

Wan Lei Zhen Zun felt dread in his heart.

He knew that if they were outside, he would have been gravely wounded by a single sword and would certainly die within three strikes—no chance of survival whatsoever, and escape would be a mere wishful thinking.

At this moment, he was immensely grateful that he had always remained within the mountain gate, never once venturing out except to see off Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong envoys.

"Your formation is not bad."

Jiang Ding offered praise as well.

"However, Fellow Daoist Wan Lei, you will die very soon."

"Because of a very fortunate coincidence, I am not that waste from Blood Lake. I too have some insignificant attainments in the art of formations, and have some small insights into how to attack formations."

This so-called "some insignificant attainments" refers to a quasi-seventh-rank formation master.

Is this humility?

No, it isn't.

Because Yuan has mastered seventh-rank formations, is a mid-grade seventh-rank formation master, and recently even shows signs of another breakthrough in the art of formations — he is simply inhuman, terrifying beyond measure.

Compared to Yuan, a quasi-seventh-rank formation master can only count as a single hair on a thigh.

"Fellow Daoist Wanlei,"

"Please observe this sword strike of mine to break the formation, and offer some guidance."

Jiang Ding's gaze was calm as water as he delivered a sword strike.

With this sword strike, ten thousand zhang of sword-light filled the heavens and earth. Countless golden threads were born between heaven and earth, gradually gathering and converging into a singular number — one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred threads of Jin Zhi karmic causality — which, like slanting wind and fine rain, slashed into the many formation nodes of the Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Transformations Thunder Sound Universal Transformation Grand Formation, the sect-protecting formation of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect.