Chapter 1358: The Sword Immortal Art of the Lei Yang Heaven Sword Realm!

Golden wind and fine rain spread out, occupying half the sky over tens of thousands of kilometers!

The two were slaughtering each other, interweaving; the two great inheritance sword cultivators' understandings of order and sword domains were clashing violently, fighting to the death.

The sword Dao wills of the two great inheritance sword cultivators followed the common yearning of the human race's sword cultivators, locked in a life-and-death contest where only one side was allowed to survive.

On the battlefield, such a wondrous sight appeared.

Clearly, the power of the Lei Chong Guang Sword Domain was stronger, far surpassing its opponent—this was the enormous gap brought by inheritance and flying swords together.

Yet he was still unable to break through his opponent's Sun Brightness Sword Domain. The opponent was cunning and sly, never clashing head-on, instead always circling around, attacking weak points, making it impossible to bring one's full strength to bear—extremely vexing.

"Little Light Thunder…"

The chubby old man who had been watching the battle closely felt his heart skip a beat.

"This kind of sword Dao spirituality is truly…"

The eyes of the Xuanyang Divine Monarch and the Xuanyin Divine Monarch of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm both trembled, as if they had seen a ghost.

They saw that within the stalemated two great sword domains, the Sun Brightness Sword Domain and the Sword of Summoning Rain had begun to change!

In the span of just a few breaths—time enough for most cultivators to flash through a single thought—the sword art structure of the Rain Summoning Art underwent tremendous change.

This change was extremely violent; sometimes it instantly turned the battlefield unfavorable, with the Sun Brightness Sword Domain losing hundreds of kilometers, sometimes it suddenly expanded—back and forth, leaving people completely baffled.

Yet in the eyes of sword Dao Divine Monarchs, this was sword art evolving!

This sword art named Summoning Rain was evolving, evolving in the direction of countering the Divine Light of Heavenly Yang Tribulation Thunder—and this was no wild fantasy. After another few breaths, it actually succeeded!

Within that golden wind and fine rain, a power of a faint dark-gold hue was suddenly born. Under this suddenly appearing power, the sharpness of the Summoning Rain swords climbed dramatically.

Tear!

At one corner of the fiercely stalemated battlefield, a gust of wind carrying rain threads blew in, cutting like a sharp blade into the weakest point of the Lei Ting Destruction Sword Domain, instantly obliterating a large swath of the Lei Ting Sword Domain.

The golden wind pressed its advantage mercilessly, charging forward madly, obliterating bolt after bolt of Lei Ting sword light, making all armies flee before it.

Affected by this suddenly appearing power, the front line of the two stalemated sword domains instantly collapsed!

The Brightness Sword Domain surged forward like a tide, obliterating large swathes of the Lei Ting Sword Domain; the order and heaven-earth spiritual Qi it controlled rapidly increased, steadily closing the enormous disparity in strength with its opponent.

Sword cultivators are variant law cultivators!

How much heaven-earth spiritual Qi and how much heaven-earth order one controls directly affects the exertion of one's strength!

"What is this?"

Lei Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun was in disarray, his eyes briefly bloodshot, growling low.

This power was far too targeted at his Lei Chong Guang Sword Domain—incredible, unbelievable—could there be a flaw in the inheritance of the Lei Yang Heaven Sword Realm that he himself didn't know about?

But even if a flaw existed, how could it possibly be seen through by a Soul Transformation cultivator?!

"Hahaha!"

"Fellow Daoist Chong Guang Lei, you are excellent, truly excellent!"

Jiang Ding laughed wildly, equally delighted and surprised: "Though you are foolish and completely wasted my eighth-grade sword embryo, you still have value!"

"This is your worth!"

Mutated Order!

At this moment, Jiang Ding comprehended a principle.

Mutated Order can not only be used to kill enemies, but also to drive changes in one's own sword art—mutation, variation, like a process of screening.

This kind of targeted mutation and variation of sword art demands extremely high Immortal Dao scientific literacy, extremely rich Immortal Dao research experience, the ability to draw inferences, and extremely rich experience in the development and creation of sword arts.

Otherwise, if a lesser person were substituted, Mutated Order only handles the mutation—how the final result turns out is your own affair.

And as luck would have it!

The ancestor of the Immortal Gate sword Dao, the Great Sun Canghai Tianjun, perfectly fit all these conditions!

Over the past five thousand-plus years, how many sword Dao Gong Fa and sword arts had been created and developed by his hands?

Millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions!

It could be said that the entire foundation of the Immortal Gate sword Dao was built up bit by bit from nothing by him and his colleagues and students at the Immortal Gate Sword Dao Academy of Sciences, transforming a sword Dao desert into the most flourishing and developed place for sword Dao in that realm—the very center of the realm's sword Dao.

In the past, Jiang Ding had never discovered this sword art mutation ability.

Because his opponents were too weak!

Ever since he had been born with Mutated Order, no opponent of comparable strength had ever appeared; sword art mutation simply couldn't be revealed—this was the extreme importance of opponents to sword cultivators.

"There will never exist a weakness in the sect's sword arts that you can see through!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Lei Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun watched his Lei Chong Guang Sword Domain collapse unceasingly, the total amount of heaven-earth spiritual Qi he controlled steadily decreasing, his opponent's base strength steadily drawing closer to his own—now approaching the critical threshold of one-third, and still closing—felt a faint chill of trembling rise in his heart.

This was his sword Dao instinct warning him!

"You are not bad either!"

"This Canghai Tianjun sees a sliver of hope in challenging the Heaven Sword Sword Son—slaying you, and that hope will fully emerge!"

Lei Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun did not grow fearful because of the trembling in his heart; instead, he revealed a perverse expression of enjoyment, roaring madly.

"Come!"

"Then let us see whether you truly have grasped a flaw that counters this sect's sword arts—"

"show this Canghai Tianjun!"

"Kill!"

He pointed a finger, and within the battered Lei Ting Destruction Sword Domain, boundless Lei Chong Guang gathered; Destruction Order and Lei Ting Order intertwined, forming a twisted dark-purple Lei Chong Guang.

This dark-purple Lei Chong Guang was anchored in the endless void, anchored in the Great Dao, and carried boundless sharp aura, as though forged by slaughtering countless heaven-earth powerhouses—severing time, space, and cause and effect, the utmost sharpness under heaven.

This light shone into the gaze of all living beings of heaven and earth, into their divine souls!

It shone into Jiang Ding's divine soul!

This sword is named,

Thunderous Lightning God-Slaying Sword!

A sword art created during the Soul Transformation stage by the invincible master of the Thunder Yang Heaven Sword Realm — that supreme being who rose against the tide in the late stage of the great tribulation and achieved the great enterprise of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong!

"This sword art…"

In an instant, Jiang Ding was startled with a jolt.

In this sword strike, he clearly saw traces of an aura similar to the immortal art Sky-Restraint, yet utterly different — and even carrying a faint sense of familiarity.

This… this is…

"The fruit of a true sword-path immortal art!"

"The art of the Sword Immortal!"

Jiang Ding's hair stood on end in an instant.

Beneath that thunderous sword strike, the Sun Sword Domain collapsed soundlessly, sliced clean in two like tofu; its order broke down in sequence, and the vast advantage painstakingly built up over a long time crumbled in an instant.

And this was not the end!

That dark-purple sword-light spread silently like ripples on water; even the Sun Radiance Sword Domain could offer it not the slightest resistance, and so it reflected against the divine soul of the Sun Sword cultivator — death and chill arriving as promised, shrouding everything.