Chapter 1629: The Mercy of the Great Lie Yang Jianzi

Scattered across the outer battlefield of the world cluster — a small group here, a small group there.

Many powerful cultivators from the Qi Sect and the Thunder Yang Heavenly Sword Realm led their people in pursuit of the Pure Yang Sword Son's Dao soldiers, and from time to time bursts of dazzling sparks would erupt, in which powerful cultivators fell and Great Sun Sword cultivators perished.

Compared with the Great Sun Sword cultivators, the battles of the Fox Mountain maidservants were far more silent and invisible.

These Fox Mountain maidservants had none of the upright righteousness a sword cultivator ought to have; they kept lurking and lurking, occasionally sneaking out to stab the Dao soldiers of the two great immortal sects in the back, or to sabotage various logistical supply nodes on some Minor Thousand World, all sneaky and sinister — no one knew who they had learned it from.

Because of this, although their strength was far weaker than that of the Great Sun Long Swords, their casualties were actually somewhat fewer.

Of course, it was only somewhat fewer.

From time to time, hidden Fox Mountain maidservants would be seen through by Qi Sect cultivators, tracked down, and slaughtered to the last in an instant.

Assassination and counter-assassination, the Great Sun Sword cultivators' extreme speed and slaughter — two different kinds of battle, yet equally cruel, played out on this secondary battlefield at the outer layer of the world cluster.

The disadvantage of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm could not be concealed.

As time went on, the casualties of the Great Sun Long Swords and the Fox Mountain maidservants gradually intensified, and the last batch of elite seeds was about to be wiped out.

This did not mean the defeat of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

Even if they all died, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm would still replenish a complete batch of Great Sun Sword cultivators and Fox Mountain maidservants, and would not lack anything.

Only, for these cultivators themselves, utter defeat and death were about to arrive.

……

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

He discovered that, at some unknown time, he had already separated from the Thunder Yang Heavenly Sword Realm Dao soldiers and arrived amid a battlefield, where many Great Sun Sword cultivators and Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm Dao-Unity Refinement-Void cultivators were slaughtering one another.

This was caused by the influence of an external force.

"How can a sect's Sword Son be standing in the midst of the enemy?"

A voice spoke thus.

"I,"

"was saved by someone…"

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

It was a strange feeling.

Since coming to the otherworld, he had never been saved by anyone; those weaker than him went without saying, and those stronger than him almost never showed much goodwill — at most, they were merely neutral.

Jiang Ding looked toward the distant battlefield; his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the violent killing intent in his heart was almost impossible to restrain.

These were Dao Sons!

Not one, not two.

But four!

His Great Sun instinct went nearly mad, almost unable to restrain itself, wanting in an instant to charge in and execute all these Dao Sons, bestowing upon them supreme glory.

However,

In that instant, he actually managed to restrain his instinct.

Because of righteousness.

"How could this lord be an ungrateful person?"

"The Sun Sword Lord saved me."

Jiang Ding murmured in his heart: "How could I now rush to seize their supreme opportunity—the Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang Sword Sons' supreme opportunity?"

"That would not be moral."

He believed himself to be a perfectly moral, modest gentleman.

"Therefore,"

"Heavenly Sword Sword Son, Immortal Artifact Son, you two wastes, hurry up and beat the Supreme Yin Supreme Yang Sword Sons to death."

"If you two cannot beat the Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang Sword Sons to death, but instead get beaten to death by them... then I will go beat the Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang Sword Sons to death, and offer myself as an opportunity to them, now that they have become even stronger."

Jiang Ding thought proudly.

"If the Supreme Yin and Supreme Yang Sword Sons are victorious, I will wait until the two of them finish healing, then initiate a sacred sword duel, bestowing upon them even more opportunities."

"This should be enough to display my noble character, right?"

"If they die at my hands… that too is a death in pursuit of the Dao; they should rest in peace."

"Because if I were to die at their hands, I too would be glad."

Hum!

In that instant, a terrifying high temperature spread out, instantly shrouding the entire battlefield, causing countless cultivators' bodies to stiffen and revealing expressions of utmost terror.

They raised their heads and looked toward the sky.

A terrifying sun was slowly rising, proclaiming its will, blooming with infinite destructive radiance, illuminating the entire Heavenly Craft World Cluster, and every living being of the entire world cluster was shrouded in terror.

Everyone knew that yet another Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Son had descended upon the battlefield.

……

When that sun rose at the edge of the world cluster and then froze motionless, a subtle ripple appeared in the central Dao Son battlefield.

"Pure Yang Sword Son…"

The Heavenly Sword Sword Son's heart shook.

At this moment, he recalled many things from the past — that sworn brother, the Light Thunder Canghai Tianjun.

In those years, when the Light Thunder Canghai Tianjun had died, he had resolved to discuss the Dao with the sword cultivator who had killed the Light Thunder Canghai Tianjun, to decide life and death, and to comprehend the Sword Dao together.

"The Pure Yang Sword Son has actually truly appeared!"

"Damn it!"

"The Supreme Yin Supreme Yang Sword Sons may manage to escape…"

The Immortal Artifact Son flew into a violent rage.

The two of them had been besieging the Taiyin-Taiyang Sword Child for hundreds of years, and at this moment when a result was about to appear, the Chunyang Sword Child's arrival would instantly change that result!

He could not accept this.

Within the sect, the Heavenly Craft Star Chain World Cluster was absolutely essential to obtain, because it hid the secret of the sect's birth, and even the Old Ancestor was fighting—how could they allow anything to go wrong here?

The two Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Children—one was eager, one was furious,

each different.

However, after waiting for a moment, that wheel of destructive sun still hung quietly at the edge of the world, not moving at all.

"What is he doing?!"

The Taiyin Sword Child said furiously.

At this moment, she regarded the Chunyang Sword Child as an ally.

But an ally who entered the battlefield yet did nothing, and instead watched the show—this was truly more hateful than an enemy.

The next moment,

all the doubts in every Dao Child's heart vanished.

"Honorable elders!"

A will of frenzied destruction enveloped the world cluster, gazing at them coldly, and a will transmitted through light: "A hundred years, I grant you a hundred years of time."

"If within a hundred years a victor still does not appear…"

"Then you shall all die."

"O Sun Sword Master!"

"I have already granted the greatest tolerance. May your disciple slay strong foes, advance further on the sword path, and in supreme bearing come to receive the tremendous opportunity I bestow upon him."

"From the Taiyin-Taiyang Ancestor to the Great Sun Ancestor, perhaps within our inheritances, there will truly appear a disciple who can slay all the Dao Children under heaven, one who truly possesses the hope of becoming an immortal…"

This voice murmured, gradually withdrawing its radiance.

This stretch of battlefield fell silent.

All the Dao Children, including the ever-magnanimous Sun Sword Child, had ashen faces and gave rise to tremendous killing intent.

……

The edge of the world cluster.

The light of the sun enveloped this stretch of battlefield.

All the cultivators of the Qi Sect and the Thunder Yang Heavenly Sword Realm cultivators turned deathly pale, falling into extreme terror and despair.

In contrast, the many Great Sun sword cultivators and Fox Mountain attendants were dumbfounded, and then, extreme joy rose in their hearts, enveloping all.

In that instant, an instinct drove them, making them drop to one knee toward a certain direction.

"We pay respects,"

"We pay respects to the Great Sun Sword Child!"

Great Sun Sword Child!

Not the Chunyang Sword Child!

At this moment, their Gong Fa, their sword-path instincts, all told them this true name—the name that emerged along the path opened by the Great Sun Ancestor hundreds of thousands of years ago, the inheritance he opened.

This name had already brought glory to the Nine Spirit Domain for hundreds of thousands of years.

And now its radiance had come to the upper realm of its homeland!