Chapter 1639: Lord of the Great Sun Army Formation

Six Paths · Mechanical Sun God Halo!

When this colossal cosmic miracle, larger than several stars, appeared between heaven and earth, the light in the world changed.

It was as if a new underlying rule had been added to the world, with all light completely controlled by the Sun and brought under its dominion.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation in heaven and earth had never displayed such a form: no eerie ghosts, no endless cycles of living beings reincarnating, only the mechanical beauty of Immortal Dao industry, rotating like a black hole, and controlling the light of heaven and earth just as the eternal Sun does.

This is the Lord of the Mechanical and Industrial Sun in the Immortal Dao!

"Immortal Artifact Son,"

"I heard you like playing with military formations?"

Jiang Ding stood before the Mechanical Sun God Halo, staring at that figure among the nearly ten billion flesh-furnace Dao soldiers, and asked with a frenzied voice.

Boom!

The sword was drawn.

The countless gears of the Six Paths · Mechanical Sun God Halo turned, with precise and mysterious rules blooming across heaven and earth; inherited from humanity's oldest myths, combined with the wisdom of contemporary Immortal Dao cultivators, gathering the light of countless heavens and earth into a single point, as if the most fundamental rules of the Immortal Dao had been pried loose.

With this single sword strike, the Six Paths of Reincarnation turned, becoming a sword of light, becoming a sword of distortion.

One sword strike was unleashed, its sword light infinitely splitting, instantly transforming into three hundred and sixty thousand Sun Flying Swords, vibrating and humming, forming a great formation like light, with streams of meteors falling toward the nearly ten billion flesh-furnace Dao soldiers.

"Military formation?"

Instantly, Immortal Artifact Son sensed a huge difference, with threads of dangerous aura surfacing.

In a single glance, he saw that the sky-filling Sun Flying Swords were not a conventional sword formation, but a massive military formation!

Yes, a military formation!

Those three hundred and sixty thousand Sun Flying Swords shrieked and soared; within each Flying Sword lay tens of thousands of Flying Swords, the formations shifting seamlessly and flawlessly, changing constantly, with every fluctuation of the military formation's transformation occurring tens or hundreds of billions of times, almost exceeding the soul frequency limit of ordinary Heavenly Beings.

"Just a lowly ant from the lower realm, daring to speak of military formations?!"

Immortal Artifact Son said coldly.

The beings of the Immortal Artifact Sect were born within puppets and magical treasures, knowing from birth; born following the rules of puppet fate, possessing near-instinctive abilities in the Dao of Calculation and the Dao of Fate; in merely a few hundred thousand years, the Immortal Artifact Sect had already surpassed many Immortal Sects in the Dao of Military Formations.

And after the flesh puppets broke through, the Immortal Artifact Sect was considered the strongest in the Dao of Military Formations within the human territories!

Does this ant from the lower realm know what it faces?

It faces the strongest Dao of Military Formations in the Upper Realm!

Hum!

The nearly ten billion flesh-furnace Dao soldiers bowed, and demonic light that slew demons, destroyed gods, and broke the Dao erupted like a heavenly phenomenon, all drawn into the eighteen bronze war glaives floating amidst endless demonic light.

In a single thought, the hundred billion Dao soldiers shifted their military formation with complexity and precision, filled with a kind of accurate beauty.

It was as if even the millionth decimal place was precise, without a single deviation.

The eighteen bronze war glaives swallowed endless demonic light, as if slaughtering the world, and charged forward to pin down the swarm of Sun Flying Swords falling like raindrops from the sky.

Boom!

Crash!

The two forces collided, countless spiritual lights exploding and shattering, rules annihilated.

In the first instant, more than half of the Sun Flying Sword swarm exploded; many Flying Swords turned to dust, even though they had undergone layers of force dissipation beforehand, and even with the sword technique of the Seventh Realm of the Sword Dao at its peak, it still could not reverse the outcome.

This was a huge gap in power!

The hundred billion flesh-furnace Dao soldiers, forged by the immense manpower and resources of an Upper Realm Immortal Sect, countless cultivators who had merged with the Dao and refined the Void, and dozens of lineage disciples; the existence of these cultivators greatly strengthened this military formation.

Even so, this result made Immortal Artifact Son's heart chill.

The military formation he commanded was already double the power of that wild cultivator from the lower realm standing before him! A difference in scale of nearly two times!

Such a gap, yet as a Dao Son of an Immortal Sect, he still could not kill the opponent in a single strike; this was humiliation.

This sword cultivator before him possessed an utterly outrageous art of control in the Dao of Military Formations!

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Immortal Artifact Son inexplicably felt a surge of anger, his Dao Heart rippling.

If it were in the Sword Dao, or even in power, such as if the Taiyin or Taiyang Sword Sons were stronger than him, he would never be angry, because the Immortal Artifact Sect was a new Immortal Sect, and having less foundation than ancient Immortal Sects was only natural.

But in Military Formations!

This was the pride of the Immortal Artifact Sect in the Upper Realm!

"Die!"

Immortal Artifact Son roared explosively.

Holding the chains behind the eighteen bronze war glaives, with a wave of his hand, the nearly ten billion flesh-furnace Dao soldiers responded and coordinated; rolling demonic qi shook the starry river, and these eighteen bronze war glaives transformed into eighteen world-destroying demonic dragons, roaring as they lunged at the broken military formation ahead, smashing through waves of sword qi.

The eighteen demonic dragons roared and bellowed, driving away all surrounding Sun Flying Swords, invincible in their path.

The Sun Sword Qi swarm could only flee and scatter in all directions, daring not approach, relying on the mothership at the Six Paths Mechanical Sun God Halo to replenish, barely holding on.

Yet after several breaths, he was still holding on!

Even trapped in a huge disadvantage, he still had not fallen!

"Hiding bug!"

Immortal Artifact Son growled low.

Realizing he could not instantly break the Sun Military Formation, he immediately shifted his target; the eighteen bronze war glaives were suddenly smashed toward the youth in green robes at the Six Paths Mechanical Sun. The puppet fate rules and the Heavenly Dao net instantly turned blood-red, spreading everywhere, shattering layer upon layer of the Sun rules currently blocking them!

The Sun Sword Qi military formation could not stop it!

"Bug?"

"No, you are the bug, a mechanical, rigid bug..."

On the giant Mechanical Sun God Halo, a flash of crimson light appeared in Jiang Ding's eyes; he had clearly discovered something.

However, at this moment, he dared not withstand the attack of these eighteen bronze war glaive demonic dragons head-on; before they descended, sword qi erupted from his entire body, the Six Paths of Reincarnation surged around him, blooming in sequence like six kinds of flowers, and his figure instantly broke through space and vanished.

Six Paths Reincarnation Sword Escape Technique!

As a life-preserving escape art, it had always been the highest-level sequence researched by Great Sun Sword Child, never changing, and now that it touched upon the domain of time, it appeared all the more unfathomably wondrous.

Boom!

Eighteen bronze war-halberd demonic dragons slammed into the spot, sealing off space, rules, and cause-and-effect, shattering that stretch of heaven and earth to dust, turning everything within into fine powder—yet the expected beautiful spray of blood was nowhere to be seen.

"Immortal art prototype…"

A killing intent welled up once more in Immortal Weapon Child's heart.

This was yet another aspect of the newly risen Immortal Weapon Sect's shallow foundation—many inheritances of the Spirit Treasure realm had been lost in war, and the supreme inheritances of the Spirit Treasure realm could not possibly be opened to them.

At this moment, this wild cultivator from the lower realm had actually displayed an escape art surpassing his own by a sliver, making it impossible to lock down in an instant.

However, this still could not change the outcome!

If one blast-kill failed, then ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!

Immortal Weapon Child gripped the chains in hand, driving his flesh-and-blood furnace Dao soldiers; the demonic dragons roared and overturned heaven, smashing again and again at the blue-robed youth within the Six Paths · Mechanical Sun Divine Soul Divine Ring, shattering stretch after stretch of heaven and earth, blasting the drifting Sun Sword-Formation into scattered fragments, barely holding on.

Once. Ten times.

The attacks of a Dao Child—how terrifying they were. Merely after the tenth time, the blue-robed youth could no longer handle things with ease; many of the fleeing threads of cause-and-effect and rules were gradually ferreted out by Immortal Weapon Child and sealed off, and the space available for escape grew smaller and smaller.

The twentieth time!

The thirty-seventh time!

Until this time, there was already nowhere left to flee!

All rules and cause-and-effect had been sealed off; even though the Six Paths Reincarnation Sword Escape Art was unfathomably wondrous, it could not conjure something from nothing—there was no path of retreat left.

Boom!

Immortal Weapon Child drove the eighteen bronze war-halberd demonic dragons to slam solidly into Dai Sen's Sun Sword Domain, shattering swathes of formation patterns, shattering swathes of Sun Sword Qi formations, and then slamming into the Six Paths · Sun Mechanical Divine Ring, blasting the blue-robed youth back hundreds of thousands of kilometers, coughing up great mouthfuls of blood without cease.

The Sun Mechanical Divine Ring that served as his foundation for standing was even more covered in crack after crack, as if it would shatter the very next moment—ghastly to behold.