Chapter 1765: The Authority of Heaven's Rain

So what if many worlds hold the authority of rain?

Before a Four-Step Limit Dao Child who possesses the true immortal art of rain-summoning inheritance, it is nothing but showing off one's skill before an expert—flaws can be found by the dozen with eyes closed, impossible to ignore.

Unless one possesses overwhelming power, it is almost impossible to pose any threat to the Dao Child.

The Dharma-Destroying Sun did not even truly fall; it merely casually released a ray of light, and the skyful of raindrops formed by the Rain Master's wielding of authority had already collapsed, losing all their power.

"This sovereign shall break his word."

"You cannot survive three swords—at most two."

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

Is this a battle?

No, this is not a battle, merely a method of controlling a Heavenly Being-tier divine being; battle should not be humiliated like this.

However, it is not without value.

The Rain Master of the Heaven-Punishment Dao Court clearly grasped many authorities of rain. Using it as reference to digest and absorb the immortal Dao knowledge within should further advance the Immortal Gate's research into the immortal art of rain-summoning, thereby allowing breakthroughs in immortal Dao science across various directions.

"Then let us end this farce."

"The combat model you formed is of almost no value and cannot be applied to the Divine Child battlefield."

Jiang Ding sighed: "Since the Divine Child is a Dao Child of a Great Thousand World faction, he presumably has many achievements in comprehension and creation; he would not disappoint this sovereign so."

"The glory you have obtained is already more than enough—glory that should never have belonged to you in the first place."

Jiang Ding pointed a finger.

Boom!

The Dharma-Destroying Sun suspended in the sky thundered down toward the Rain Master of the Heaven-Punishment Dao Court, no longer patient; beneath the sword, countless wills of destruction shrouded heaven and earth.

"The Human Race's Sword Child…"

The Rain Master revealed a venomous expression.

At this moment, he had completely lost all hope of survival.

He burned himself in a self-destructive manner, not to seek survival, only to break through a thin barrier and inform the Dao Court of what had happened here, making this damned Human Race Sword Child accompany him in death!

Crack!

Cracks appeared on the Rain Master's divine soul; the boundless divine power within burned, transforming into violent force that poured entirely into the precious alms-bowl manifested above his head.

This Rain Master precious alms-bowl was the divine Dao heavy treasure of Rain Masters through the ages, a divine Dao magical instrument dedicated to summoning rain.

In the faith of the Heaven-Punishment Dao Court, this precious alms-bowl is the source of all water under heaven; the rainwater of the various Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie and Minor Thousand Worlds, as well as the various domains of the Great Thousand World, all comes from the Rain Master precious alms-bowl. It is the source of all water veins under heaven, reputed such that a single drop of Yi Yuan Zhong water could drown an entire Minor Thousand World.

At this moment, under the Rain Master's frenzied urging, this precious alms-bowl radiated dazzling light.

"Die!"

"Die!"

The Rain Master howled with venomous

hatred.

The deep blue water flow within the precious alms-bowl churned; under the blooming of countless divine Dao rule runes, it continuously shrank, continuously shrank, until finally becoming a single rune water droplet of a ghostly blue hue, breaking free of the alms-bowl's restraint and shooting toward the brow of the blue-clothed youth in the sky.

This is his Sea of Consciousness; as long as a tiny breach is opened to inform the outside world, even if he himself dies, this Human Race Sword Child must die as well!

Rumble!

A single drop of ghostly blue water, no larger than a little finger, insignificant in itself, yet as it traveled through the sky it produced thunderous sounds of destruction—space shattered along the way, rules collapsed, all obstacles were instantly smashed, unable to impede it in the slightest.

Terrifying mass brings terrifying speed!

At this moment, between the brow of the Great Sun Sword Child and the Yi Yuan Zhong water, some kind of connection appeared—certain to hit, arriving in an instant; the terrifying weight of a single drop condensing all the water of a world could pierce through everything and destroy everything.

The Rain Master stared with infinite hope, fixated on the Yi Yuan Zhong water droplet into which all his power had transformed.

"This counts as something new."

"Not bad."

Jiang Ding gazed at the ghostly blue water droplet and finally showed a smile.

The ancients said read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles; this saying has its reason. Even these mediocre divine beings, if killed in great numbers, still have value.

Specifically, how much value?

Clang!

The light of the Dharma-Destroying Sun floating in the sky converged, revealing a dim yellow flying sword; all strange phenomena merged into a single sword—no sword technique was displayed, only a single slash.

A streak of dim yellow sword light flashed and vanished, then returned, flying back to the brow of the blue-clothed youth.

All the strange phenomena vanished without a trace.

The Yi Yuan Zhong water droplet, condensed from all the water of a world, froze solid in the void.

The next moment, the ghostly blue water droplet collapsed, disintegrating into a flood like that of world-destruction, spreading throughout the entire Sea of Consciousness, obscuring everything; only after a long while did it dissipate, once again revealing the empty Sea of Consciousness.

In the center of the Sea of Consciousness, the Rain Master's expression was wooden.

"Despicable human slave!"

"Ant, this god curses you to die at the hands of a Divine Child and an Emperor Lord…"

The Rain Master was still unreconciled now, bearing the peculiar arrogance of a divine being.

If not for being harmed by the reincarnated split soul—actively absorbing this split soul, actively drawing the Human Race Sword Child's sword intent into his Sea of Consciousness—he would surely have had the power to resist, and would never have been unable to even send out a warning.

Jiang Ding watched coldly.

The words of the defeated, the words of the weak—what is there to care about?

The Rain Master's enormous pupils grew unbearably heavy.

He struggled desperately, constantly forcing his eyelids open, but in the end lost all his strength; his body collapsed and crashed to the ground.

The Heaven-Swallowing Toad struggled on the ground for a moment, then went still.

Under the precise severing of the Great Sun Immortal-Mortal Sword Intent and the Law-Severing Diaphragm, the Rain Master fell into a state of neither life nor death, a state that would persist until the Great Sun Sword Child no longer needed him as cover—at which point he would truly die.

The blue-robed youth walked slowly over, his foot stepping on the head of the Heaven-Swallowing Toad.

"Toad…"

"The Town-Mountain Heavenly King seems to be a black serpent? Looking over the journey, most of the divine-beasts are demon-kind creatures; human gods are extremely rare."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment: "In the ancient era it shouldn't have been like this. The human powerhouses of that time, though hardly good people—how much mercy they had was limited—still wouldn't have avoided human gods and deliberately created demon gods to govern heaven and earth."

"This shift should have happened after these divine-beasts betrayed."

"They are trying to completely sever themselves from the previous generation of human powerhouses."

Beneath his feet, the Heaven-Swallowing Toad's body gradually crumbled into countless motes of spiritual light, utterly buried within the Sea of Consciousness, yet still existing together with his body.

Jiang Ding looked toward the center of the Sea of Consciousness, his gaze falling on the Rain Master Divine Register conferred by the Heavenly Punishment Dao Court.

The Rain Master Divine Register remained normal, unchanged in any way, operating as usual, bestowing upon a divine-path deity the authority to manage rainfall across myriad worlds.

It's merely a wisp of intent from a divine-path Supreme; it's not even a Supreme's split soul—how hard could concealment be?

The current Great Sun Sword Child, among those beneath the Supreme, there are few beings qualified to match him; even if a Supreme's split soul came in person it might not be able to do anything, let alone a mere wisp of intent.

"Rainfall, the Heavenly Dao's authority… comprehending these things will be useful for this lord's swordsmanship."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

He released his control and once again sank into a deeper state of concealment.

……

Outside, the Rain Master Divine Palace.

The Rain Master stiffened for an instant, then laughed: "This incarnation's reincarnation emotions were a bit too strong. Come, Brother Wind, keep drinking, keep drinking—we mustn't waste such fine times!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Drink, drink!"

Wind Uncle noticed nothing amiss, laughing heartily, drinking wildly without pause.

The music of strings and flutes within the palace grew ever more melodious and pleasing to the ear.