Chapter 2293: Unprecedentedly Powerful Great Army

Jiang Ding quietly looked at the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor.

He looked for a long time.

From him, he vaguely saw many familiar figures; objectively speaking, this was indeed the most orthodox successor of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the one whose will most closely resembled that of the first Great Sun Sword Lord.

"Long time no see, Bright Light."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

"Long time no see, Sword Lord."

The Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor bowed again.

He knew that the Sword Lord was speaking to him as the founding ancestor of this lineage, to the previous generation's Great Sun Dayan Dayan Jianzi, Bright Light Son, and after many tens of thousands of years, the Sword Emperor of the Bright Light lineage had reappeared.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha... hahaha... Little Bright Light, come here quickly!"

Around the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal Maiden, a friendly figure like sunlight appeared, arms akimbo, laughing wildly as she beckoned the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor with a crooked finger, as if calling a small animal.

Little Bright Light?

The observing Dao Ting cultivators felt their hearts jump.

The distant gaze turned cold.

"Greetings, Senior Yue."

The Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor ran over like a child, panting, giving full emotional value, and deliberately bent over, placing his head under that sunny figure's hand.

"Hahaha!"

"You little brat, hahaha, hehehe, not in vain my many years of teaching."

Yue hehehehaha, she vigorously rubbed the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor's head, turning it into a bird's nest.

What she said was not false.

Unlike her coldness toward the Yin lineage sword cultivators like Yu Qianzi, Yue paid close attention to any inheritor of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, teaching them, providing resources, then coldly throwing them into battlefield slaughter.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion's prosperity these years was due to her major contribution as the one stationed at the Great Sun Tianchi.

Yes, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is in a period of great prosperity!

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion has never been completely destroyed; as long as the Great Sun Tianchi exists, darkness remains, and more importantly, the Great Sun Dayan Dayan Jianzi exists—this sect is too evil, destroying the sect and killing the Sword Lord cannot eradicate this inheritance.

For these millions of years, the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor has been Yue's finest masterpiece!

The Great Sun Yang Mang Sword Emperor and many other sword masters are also like that, but none are as important to Yue as the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor, because for Yue, her heart's Great Sun Sword Pavilion carries more meaning, and the Bright Light lineage, representing the most orthodox inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, undoubtedly received her most attention.

"Hehehe."

"Yuan Xiaozi, are you happy now?"

Yue suddenly looked toward Yuan with extreme recklessness, the provocative meaning extremely obvious.

Her relationship with the Immortal Sect governors has always been bad, beyond doubt; the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was destroyed by Yuan back then, he is the reviver of the Immortal Sect.

Of course, there is no hatred.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion was destroyed on the battlefield, which is an honor for sword cultivators; to hold hatred would be shameful.

Only, Yue cannot help but feel unwilling.

Now, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion has given birth to a Sword Emperor.

She believes the Sword Pavilion has surpassed the current Immortal Sect for the first time, which makes her heart stir with excitement, knowing that the spirit of the Great Sun Tianchi can directly command any cultivator under the Great Sun Sword Lord, and the Great Sun Bright Light Sword Emperor is equivalent to her subordinate.

For a moment she felt a bit light-headed.

"Haha,"

"Of course, happy."

Yuan smiled gently.

"Hehe."

Yue similarly said with a fleshless smile.

In this starry sky, an invisible cold, deep killing intent seemed to have appeared.

Jiang Ding slightly narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Dayan Dayan Jianzi,"

"Do you feel anything wrong?"

Yue turned her head, looking at the blue-clad youth.

This is the Great Sun Dayan Dayan Jianzi she has accompanied for millions of years; the two understand each other deeply.

She is testing, feeling uneasy.

No matter what, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion always holds an absolute position in the heart of the Great Sun Tianchi spirit; she is loyal to the Great Sun Dayan Dayan Jianzi as a living being.

Before the Human Emperor dies, will the Sword Pavilion be purged?

Jiang Ding did not answer.

But a voice simultaneously appeared in the hearts of Yue and Yuan.

"The long-term interests of the Immortal Sect will, and will forever forever be in first place, this point cannot be shaken."

"And the Sword Dao is my self."

"Between these two, a balance will form; a mere Sword Emperor should not represent the Great Sun Sword Pavilion."

"The Great Sun Sword Pavilion is me!"

Jiang Ding stared at Yue with some coldness, this elder whom he greatly respected: "Yue, you have made a mistake; the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is with me, not with anyone else."

"Even if I personally slaughter all Great Sun sword cultivators, the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion suffers no damage."

"Do not interfere with my decisions."

Threads of icy words seeped into the marrow, as if freezing time.

Yue pouted, showing no fear at all.

Yuan felt a slight relaxation in his heart.

This is what it means to be a citizen nurtured by the immortal sect from childhood, not a disciple of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, which he never was.

Such words appeared for a moment and then vanished, unknown to everyone.

Boom—

Boom—boom—

The Nine Tribulations Lightning Tribulations appeared one after another.

Under the watchful eyes of many cultivators, the Seven Slaughter Quasi-Emperor and the Heavenly Dao Quasi-Emperor successively underwent tribulation, clashing amidst the lightning, their sword Dao will blossoming in death, condensing their own immortal bodies, leaping toward the ultimate higher realm without regret.

Finally, everyone heard a sigh.

A Dao sword shattered into dust, leaving only a cracked fragment bouncing out.

"Heavenly Dao Quasi-Emperor, passed away."

Many Quasi-Emperors sighed softly.

The path to becoming an emperor is like this—even if one step away from the gate, it ends in illusion.

At the same time, amidst a spray of blood light and a wave of icy killing intent, a cold, ruthless sword intent rose like an abyss, the blood river crisscrossing the starry sky, nearly freezing the blood of the Quasi-Emperors.

Another new Sword Emperor was born.

"This seat is Seven Slaughter,"

"Pay respects to the Sword Lord!"

The Seven Slaughter Sword Emperor wore a blood-red robe, his face pale yet handsome, expression gloomy and fierce, as he knelt on one knee before the youth in green robes, fully expressing his loyalty.

Despite his utmost effort to express loyalty, the gloomy chill in his voice could not be concealed.

Many Dao Court cultivators revealed expressions of utmost envy.

The Seven Slaughter Divine Dynasty, worthy of having endured multiple immortal dynasties without falling, actually succeeded in giving birth to its own realm cultivator in this era.

"Not bad."

"Seven Slaughter, Seven Slaughter, you truly live up to the name—you have not dishonored the name of your predecessors."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

After the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal Maiden truly earned the title of true immortal maiden, the first to dare reach out to the young true immortal maiden was the previous generation's Seven Slaughter Sword Lord of the Seven Slaughter Divine Dynasty.

This represents greed, the awakening of a sword cultivator.

And coincidentally, not only do they possess greed and awakening, the cultivators of the Seven Slaughter path have truly achieved it—this is excellent.

The final advancement of the sword cultivator thus concludes.

Four Sword Dao Quasi-Emperors advanced, three succeeded, one died.

The Supreme Great Sun Dao Court instantly gained three Nine Tribulations Supreme combat powers, its military might surging manifold.

The myriad clans' heavenly army, from this moment on, became like ants.

(End of chapter)