Chapter 678: Slashing the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator

"Dharma Cultivation?"

"You have walked the path of merging Dharma Cultivation and Sword Cultivation; do you think yourself very clever, taking the strengths of both, invincible under heaven?"

Seeing this, Jiang Ding let out a light chuckle.

With the aid of two Infant Treasures, the Pigeon-Wing Flying Sword could finally stand on equal footing with the Taqing Flying Sword.

If the sword technique falls short, then pile on force, pile on more force, until the gap brought by the sword technique is filled, and surpassed!

"Naturally so."

"This Ancestor is a great talent appearing once in ten thousand years."

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's expression remained calm; he did not waver at all due to the other's words, his Dao-heart firm: "After I kill you, I will use your soul and bones to refine another treasure again. When my cultivation advances further, I will leave the Liu Dao Sect and establish a power named the Poison Sword Gate."

"One day, the Poison Sword Gate may not fail to surpass the Great Sun Sword Sect, enduring through the ages."

He spoke these words coldly, without the slightest wavering; for this, slaughtering hundreds of millions and betraying everyone was merely a breeze brushing the face, of no concern whatsoever.

"You are good, very good."

"A Sword Cultivator should be just like this; Sword Intent is supreme, Will is king."

Jiang Ding did not mock again; instead, he nodded with considerable approval: "Where Sword Intent reaches, heaven and earth, all sentient beings, all things, and time can all become swords; what are mere a few treasures?"

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was stunned.

In his heart, there was even a feeling of meeting a kindred spirit, a sensation of tears welling up in his eyes.

How many years has it been?

Every time he told friends and fellow Daoists his thoughts, his path—that a Sword Cultivator does not necessarily have to walk a single road of Sword Intent and Sword Technique to the end.

Since this path cannot be walked, what if one changes to another path, adds another path?

It is a pity,

No one agreed, not even the evil demons of the Liu Dao Sect.

They held prejudices, believing a Sword Cultivator was exactly as they imagined, accepting no change.

"I will leave you a whole corpse."

A hint of friendliness appeared in Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's gaze as he spoke thus.

"Hahaha..."

"What fine ambition."

Jiang Ding laughed heartily: "Then let me see if you truly possess a Sword Dao Will that matches your Sword Dao path,

or if you are simply escaping and fearing the hardships and tempering of the Sword Dao, artificially fabricating a theory to deceive yourself, until finally even you believe it."

"Come, let us see!"

Clang!

The Taqing Flying Sword let out a light hum; the Annihilation Sword Intent spread in all directions, rising straight to the starry sea, connecting with the starlight above and the magnificent Great Sun.

All around grew dark.

Within a radius of tens of kilometers, the boundless light of the Great Sun converged here, converged upon this blue-gold Flying Sword, swallowing vast quantities of the Great Sun's light.

The surrounding Pigeon-Poison Sword Domain instantly turned to ash and vanished under the scorching light, collapsing completely.

Under the support of the two mid-grade Infant Treasures, the shield and the long banner, the six ancient poisonous pigeons whose momentum had surged greatly let out a shriek; unable to withstand such high temperatures, they retreated frantically.

"What sword technique is this? What Flying Sword?"

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's expression changed drastically; he retreated repeatedly as his innate Flying Sword transmitted to him a terrified thought of encountering a natural enemy.

But merely retreating, how could that be easy?

No matter where one goes, no matter where one is, the Great Sun's light shines entirely upon the body, shines upon the soul; no matter how one hides, it is useless.

The Great Sun?

Such a Great Sun?!

In his heart, a faint possibility surfaced, yet it was too incredible, unable to break through the bonds of reason to truly surge into his mind.

"This is my sword technique."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "Rudely created, due to shallow wisdom and limited talent, repeatedly broken by others, denounced as ugly and unfit for the great hall, my heart was very depressed."

This was the truth.

It was so with Yu Yu Qianzi that time, and so with the Great Sun-Extinguishing Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun that time.

Each time more miserable than the last.

"Therefore,"

"I have made some progress; please, Daoist friend, offer some instruction. Its name is,"

Jiang Ding seemed to ask expectantly.

"Sword One."

Boom!

After swallowing the endless light of the Great Sun, a Great Sun appeared in the void, shining boundless scorching sword light in all directions, infinite and boundless, filling the entire field of vision, obscuring the entire sky.

Under the light of the Sun Sword Dao,

a radius of tens of kilometers instantly became a realm of blazing fire; grass and trees turned to charcoal, streams evaporated and dried up, livestock and animals fell dead.

The entire Pigeon-Poison Sword Domain of tens of kilometers let out a mournful cry, collapsing completely, losing the Nascent Soul cultivator's control over the spiritual energy within the domain.

Instantly, strength dropped significantly.

This was the progress born from being beaten for so long!

It was also the harvest born from nearly being beaten to death by the Great Sun-Extinguishing Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun.

The Annihilation Sword Intent and Sword One began to merge; the Sun light began to manifest effects of annihilation and magic suppression, enough to destroy a Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun's domain in a single breath, severing the extra arm gained after advancing to Nascent Soul.

"Sword One..."

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun felt boundless terror rise within his heart.

In that instant, the sword domain vanished completely; he felt as though he had returned to his Jin Dan days, weak and helpless, no longer able to command and control the spiritual energy of the earth and sky across tens of kilometers with a single thought, left at the mercy of higher-stage cultivators.

All around, there was nothing but scorching heat and the will of destruction and law-annihilation, permeating every corner; no matter how he dodged, escape was impossible, and he could only watch as his magic power and divine sense were rapidly eroded.

"Fall."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Boom!

The entire heavens and earth suddenly blazed with light; like a supernova explosion, boundless radiance filled the space between sky and earth, rendering both sight and divine sense useless, with blinding light everywhere that could not be looked upon directly.

The sun fell from the sky!

A world-destroying heavenly calamity descended, judging all sword cultivators who defied the will of the Great Sun!

Destroying all noises that should not exist!

"Great Sun!"

"This is the Great Sun!"

Surrounded by a life-and-death crisis so icy it reached the extreme, Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's body trembled, his soul trembled, his reason was swept away, and a thought that had always lurked deep in his heart finally surfaced; he cried out in a broken voice:

"Sword Disciple!"

"Great Sun Sword Disciple!"

"No! Impossible! How could this world give birth to a Great Sun Sword Disciple! He said it himself with his own mouth that this world could never give birth to a Great Sun Sword Disciple!"

"Sword Disciple, spare my life, I was wrong..."

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun trembled in terror, begging for mercy continuously, showing no decisiveness born of a thousand years of slaughter; his reason was collapsing, making him even worse than swordsmen among mortals.

Great Sun Sword Disciple!

This was the god of countless Great Sun sword cultivators, existing in their hearts like a thought-steel seal.

There was no response.

The destructive Great Sun crashed down with a boom!

Without any pause, a terrifying will locked onto his soul; there was no escape.

Under the brilliant sun, the youth in green robes had a calm expression, gazing lightly, as if nothing in heaven and earth could shake him even slightly, even if all things died.

"Kill!"

"So what if he is the Great Sun Sword Disciple? Wasn't he lost under the hands of our ancestors!"

Upon meeting the gaze of that youth in green robes, Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun shivered, awakening from the instinctive terror of a Great Sun sword cultivator, and roared.

Great Sun Sword Disciple!

This was someone even an entire sect's betrayal could not stop from slaughtering; utterly pure and extreme, how could he have even a shred of compassion?

"Burn!"

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun roared; as if facing a higher-stage cultivator, in an instant he burned all the essence blood of his body. Poisonous fire rose, turning into rolling thick smoke that surged into the Jiu Yi Sword, into the mid-grade Nascent Soul treasure shield and long banner, seeking to gamble life and death in this desperate situation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Having received the entire essence blood of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the green poisonous light of the Jiu Yi Sword surged greatly; the momentum of the six flying swords forming the ancient poisonous dove doubled and exploded upward, with scales, feathers, pupils, and sharp claws all appearing in minute detail.

As if an ancient poisonous beast had awakened, a wild and violent aura spread outward, actually forcibly extinguishing a patch of Great Sun light and recreating a small patch of Jiu Poison Sword Domain.

Screech!

"Kill!"

"Kill the Great Sun Sword Disciple, and I will be the new Great Sun Sword Disciple!"

Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun roared, merging his body with the ancient poisonous dove, completely casting aside his entire physical form, allowing it to be devoured, transforming into the poisonous fire that melts space atop the ancient poisonous dove's crown, charging toward the Great Sun in the sky with desperate killing intent, living toward death.

The destructive Great Sun descended!

Boom!

At the moment the ancient poisonous dove contacted the destructive Great Sun, a terrifying explosion occurred; space was torn apart again and again, melted away again and again, revealing the deep void beyond the realm within.

The cold from beyond the domain rolled in, enough to freeze billions of living beings, yet it was shattered completely under the destructive Great Sun, and the space could not heal for a long time.

After a short while, everything vanished into thin air.

The Taiqing Flying Sword's light remained as before.

The ancient poisonous dove's body turned to ash inch by inch, not a trace of spiritual light remaining; cracks appeared on the surface of the Jiu Yi Sword, the innate flying sword refined by the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator for nearly a thousand years; it snapped with a crack, its fragments gray and white, not a trace of spiritual nature remaining, worse than common iron, infinitely fragile.

A mid-grade Nascent Soul treasure dares to block head-on? It must die too!

"Yin Jiu, are you dead?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, looking at the Jiu Yi Sword.

Crack!

The entire Jiu Yi Sword shattered completely; amidst the fragments filling the sky, only a small piece the size of a thumb retained a trace of spiritual light. On it, a Nascent Soul the size of a palm revealed an expression of terror and dread; the fighting will reaching the heavens was gone.

He did not dare utter a single harsh word; using his extremely high spatial affinity, he vanished instantly.

"You cannot escape..."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword chimed lightly and likewise vanished into space, possessing a spatial affinity even more terrifying than that of a typical cultivator's Nascent Soul.

This is a sword that slays Nascent Souls!

Don't scold me yet.

I will finish writing, no matter how many chapters; I'm going to eat now.

(End of this chapter)