Chapter 684: Burning Everything Away, Just to Defeat the Great Sun Sword Disciple

Domain Sovereign?!

"Who are you?"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's heart jolted, and he spoke with extreme shock.

These various secrets were only known to him after he cultivated his nephew, the Blood Bone True Person, into the leader of the family faction, yet the person before him had blurted them out.

This made him feel a strong sense of unease.

Jiang Ding did not answer.

The Ten-Thousand-Magnetism Lei Yun was the formation used by his super warship; now arranged with sword- Dao methods, its might was equally extraordinary, with thunder clouds rolling and electromagnetic forces blooming, naturally suppressing all metal magical treasures.

The gray-fire long swords in the skeleton army's hands were constantly pulled by powerful alien forces, swaying left and right, causing the military formation to deform.

Beyond that, the nine flying swords split from the Taqing Flying Sword charged and slashed left and right within the Ten-Thousand-Magnetism Lei Yun, the explosive sounds of sword qi and thunder roaring continuously.

With every flash, large swathes of gray-fire skeleton long swords shattered and disintegrated, turning a whole army formation of gray-fire skeletons into powder, greatly reducing their momentum.

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's innate flying sword, the Flame Bone Sword, split into seven, attempting to pin down a bit with the help of the skeleton army, but it only brought shame upon itself.

Within just a few moves, the severed branch swords were cut off, and another fine sword mark appeared on the Flame Bone Sword; the intent of destruction adhered to it, making its spiritual light dimmer once more.

"Your skeletons are good, but the people are weak."

"I want to kill you faster."

Jiang Ding lost his patience.

Boom!

Countless Lei Chong Guang exploded within the Ten-Thousand-Magnetism Lei Yun formation, electromagnetic circuits flashed violently and spread, and boundless electromagnetic force and Lei Ting converged toward the blue-gold flying sword at the center, making it as brilliant as a divine spear of the Thunder Department Heavenly God.

Zzzz...

Amidst the crackling of currents filling the sky, within a grassland of dozens of kilometers, every weed and tree stood straight up.

"Cut!"

Jiang Ding's finger descended.

A Lei Ting long sword radiating ten thousand rays of light crashed down with a boom, judging all beings.

"Flame Bone Sword, go!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's soul nearly fled his body.

Terrifying crises of death kept exploding in his heart; in fear, he burned a drop of essence blood to restore the repeatedly damaged Flame Bone Sword.

With the aid of the essence blood, a gray-white flame suddenly surged on its sword body, taking the shape of a vortex and generating immense attractive forces.

Seeing this, the surrounding gray-fire skeletons all let go of the bone swords in their hands.

One by one, the gray-fire bone swords flew out like meteors, surged into the vortex of the Flame Bone Sword, then flew out again; the aura of each bone sword became several degrees more pure, and together with the main sword, the Flame Bone Sword, they formed a massive momentum that was perfectly unified.

"Ten Thousand Bones Sword Art!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun shouted fiercely.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, the Flame Bone Sword, which Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun had refined for most of his life, led the way, followed closely by ten thousand gray-fire bone swords; the bone fire that burned the soul and incinerated the body shot up to the sky, and over two hundred sword intents followed behind.

The sky suddenly turned into an ocean of flames; the intent of the Burning Bone Sword filled the space between heaven and earth, even blocking out the light of the Great Sun.

Ten Thousand Bones Sword Art!

This was the sword technique created by Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun over nearly a thousand years of cultivation, the sum total of his lifelong sword Dao experience, which had slain Nascent Soul True Persons of the Zhengmo Alliance many times on the battlefield.

He was called by the Zhengmo Alliance: Liuzhi Liuzhi Laomo!

"Not bad, now you are more like it."

Jiang Ding nodded, granting approval: "The previous way of using the impure and messy army formation sword intent was too crude; it could only bluff those who are outsiders to the sword Dao among cultivators, and was of little use."

"Only thus are you fit to die beneath my sword."

Boom!

The Taqing Flying Sword, gathering the power of the entire Ten-Thousand-Magnetism Lei Yun formation, did not dodge or evade; with brilliant Lei Chong Guang, it rushed at the group of ten thousand bone swords at the utmost speed of sword qi and thunder sound, determined to break the enemy head-on, unwilling to engage in any roundabout entanglement.

At the instant the two collided.

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun stared intently at that blue-gold flying sword and his own Flame Bone Sword.

Boom!

Lei Chong Guang exploded, and the gray fire scattered.

"Pah!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun suddenly spat out a huge mouthful of fresh blood, his body recoiled backward, and he looked up at the sky in panic.

Azure Lei Ting flashed, drowning the sea of stars formed by the ten thousand bone swords like waves; one by one, the bone swords shattered and were destroyed under the thunder, falling as powder like white ash, with not even a shred of possibility for revival.

Ding!

Then, a sharp sound of metal tearing was heard; the mid-grade Infant Treasure Flame Bone Sword was struck hard by the Taqing Flying Sword on its sword body, forcibly driven more than halfway into the sword body.

This mid-grade Infant Treasure flying sword was almost cut into two pieces!

The innate flying sword was severely injured!

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was likewise greatly affected; meridians in his body were torn in many places, his divine soul was in turmoil, his head throbbed as if it would split, his magic power was in chaos, and his aura plummeted like a cliff.

"Flee!"

"This is the Qingse Jianzong's territory; I still have a chance!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was terrified; with no thought of healing his wounds, he suddenly burned essence blood and fled madly toward the distance.

As long as he could escape tens of thousands of li!

Once he found a Nascent Soul of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, no matter what concealment secret arts were used, they would be useless; a large number of Nascent Souls would rise up to attack and surround-kill him, and no matter how strong the opponent was, it would be of no use.

"Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, if it is only this, you are going to die."

Jiang Ding's voice came from the distance.

His finger pointed to the sky, and the Great Clarity Flying Sword followed, soaring toward the sun as if to merge into the true Great Sun itself.

"Sword, one."

Boom!

Within a seventy-kilometer radius, the heaven-and-earth spiritual qi grew restless; the heavenly light dimmed, and all sunbeams converged on the flying sword, flowing in endlessly to merge within it, as boundless heaven-and-earth spiritual qi gathered.

In an instant, a Great Sun appeared in the sky!

She scattered endless rays of the Great Sun across the earth, containing the terrifying will to extinguish magic, annihilate spiritual qi, and forbid techniques; wherever the light reached, heaven-and-earth spiritual qi froze, lost its vitality, and returned to the inert state of the world's dawn.

Beneath the Great Sun's radiance, the dozens-of-kilometers-wide Burning Bone Sword Domain vanished in an instant, ceasing to exist.

"Great Sun... Great Sun!"

"Great Sun!"

"No, impossible!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun roared in terror.

He could not believe what stood before him!

Yet, wave after wave of the terrible omen of death surged forth, bone-chilling and seeping deep into his soul, shattering all illusions.

"Great Sun!"

"Great Sun Sword Disciple!"

"How can you appear in this world!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun screamed in despair.

He did not choose to beg for mercy like Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

He knew more.

As recorded in the sect's scriptures, all Great Sun Sword Disciples harbor no mercy, forgive no enemies, and pave the Wang Zuo of the Sword Dao with blood.

Moreover, he was digging up the very foundation of the Great Sun Sword Dao!

There could be no forgiveness whatsoever!

"No, I still have a chance."

"He has not yet grown; he is still in a youthful state."

In a brief instant, Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun calmed down; he stopped, no longer fleeing wildly, for he knew it was useless, abandoning all illusions.

"I have not yet lost!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun roared, steeling his heart, and activated the Elder Bo Ming secret technique.

Instantly,

his aura suddenly became wildly ferocious; black qi crisscrossed his face in streaks, his eyes turned mad and chaotic, his skin cracked in lines, revealing clusters of bright flesh and ash-fire within.

Sword Demon Disintegration Great Art!

A life-forcing secret technique within the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, burning one's own magic power and flesh for a final strike.

In a brief instant, Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's momentum surged several times over, vaguely touching the limit of the Nascent Soul mid-stage, breaking through toward the next realm.

"Not enough!"

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun bellowed low, opened his mouth wide, and fiercely inhaled toward his own life-flying sword, Flame Bone Sword, which was nearly split in two before him.

Amid countless wretched wails, one by one living souls, one by one sword intents—Fire Dao sword intent, Water Dao sword intent, and the newly absorbed Blood Bone sword intent, and so on—more than two hundred living souls surged into his mouth, were swallowed utterly, and merged with him into one.

Crack!

In an instant, the former limit was broken.

Nascent Soul late-stage!

At this moment, Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was clearly radiating the aura of the Nascent Soul late-stage!

Though his aura was unstable, chaotic and wild, young, old, and tender faces constantly flickered on his face, striving to break free, as if they would self-detonate at any moment.

But at this moment, he possessed the power of the Nascent Soul late-stage!

In any realm, the late-stage can be called a Great Cultivator, whose strength far exceeds that of early- and mid-stage cultivators!

"You are very good..."

Jiang Ding's expression was Solemn.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill you..."

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's eyes were chaotic and mad.

He slowly drew a seven-colored giant sword containing hundreds of sword intents; his voice overlapped in layers, as if a thousand or a hundred people spoke at once.

"Kill you, and I can live!"

He roared.

"Can live!!!"

The seven-colored giant sword, facing the destructive Great Sun in the sky, surged forth in a life-forcing strike!

"Descend!"

At the same time, Jiang Ding said coldly.

Boom!

The destructive Great Sun, long poised, descended from the heavens; the void dissolved silently, heaven, earth, sun, and moon lost their light, and the will to break and forbid techniques ruled between heaven and earth.

It crashed down upon the seven-colored giant on the earth!

The seven-colored giant likewise swung the giant sword in his hand; hundreds of sword intents burned themselves, chaotic and wild, striking toward the Great Sun, seeking to slay the heavens and regain new life.

Boom!

The Destructive Great Sun cracked open; endless high heat and endless waves of destruction-erasing power spread out.

A massive mushroom cloud rose from the spot!

The ground instantly turned to glass and lava; within a range of dozens of kilometers, all grass, trees, and animals were reduced to ash.

Moments later, all light dissipated.

Ding!

The Taiqing Flying Sword's light dimmed; it was forcibly knocked back, curling back on itself, its aura dropping by a large margin.

Jiang Ding's expression was complex as he looked down at the seven-colored giant.

"Hahaha..."

"... I have won. This True Person has won... hahaha..."

The seven-colored giant laughed wildly.

Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's face was smiling, the face of the Blood Bone True Person was also smiling, and hundreds of faces—old, young, and tender—were all laughing madly.

"The Great Sun Sword Disciple is nothing more than this!"

"Nothing more than this!"

"This True Person has won..."

The voice gradually grew faint.

The aura gradually dissipated.

In the span of a single breath, the laughing seven-colored giant's body collapsed bit by bit, turning to ash; the Flame Bone Sword, which served as the core of the seven-colored giant sword, had long since shattered into countless fine powders and no longer existed.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword flashed with sword light, slashed into the seven-colored giant's core, and swept up a translucent, nearly dissipated Nascent Soul from the impending destruction of the core, preserving its faint life force, and brought it before Jiang Ding.

Complete.

Sir, may I have some tickets?

They are about to expire; if you don't give them, they will be wasted.

(End of this chapter)