Chapter 964: The Orthodox Great Sun Sword Cultivator Is Emerging

Jiang Ding cast the final spell formula.

Hum!

A formation appeared, with poisonous mist rising and spreading in all directions, vaguely manifesting the phenomenon of green wood forming a forest, covering thousands of kilometers around the Sacred Mountain of Gu, and massive formation fluctuations emerged.

Only after a long time did it gradually dissipate.

The Great Array of Ten Thousand Poisonous Wood Swords!

This was an array Jiang Ding had adapted to local conditions, modifying the incomplete array of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect using the inheritance of the Immortal Sect in his mind; it maintained a consistent style, barely possessing the strength of a Fifth-Rank Lower Grade, capable of fighting a Soul Transformation Early Stage cultivator without falling behind.

Its greatest advantage was saving money; it had no other merits.

"It's a bit fragile; a Soul Transformation Mid Stage cultivator could break through it head-on in a short time..."

Jiang Ding scratched his head.

"Should I set up a hidden super teleportation array in the shadows to move troops from the shadows?"

"Forget it, let's wait until the World-Setting Array is built."

"Once the World-Setting Array is deployed, the entire world can be regarded as a massive composite array, possessing huge geographical advantages and a tremendous edge in Soul Transformation-level battles; which Soul Transformation cultivator would dare infiltrate my Minor Thousand Worlds? I could kill them instantly..."

Jiang Ding fell into reverie.

"As for the World-Setting Array, the Star-Setting Array possessed by the Immortal Sect is a Level One inheritance, not open to non-citizens."

"This World-Setting Array is also massive in scale; although the array placements are simple, their numbers are enormous. If I did it alone, it would take about several decades, and I alone would have to handle the later maintenance."

"This won't do."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment, and an array appeared in his mind.

"The Great Sun World-Setting Array."

It was an inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion; the Immortal Sect had captured it, and the Great Sun Sword Disciple's Nascent Soul inheritance also contained parts of it. In terms of effect, it was even a notch stronger than the Immortal Sect's World-Setting Array, but the materials and inheritance did not match, it could not mutually amplify with the Immortal Sect's military arrays, and various components were incompatible.

However, the Great Sun World-Setting Array had one advantage.

It was effective for sword cultivators' combat power, cultivation, and the birth of sword cultivator talents; it was a comprehensive amplification, a strategic-level array of the Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu, with an extremely high security clearance, rarely transmitted externally.

"Let's go with this; the supporting array artifacts can be specially commissioned from the Immortal Sect."

Jiang Ding whispered in his heart: "This world has traces of Immortals; the Immortal Sect's presence should not be exposed if it can be avoided."

"My outermost alias is Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, the next layer down is the Great Sun Sword Pavilion inheritance; in the future, I'll add a few more layers of aliases, stack various causality techniques to obscure everything, and let time pass like the sea turning into mulberry fields."

"This way, it should be stable enough."

"After all, I'm not a troublemaker who defies heaven and earth; I've always been stable, low-key, kind to others, and endure when possible; if I can't endure, I'll immediately silence the source and flee far away, basically never causing a major

disaster."

Hum!

In the interval of thought, the super teleportation array within the Great Array of Ten Thousand Poisonous Wood Swords opened, and figures of brilliant, scorching light emerged one by one; various sword intents rose, ten thousand Great Sun halos circled them, and an extremely obvious military array Soul Transformation pressure spread outward.

"Sword Disciple!"

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Lie Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and others stood solemnly.

The Great Sun Sword Division has arrived.

Of the three armies of Tushan, the Hun Yuan Fa Tian Division, with the largest number of people, was stationed in the Northern Plains and Western Desert; the remaining Tushan Maidens Division and the Great Sun Sword Division were responsible for sweeping the four directions, because they had the fewest people, consumed the least spirit stones for teleportation, and offered the best cost-performance ratio.

"Go sweep the Southern Border; the standard is the same as before, to escort and protect the various reforms of the Zheng Sect."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"Yes!"

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun and other sword cultivators bowed with clasped hands.

There were no formalities; the hundred thousand sword path cultivators flew out decisively and cleanly, their killing intent surging, with no concealment whatsoever.

They were only responsible for killing humans, demons, insects, and the hair gods of incense.

They killed according to the standards of Tushan Law, leaving not a single one alive; they ignored everything else, as that was the business of other cultivators.

The Great Sun Sword Division was an extremely pure combat organization.

The Tushan Maidens Division, besides combat, handled various matters for Jiang Ding: administration, supervision, developing agriculture, developing the artifact-refining industry, the pill-refining industry; they were all-rounders, composite talents.

The Hun Yuan Fa Tian Division was even more so; composed of a vast number of spell cultivators, combat was simply their secondary duty, their military service.

The primary duties of spell cultivators were alchemists, artifact refiners, talisman masters, array masters, spirit plant masters, spirit beast masters, gu masters... and so on; almost every spell cultivator had one of the hundred arts of cultivation at their side.

The Great Sun Sword Division was different.

They stubbornly refused to cultivate any of the hundred arts of cultivation; aside from sharpening swords and practicing swordsmanship, they only killed humans and demons.

There was nothing else.

Everything needed was taken from the sword.

This was not because the sword cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Division were special or spoiled by favor; rather, in the myriad worlds of the heavens, almost all sword cultivators were like this.

Such specialization, combined with the Great Sun Sword Pavilion inheritance and the existence of the Great Sun Sword Disciple, meant the number of true sword cultivators in the Great Sun Sword Division kept increasing; currently, the number of cultivators who had comprehended sword intent had reached over five thousand.

Almost one in every twenty sword path cultivators; sword intent cultivators, once rare to see, called geniuses by the outside world, were everywhere here.

It was estimated that in another few hundred years, with sword path talents from the entire Minor Thousand World gathering here, plus the efficient cultivation of sword cultivators by the Great Sun Sword Pavilion inheritance, there would be no problem for the number of sword intent cultivators in the Great Sun Sword Division to break through the tens of thousands.

The Great Sun Sword Division, rising late but surpassing the early, gradually became the strongest force beneath the Sword Disciple of Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting.

Jiang Ding gazed at the horizon.

The hundred thousand sword cultivators scattered in all directions; they split into two, two into four, four into infinity.

They did not act collectively; they scattered individually in all directions, forming cultivator camps commanded by Nascent Soul cultivators, and without stopping, continued to subdivide, forming formations commanded by Jin Dan cultivators, even showing a trend of subdividing further into individuals.

The hundred thousand sword path cultivators dispersed; the massive military array gradually vanished, each taking charge of a direction, a region's cleansing and slaughter work.

This completely violated the military principle of 'relying on strength to bully the weak, and using numbers to oppress the few.'

If someone in the Tushan Maidens Division dared to do this, they would be severely punished immediately; repeated offenses would directly lead to imprisonment, which was only to be expected.

But in the Great Sun Sword Division, this was the norm.

Their battle's outcome is not the most important thing; the process is what matters most.

Without a mandatory order from above, or if they encounter an enemy at the Soul Transformation stage, they will not gather to face the foe with a military formation; instead, they will fight one-on-one.

One person draws his sword, sweeps across all directions, and slays his enemies.

Some cultivators of the Great Sun Long Sword Prefecture died; others successfully slew enemies along the way, ultimately achieving breakthroughs in sword intent and sword techniques.

Some defeated their enemies but gained nothing, fell into depression for a time, then continued to seek the next enemy.

All of this is ordinary; nothing is certain.

If a cultivator of the Great Sun Long Sword Prefecture in this direction dies, the officers of his unit will calmly dispatch a stronger one, repeating this cycle until it has occurred nine times.

Only after confirming that cultivators of the same realm and lower realms cannot slay the opponent will they reluctantly gather a military formation to surround and kill him.

This is not military bullying, nor settling personal scores under the guise of public duty.

Because the officers also have their own paths in the sword Dao, the same path as their subordinates; apart from assigning cultivators to go forth or gathering to surround and kill a powerful foe, there will be no interaction between them.

They all walk alone across the lands of the Southern Border, facing alone the powerful figures among the human and demon races who need to be eliminated.

Except for their superior officers, no one knows whether they are dead or still alive; such things happen every moment.

In times of peace, sweeping up remaining enemies.

Under this fighting style, such combat missions to rake up military merit have forced upon them a terrifying casualty rate of over fifty percent!