Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Humiliation in public?

Is it humiliating just because the Six Dao Saint wasn't killed?

Heaven Transformation Immortal's face was overcast with gloom, but he put aside his anger for the moment, simply waved his large sleeve, and scooped the weak Six Dao Saint into his hands. Divine Sense surged into him.

It was then that he discovered that the injuries of the Six Dao Saint were uncommonly severe, with many meridians and flesh crushed to bits, barely one breath away from death.

What was puzzling was why he had not perished – it would have taken but a casual strike from a Qi Practitioner.

"This aura..."

Quickly, the demeanor of Heaven Transformation Immortal drastically changed.

His Divine Sense explored among the mangled meridians and flesh, finding no trace of the scorching and sharpness of the Great Sun Sword Sect, but instead an abundance of infinitesimally fine golden threads, deeply hidden within the meridians and bones, lacking any foreign aura.

As if... these fine metal threads were originally grown within the flesh and bones themselves, not from the outside world.

"Ancestors!"

"This is the work of an ancestor!!"

Heaven Transformation Immortal could no longer restrain his emotions and exclaimed in shock.

These were undoubtedly injuries from Golden Causality, the magic signature of the invincible being from ten thousand years ago, the common ancestor of the twenty-eight families of the Northern Plains, Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch!

There was no mistake; the methods of an invincible being couldn't possibly be imitated by anyone.

Could it be that the Saint Heir's failure, his close brush with death, wasn't due to the Scorching Sun Swordsman, but due to him disregarding the prohibitions and venturing into the Ancestor Temple?

Was there any gain?

"Save him!"

Heaven Transformation Immortal immediately stopped hesitating, took out his own Nascent Soul Stage life-saving Elixir, stuffed it into the Six Dao Saint's mouth, and helped dissolve it with his mana, spreading it throughout the body. Pure medicinal power diffused.

Almost instantly, the shattered meridians and flesh wriggled like worms, expelling impure blood, pressing out broken bones, but most importantly, expelling thread after thread of the tiny metal filaments, mixed with blackened flesh and blood flowing out from the split skin.

"There's still a residue, and too much of it, it can't be restored..."

Heaven Transformation Immortal swept over with his Divine Sense, inwardly shocked but not surprised. His Divine Sense and mana poured into the Six Dao Saint's body, forcibly creating several meridians and divine soul powers in his divine soul and flesh, bridging his divine soul and Elixir Field, bypassing the damaged meridians and skeleton, to restore the Six Dao Saint's consciousness as quickly as possible.

"Pain! Pain!..."

The Six Dao Saint, groggy, opened his eyes, and upon seeing Heaven Transformation Immortal's face, he shed any pretense of subservience, revealing a bone-deep resentment that no waters could wash away.

"Tushan!"

"Tushan Sword Cultivator! Uncle, he got the Ancestor's Golden Emperor Map!"

The Six Dao Saint roared until his just healed throat burst open again, flesh rolled, and fresh blood poured down.

Meanwhile, the Scorching Sun Swordsman hesitated out of some inexplicable awe and obedience, saying, "Master Uncle, an old monster by the name of Tushan somehow sent an outside incarnation to sneak into the sacred ground of the Luoxu Clan and stole the Golden Emperor Map left behind by Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch."

Clang!

A violent ringing of swords exploded.

"Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch's Golden Emperor Map!"

True Master Void Square's Flying Sword left his body, his expression electric: "The fortune that Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch obtained ten thousand years ago, the very same Golden Emperor Map the Swordsman also relentlessly sought?"

"Exactly!"

"I still bear its hidden wound in my body, merely suppressing it with mana. I won't be able to hold on much longer..."

The Scorching Sun Swordsman quickly stated.

"Tushan?"

"Tushan!"

True Master Void Square and Heaven Transformation Immortal roared in unison, their mid-stage Nascent Soul Divine Sense fully unfurled, meticulously scanning every corner within several tens of kilometers, not overlooking a single detail, no longer ignoring anything.

Divine Crow Immortal also gave up chasing after other Golden Pill Monks, fully revealing the true form of the Hei Clan's Divine Crow, a majestic jet-black Heavenly Crow with a golden flame atop its head, and spread its wings a hundred zhang wide, eclipsing the sun.

"Here!"

Almost simultaneously, three Nascent Soul Stage Divine Senses all turned towards one spot.

In the latter half of the escaping Golden Pill Monks, shielded by the Luoxu Order, not as conspicuous as those in the front, nor as eye-catching as the last ones, easily overlooked with just a bit of inattention.

Under the immense pressure of Nascent Soul Stage Divine Sense, some Concealment magic shattered, revealing a plain-faced young man within, looking at them.

"Greetings, the three of you,"

Jiang Ding held the sword hilt and nodded slightly.

"Die!"

"Hand over the Golden Emperor Map!"

Without any superfluous words, Heaven Transformation Immortal from the Liudao Sect, True Master Void Square from the Great Sun Sword Sect, and the Divine Crow Immortal jointly charged forth.

Evil shadows loomed sinisterly, the Reincarnation never-ending, the majestic Sword-light blazed brilliantly, the black wings of the Divine Crow darkened the skies, and the killing intent from the three Nascent Souls froze even space itself.

Jiang Ding remained unmoved, his expression calm, seemingly completely unaware that he was being besieged by Nascent Soul Monks.

"Tushan, you're going to die,"

the Six Dao Saint said with a mocking laugh, full of gratified malice.

No matter how poised a mere Golden Pill Peak cultivator, what good would it do?

"No!"

The Six Dao Saint cried out in great terror.

On his skin, on his forehead, within his meridians, dense azure sword patterns suddenly emerged, twisting and squirming, voraciously extracting his blood and flesh, mana, and Divine Sense, solidifying into an azure Sword Talisman.

The moment this Sword Talisman appeared, a terrifying domain of spirit-breaking and law-destroying unfurled in all directions, affecting spiritual energy particles, causing them to stagnate and alter, leading to the collapse of magic.

The Nascent Soul Monks' domains were even more in disarray, fragmented and incomplete.

"Sword Talisman?"

"What kind of domain is this?!"

The Divine Crow Immortal's expression changed drastically.

Within this near law-destroying domain, the actual presence of the Divine Crow with its wings spread a hundred yards, obscuring the sky, flickered uncertainly—a matter worthy of contemplation, let alone other concerns.

"Uncle-Master!"

The Scorching Sun Swordsman cried out in shock and fear.

An azure Sword Talisman also surfaced on his body, buried within his blood and meridians, which then erupted neither too quickly nor too slowly, transforming into a strike that cleaved through the domain and headed towards True Master Void Square.

"Swordsman?"

True Master Void Square showed a struggling look, caught in a dilemma.

He saw clearly, this Talisman Sword was terribly powerful, yet it lurked inside the Scorching Sun Swordsman's body, acting neither too hastily nor too slowly, clearly threatening with the Swordsman's life.

Asking,

whether to risk the certain death of the Scorching Sun Swordsman to intervene?

"Uncle from the Heaven Transformation clan, save me!"

The Six Dao Saint shouted in panic.

During the battle of Nascent Souls, judgement was made in the blink of an eye.

"Despicable and shameless!"

"The Great Sun Sword Sect will surely scour the Northern Plains, to slay you!"

True Master Void Square stomped his foot in fury, cursing loudly, and controlled the Flying Sword that had already been cast to return, confronting the Talisman Sword that was slashing towards him, and allocated most of his power to protect the Scorching Sun Swordsman, lest the aftermath pulverize him.

The Golden Emperor Map was valuable, but it was not an Immortal Technique, merely the enlightenment of the Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch from past years; it still could not compare to the life of his nephew.

On the other side, the Heaven Transformation Immortal made his choice without much hesitation, shielded the Six Dao Saint with a portion of his power, fulfilling the basic formality, then, not caring about the Saint's life and death, he swung his Sky Ghost Legal Saber, cutting through space and vanished in an instant.

"Crow Thousand Feathers!"

The Divine Crow Immortal, flustered by the destruction domain, grew ruthless. The Divine Crow spread its wings which could cloak the sky, unleashing thousands of domain attacks that tore through space, engulfing the youth ahead.

Jiang Ding grasped the sword hilt, yet he closed his eyes.

With only two Nascent Soul level Talisman Swords released, he no longer had any strength to retaliate or interfere with the battle of Nascent Souls even slightly.

He could only wait for the outcome of life or death.

"You two, should die."

A faint voice, from a distant place, after who knows how long, reached the ears of Divine Crow Immortal and Heaven Transformation Immortal.

"This…"

The Heaven Transformation Immortal was startled, looking towards a certain void.

A cyan-robed Cultivator with an indistinct face, stood hundreds of yards away, quietly watching them, with a thin space rift between his fingers, extending to who knows where.

The Heaven Transformation Immortal felt a chill in his heart, instinctively following the jet-black space rift to look, it tore through his Sky Ghost Legal Domain, extending, continuing, reaching his own palm.

The right palm, silently severed from the wrist.

"Ah!"

The Heaven Transformation Immortal shouted in agony.

Most malevolent and fierce, the sword qi of spirit-breaking and law-destroying surged crazily into his meridians via the broken wrist, turning everything into dust along the way, rapidly spreading towards his body and Divine Soul.

A vast amount of Nascent Soul stage mana surged forth, confronting the Destruction Sword Qi, chasing and blocking it, just barely managing to defend against it and push it back quickly, as specks of azure Sword-light fell from the broken wrist into the sky, piercing into the earth and creating endless abysses.

"Mid-stage of Nascent Soul…"

Seeing this, Jiang Ding sighed softly.

After painstaking planning, lying in wait for so long, with layer upon layer of constraints, he still could not severely wound him, only causing minor injury.

Zheng!

A crisp sound of a sword cry resonated.

Under the horrified gazes of the three Nascent Soul Monks, an Azure Flying Sword returned from the void, repelling the Divine Crow with a hundred yards wing span several miles away, with booming noises rumbling incessantly in the void.

"Gentlemen, until we meet again."

Jiang Ding merged with the Taiqing Flying Sword as one, blinked beside his clone, scooped it up, then blinked again, with an outburst of azure luminescence, completely vanishing from sight.

At this moment,

The Heaven Transformation Immortal was hindered by his injuries, True Master Void Square was treating the Scorching Sun Swordsman, and the Divine Crow Immortal was hesitating on what to do,

Unable to stop him, they watched helplessly as he disappeared.