Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

At the instant the bird-headed man appeared, Jiang Ding felt a chill in his heart, almost immediately initiating his backup strategic retreat plan.

Heavenly Monarch!

This is the goddamn breath of a Heavenly Monarch!

Anyone else might have been mistaken, but he took lessons from Yuanshang every year, how could he possibly be wrong?

It was a demon race Heavenly Monarch, one who could use his physical body to directly shatter the void—a demon race Heavenly Monarch!

But then, again...

"Kill!"

Jiang Ding let out a low shout.

"Sword Nine·Yang!"

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated with a hum, whistling as it absorbed the endless Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, the sword-light hazy and splitting, with the sound of the golden crow's cry spreading in all directions.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly,

Nine Great Suns soared into the sky, their dazzling halos spreading across heaven and earth.

Nine Great Suns appeared in the sky!

The halo of the nine suns, one after another, shone down, and within dozens of square miles of the Beast Spirit Immortal City, the land wailed, streams evaporated, the earth cracked, the grasslands turned yellow in an instant, and with each breath, they turned to char.

A moment later, even the char ignited, turning into a sheet of sparks covering the ground.

Sword Nine·Yang!

This swordsmanship, which Jiang Ding had deduced over a hundred years, was still in its early form and had many flaws, such as the absence of Law-Breaking intent and only the extreme destructive high temperature.

In this moment of life and death, he instinctively used it.

"Go!"

Jiang Ding forcefully pointed his finger.

Demon race Heavenly Monarch!

For someone like him, a Magic Cultivation variant of Sword Cultivator with frail defenses, a mere brush against it would turn him into a mist of blood and death, a touch from the enemy's heavy troops would mean his demise, he absolutely couldn't let it get close.

Boom!

The nine Great Suns thundered forth, aligning in a row, as if it were the ancient era of world creation, nine suns in the sky, piercing the heavens in succession, destroying the earliest life to restart a realm.

Under the destructive Great Sun, space twisted.

Through the hazy air, a bird-headed demon wielding the Square Sky Halberd burst through the space, not even glancing around, raising the Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd high.

In that instant,

Jiang Ding suddenly felt a heavy pressure descending upon him like a mountain, and looking around, he only saw his perspective rapidly retracting, constantly shrinking.

The surrounding clouds, mountains, trees, and grasslands suddenly became immensely vast, and straining his neck to look up, he could only see stalks of grass towering like mountains.

"Space is shrinking..."

Jiang Ding was startled.

This was the effect of a Great Expert's space-shrinking technique applied to him, making him experience a sensation that seemed like an illusion yet wasn't.

But once dead, it would undoubtedly become reality!

"This, this is not reality!"

"A mere Beast Spirit Immortal City, could it actually wield Divinity Transformation in battle?"

Jiang Ding roared.

"Fall!"

In an instant, Divine Sense and mana surged into the Taiqing Flying Sword, the speed of the nine Great Suns skyrocketed, their halos becoming hotter, quickly covering everything, slamming into the bird-headed demon.

The first Great Sun collided with the demon's body.

Boom!

The Great Sun detonated, an infinite light and heat bursting forth, a terrifying explosion occurring between heaven and earth, the Formation Method surrounding the Beast Spirit Immortal City was affected, dimming a large area.

The lands outside the Immortal City suffered even more, with many multicolored patches appearing, magma spilling everywhere, with life extinguished.

The light dimmed slightly.

Jiang Ding intently watched in front of him.

A bird-headed demon of several-dozen-zhang in height staggered back several miles, its body charred, emitting smoke, with the Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd in hand red-hot like an iron brand, obviously it had used it to block the first Great Sun's attack.

Around him, the bizarre phenomenon of shrinking space vanished.

"Insects... ants!"

"You're doing quite well!"

Jiang Ding enunciated each word coldly, fiercely cold, spitting out a few words through his teeth: "Just a whiff of Divinity Transformation, and it reveals its true form after one move."

"You dare call me an ant."

"Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to scare me?"

He was furious.

This bird-headed demon, at best a drop of Heavenly Monarch's blood, was using the Formation Method to display only a fraction of its capabilities, and yet it dared to make him shiver with fear, forcing him to reveal all his ultimate swordsmanship trump cards, planning just to delay it for a moment to immediately flee.

Yet unexpectedly,

It was burst with a poke!

"Insects..."

The bird-headed demon's eyes were black and red, seemingly lacking any intelligence, yet once again it shattered the space, swinging out the Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd.

The perspective around the enemy changed rapidly, a mere weed growing to the sky, let alone this halberd, a Treasure heavier than mountains and seas.

"Good."

Jiang Ding's expression turned ice-cold, his finger falling hard.

Boom!

The second Great Sun fell, shattering the space-shrinking perspective, the Scorching Sun bursting out, blasting the bird-headed demon until its feathers were charred and its body carbonized, constantly reviving with the continuous support from the great Formation Method of the Beast Spirit Immortal City.

"Insects..."

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The bird-headed demon couldn't even utter the second word, as the third, fourth, fifth...

The eighth Great Sun!

One Great Sun after another fell, each blast making heaven and earth shine for a moment, the surface of the land vaporizing into glass, rock and soil melting into lakes of magma, bubbles rising.

With each hit, the bird-headed demon was forced back several miles, its body turning into a glowing red char.

Before it had the chance to recover, a series of brilliant Great Suns came one after the other, smashing the glowing red char again, revealing the new flesh body within.

Then, it was blasted into char once more, repeating the cycle.

Again and again.

And once again.

The pieces of char became smaller, the speed of revival not nearly keeping up with the rate of destruction, and by the time the eighth Great Sun struck, only a fist-sized lump of char remained.