Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Although his Light of Yuanmagnet was not yet at the level of divine light, he was confident it could even trap the Flying Swords of a dozen or so foundation-building cultivators for a moment!

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Whoosh!

The hazy light of Yuanmagnet was pierced in an instant under the Sword Intent of Destruction!

The ubiquitous force of Yuanmagnet’s repulsion and attraction didn’t cause the sword to deviate at all, circling around the massive Yuanmagnet mountains and piercing through Ou Daocheng’s forehead.

”Such a treacherous person.”

Jiang Ding glanced at the tiny gold needle almost piercing into his eye, which then suddenly dissipated.

Not only that, in the distance, the spiritual light on the twelve small Yuanmagnet mountains went out simultaneously, shrinking back to the size of fists, and like their masters’ corpses, they fell, splashing into the water one after another.

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”Truly worthy of being a Dari Swordsman!”

Inside the Tai Xu Illusion Square, someone sighed, ”When it comes to proficiency in melee combat, Xianmen has yet to catch up to them.”

”Sword Intent, this sort of specialized structure of the Divine Soul, is completely unreasonable.”

”Hey, hey!”

Seeing someone badmouthing a classmate of his own class, Hua Bing, as class representative, immediately felt a sense of responsibility, and retorted, ”You are wrong, the emergence of Jiang Ding signifies that Xianmen’s exploration in this area is deepening, and it may even surpass the now-destroyed Great Sun Sword Pavilion in the future.”

”That’s difficult. The sword is something that requires dedication, an absolute passion. Xianmen has always regarded melee weapons merely as a hobby for cultivating one’s sentiments, which makes it tough to reach such a level.”

”Just look at that guy…”

This person looked as though he scored high on cultural tests, pursing his lips, ”From the moment he appeared, he’s never left his sword for an instant; he has the makings of a true sword fanatic.”

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Xiandu, Dinghai town, distant hail.

”I’ve seen plenty of these sword fanatics.”

The blond-haired man sneered, ”I bet that this person has had a special fondness for swords since he was a child. If he had been born inside any minor realm of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, even without a Spiritual Root, he would have risen quickly.”

”Senior, don’t harbor that unfounded hostility anymore!”

”It must be an actual citizen of Xianmen. No old freak would be so foolish as to expose themselves to the scrutiny of so many cultivators.”

Immortal Dinghai spoke listlessly.

The investigation results from the Central Array Spirit Computer had come out, clearly informing the two that this was indeed a citizen of Xianmen.

”Even so…”

Blondie remained silent.

”Senior, maybe we could consider it this way.”

Immortal Dinghai thought for a moment and said, ”Among the outer realm Immortal Sects there’s a concept of Destiny, like the Destiny of Immortal Path for a place, the Destiny of Sword Dao for another. Perhaps it’s because we destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion that the Sword Dao destiny now belongs to our Xianmen.”

”All these are confused doctrines of fortune-tellers, which exist in the Cultivation World amidst many unknowns, with many cultivators forcibly attaching explanations. You shouldn’t heed such superstitions.”

The blond-haired man shook his head.

”Even the superstitions from the feudal era of Xianmen could temporarily answer some questions back then.”

Immortal Dinghai suddenly brightened up, pointing to the screen, ”Here it comes, right? Is this also a coincidence?”

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Whoosh!

An azure sword-light slashed through, carrying the meaning of annihilating everything, and a square-faced youth spat blood onto the sea surface.

”Your name is Xu Si?”

Jiang Ding asked, very interested.

The reason he didn’t kill him at first sight was that the square-faced youth had also touched upon the edge of Sword Intent, and traces of Yin Attribute Will appeared between the flights of his Flying Sword, freezing the Divine Soul.

Of course, it was weak.

In terms of combat power, he was far inferior to Nascent Soul true disciples like Xu Jianian and Ou Daocheng. He had made it into the top ten only due to good luck, and he was likely to fall soon.

”Thank you for the guidance!”

Xu Si said with gratitude all over his face.

He was not worthy of withstanding a strike of Sword Intent.

Honestly facing a sword from a Sword Dao prodigy, he gained more understanding of his Yin Attribute Sword Intent.

”No need for formalities.”

A sword then pierced through his throat.

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