Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Sword duels do not permit the use of external objects.”

Taiyin Swordsman Yu Qianzi carried a longsword, and she walked out gritting her teeth in anger.

She still looked the same, dressed in a moon-white fairy skirt, stunningly beautiful, with hair cascading down like a waterfall. Indeed, she had advanced to the middle Jindan stage and stabilized it impressively.

Her small face was full of irritation.

”Warships are not considered external objects,” Jiang Ding stated indifferently.

This was fundamental, and he couldn’t allow others to reject it, for it would truly unsettle his Dao Heart.

He believed so himself and would not allow others to talk nonsense, to invert right and wrong, to disregard facts.

”Not external objects?!” Yu Qianzi was so angry she wanted to laugh, suppressing her rage as she said, ”Throughout history, among the swordsmen of both the inner and outer realms, who would carry a mechanical behemoth of a ship as their sword sheath?”

”Have you ever heard of such a thing?”

”Can you honestly touch your heart and say that this is really a sword sheath?”

She gazed into the eyes of the person before her.

”The warship is the sword sheath,” Jiang Ding declared without any hesitation.

”Fine, fine, fine...” Yu Qianzi took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently. She had never seen such a shameless individual.

”Don’t be smug,” she said.

”Then I can also use an external object!”

Yu Qianzi pointed to the fifth-order Void Treasure, the Guanghan Palace, behind her, threatening, ”With one strike from it, you’ll lose your life. Leave now, and I can still spare you. Taiyin Swordsmen have always been known for their magnanimity throughout history. I won’t seek revenge afterward.”

Fifth-order Void Treasure!

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng’s expressions changed slightly.

They didn’t trust the outer sect swordsmen one bit and were always on guard.

”Suit yourself,” Jiang Ding said, unconcerned and not worried.

In equal-level swordsmanship duels, using an external object could cause catastrophic damage to a sword cultivator’s Sword Heart, effectively denying the sword in their hand and losing trust in it, causing the treasured sword to gather dust.

This might actually be beneficial for the Xianmen Sect.

It was the Swordsman’s own actions that shattered their Sword Heart, without any external force from the Xianmen Sect.

As for danger?

There was none, at least not within the Xianmen Sect.

”You—”

Yu Qianzi was at a loss for words.

At this moment, she truly began to loathe the swordsmanship traditions she had been indoctrinated with since childhood.

Reliant on nothing but their swords, casting aside all external aids!

While forging sharp blades, it also imposed many limitations.

”You’re on a heretical path, troubles will arise sooner or later,” she said.

Yu Qianzi took a deep breath, dispelling the distractions in her mind, and returned to a tranquil state, like a still lake.

Clang!

She drew her snow-white sword, and the clear sound of the sword’s chime, carrying the domineering and ice-cold Taiyin Sword Intent, spread all around, freezing everything in its path, incredibly sharp, incredibly cold, and incredibly illusory – the domination of the Sword Dao by the Divine Soul.

”The previous generation Taiyin Swordsman is dead.”

”My name is Taiyin.”

Yu Qianzi, holding her sword, bowed slightly and calmly said, ”Your Excellency, please enlighten me.”

Jiang Ding was momentarily taken aback.

Compared to the records in the ”Great Sun Sword Sutra,” Yu Qianzi’s dueling etiquette seemed much more polite and humble. Clearly, she was from an educated and well-cultured family.

Not like the ”Great Sun Sword Sutra,” where it was almost like pointing at one’s nose and saying, come and get your death.

He had thought all sword Dao sects were like that.

”Good!”

Jiang Ding slashed out with his sword.

Boom!

The sword released, and the weather changed.

The heavens and earth rumbled, the Spiritual Energy from within tens of kilometers converged under the command of the Destruction Sword Will, gathering under the sword, radiating brilliant light and heat.

From a distance, a dazzling sun seemed to descend from the sky, and hundreds of Golden Pills would be extinguished in one strike, a truly terrifying sight.

”A Taoist disciple...”

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng took a sharp breath.

Once again, they witnessed the power of a Nine Great Immortal Sects Taozi – no wonder they could hold back the Immortal Sects for thousands of years, preventing them from expanding East.