Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

His Material Sun Sword Soul surveyed all directions, handling the refining of multiple materials simultaneously, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, everything seemed orderly and not arduous.

This all seemed closely related to the First Realm of Sword Dao’s ‘Sword-light Diversification,’ a capability honed by experience.

Orderly inheritance is just so convenient.

Moreover, long-term participation in Immortal Research and the refinement and development of new materials also honed Jiang Ding’s abilities in this aspect, very beneficial for the cultivation of the “Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique”.

This orderly sword refining unknowingly continued for several years.

Nearly a million kinds of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures mixed with dozens of Refining Void Stage Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, under the assistance of a quasi-seventh-order great formation, were carefully smelted to form a thin layer of dark golden film, covering the blazing white three-foot Taiqing Flying Sword.

Within the dark golden film, countless runes emerged and disappeared; rules and restriction runes embossed into the sword body, the refining speed compared to before had increased practically fivefold, sixfold, even tenfold!

Not only was the speed increased.

As the rules and restriction runes emerged, the material of the Taiqing Flying Sword was also undergoing slow but fundamental immense changes, starting to transcend the limits of sixth-order Inheritance Divine Gold Taiqing Divine Iron, advancing to another level.

This intense and fundamental change quickly affected Jiang Ding, the Sword Master.

“Pain…”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Soul twisted in pain.

Flying sword and person, becoming one and the same!

As the Taiqing Flying Sword underwent qualitative change, his Divine Soul was also experiencing subtle qualitative changes, like being thrown into a blender, brutally shattered, then finely recombined, with no regard for the fragility of the Divine Soul.

Jiang Ding was like a piece of steel repeatedly folded, constantly on the brink of breaking apart.

Even more terrifying was, during this violent Divine Soul slow qualitative change process, part of his Divine Soul particles underwent qualitative change while the majority remained as before.

This triggered tremendous conflict and disharmony, the Sword Soul no longer flawless, countless gaps appeared in an instant.

Underneath these numerous gaps and in the terrifying pain, Jiang Ding’s internal demons emerged instantly.

He saw all sorts of illusions, murderous intent raging like ocean waves, craving to slaughter all under heaven, annihilate all living beings, ultimately committing suicide to end it all, to no longer suffer pain.

This blazing heat, these innumerable illusions, this pain, it was enough to drive one mad!

At this moment, a person surfaced in Jiang Ding’s mind.

It was a girl in a moon-white fairy skirt, with a long sword at her waist, dancing under the moon, magnificently radiant, exuding a deadly allure, like a pool of clear spring, washing away a thousand sorrows with a single drink.

Taiyin Sword Disciple!

“She’s now at the Green Wood Immortal Sect in the Nine Spirit Realm, and if I use the teleportation formation, I could arrive in just a few days…”

Jiang Ding murmured.

Instinctively, he knew where the Taiyin Sword Disciple was, and at this time his instinctual sense was greatly heightened, even forming a sense of causality connection.

“However,”

“These are merely so.”

The frantic pain on Jiang Ding’s face gradually subsided, hidden within the Lake of Heart, no longer manifesting externally, his gaze cold as ice: “A good sword comes from honing, plum flowers blossom in the chill.”

“Balance, yin-yang harmony, this is not the path of sword sharpening.”

“A mere case of qi deviation, solitary yang disorder, I’ve been adapting to this for five thousand years, it’s nothing more, like a gentle breeze…”

In Jiang Ding’s heart, the beautiful image of the girl in the moon-white fairy skirt collapsed instantly, replaced by a majestic Thunder Sword Cultivator.

This Sword Cultivator possessed infinite charm, making people yearn for him.

“Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch, an Inheriting Disciple of Near Immortal Level power.”

“If you need a peer to hone your sword, I shall provide.”

“Do not disappoint me, if you’re too weak, I’ll go chat with the Heavenly Sword Sword Son, the Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Disciple…”