Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

“The Swordsman inherits the sword fortune of the Nine Spirits Realm and even more Domains over tens of thousands of years.”

“This is the fortune and destiny of the Great Sun Swordsmanship.”

Yue’s voice rose: “My Swordsman is naturally suited for the Sword Dao, sentimental yet emotionless, with high comprehension and strong will. Even if the Eastern Devil School has no Sword Dao legacy, he would find his own way on the Sword Dao path.”

“The Sword Dao and the Swordsman fulfill each other.”

“Without the Great Sun Swordsmanship, there would be no Swordsman. Without the Swordsman, there would be no Great Sun Swordsmanship today, maybe millions or tens of millions of years later, at a time of complete change, another peerless elite would again pick up, propagate, and renew the legacy of the Great Sun Ancestor Master.”

“Both rely on each other, inseparably.”

“Without the Great Sun Swordsmanship, how could there be the Swordsman today?”

“Heh heh,”

“that unworthy little punk, just a clown.”

Yue mocked: “The seventeenth generation Great Sun Sword Master Xi Yuan died, perished in the siege, perished due to carelessness, perished because of arrogance. The Great Sun Swordsman at that time, Zhong Guangzi, also died, besieged and killed by millions of cultivators from the Nine Great Immortal Sects.”

“And the entire Sword Pavilion’s millions of disciples also died, not one left.”

“Did we ever say anything about this?”

“Did we ever say it was unfair?”

“Did we ever mention luck and chance? Did we ever talk about resentment?”

“All of these, we did not.”

“Victory is victory, defeat is defeat. Sword Cultivators use the strong as opportunities, falling to the hand of the strong, if not strong enough, that’s the very nature of Heavenly Reason, why resent heaven and others?”

“Hahaha!”

“Always mumbling and whining, being disgraceful!”

Yue laughed loudly, deliberately making her laughter echo in Sun Destroying True Venerable’s ears, laughing heartily, repeatedly poking and slashing at his wounds with salt.

“You, this foul woman…”

The Sun Destroying True Venerable suddenly turned, killing intent was aghast, his gaze blood-red.

“Oh?”

“Void Refining Ant, what are you saying?”

Yue’s killing intent was equally profound.

Both observed coldly.

Both desired to strangle each other, ensuring the destruction of Divine Souls, never to be reborn.

However, neither acted, as if carefully balanced on the edge.

The two did nothing.

But the Sun Destroying True Venerable was restricted from military command, unable to take any action.

In contrast, Yue was forbidden from giving orders, unable to truly attack but could only provoke with words, hoping the Sun Destroying True Venerable would lose his reason and attack the Heavenly Tribulation voluntarily.

From within the Heavenly Tribulation came a slight sigh.

“Yue, you don’t seem much like a sword cultivator.”

“Sword Cultivators, die in the glory of Sword Fights, that’s dying on the path of seeking the Dao, why hold grudges?”

“Thus it is…”

Yue’s voice sounded very low.

“Senior Sun Extinguisher.”

“Power, without good or evil, should not be biased in mind. This is not the spirit of the Xianmen Sect’s constitution.”

Jiang Ding advised, with a slight warning.

This old friend, the Senior Sun Extinguisher, was now silent, his blood-red gaze unspoken.

Boom!

Instantly, the sixth wave of Destruction Heavenly Tribulation boomed down.

The dark clouds within a million kilometers gathered to their limit.

A massive three-dimensional Thunder Tai Chi Diagram was formed, poised to descend, enveloping the green-clothed youth.