Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Gray flames of chaos descended from above, landing on the ground, each flame harboring the terrifying power of the Reverse Five Elements, dissolving any object or creature it touched silently, returning them to their origin, becoming clumps of attribute-less Qi.

This is the Spirit Qi Fire of the Immortal Device Sect.

Unstoppable, unhindrable, everything in heaven and earth under the power of the Reverse Five Elements must eventually return to its original form.

“Light!”

Jiang Ding said softly.

Buzz!

The Taiqing Flying Sword transformed into an endless star map, radiating brilliance, the light and Sword Intent from countless sources in the mother universe shining forth, projecting toward the sky and all around, colliding with the pervasive Spirit Qi Fire, annihilating each other.

This is the Light of Destruction from the Soulless Universe.

This is the Spirit Qi Fire that destroys everything on the Immortal Path.

Both sides clashed, battling, mutually returning to formlessness.

This process continued for a very long time until most of the stellar sunlight faded, the surrounding Spirit Qi Fire gradually disappeared, and everything was depleted.

Crack!

A crack appeared in the gray sky.

This crack rapidly expanded, spreading across the whole sky, reaching into infinite realms, and with a crashing sound, the entire Reverse Five Elements Celestial Demon Refining Furnace shattered completely.

Light reappeared.

Returned once more to the Heavenly Craft Star Chain World Cluster, as stars shone in all directions.

The entire flesh of the Immortal Device Child and his foundation, the Reverse Five Elements Celestial Demon Refining Furnace, were completely ruined. The person had utterly declared failure, with no chance of victory anymore.

Is the Taoist disciple of the Immortal Artifact Sect, the Immortal Device Child, dead?

Mingguang Zi and others held their breath, watching this grand battlefield.

This day would be an important day for the transformation of the Great Sun Swordsmanship, a day to be remembered in the immortal path’s history, even across the Endless Starry Sky.

“Are you dead?”

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

His voice was silent, and the Materialist Sun Sword Intent spread everywhere.

Under the reflection of this Materialist Sun Sword Intent, a hazy phantom appeared, shapeless without a Divine Soul, merely a series of intricate spiritual runes frantically shuttling through the Heavenly Dao Rules Net, madly fleeing outside the Heavenly Craft Star Chain World Cluster, unwilling to remain on this battlefield any longer.

He ignored everything, cared about nothing; the future of the sect and race no longer concerned him.

“Escaping now is futile.”

Jiang Ding spoke indifferently.

Clang!

The Material Sun Sword Soul unsheathed, merging with Taiqing Flying Sword, and the myriad star light scroll, becoming a light aiming to pursue the Divine Soul of the Immortal Device Child along the path of the Heavenly Dao Rules.

One chased, one fled, one chased, one fled.

It was clear that the speed of the Material Sun Sword Soul far exceeded that of the Immortal Device Child’s Divine Soul; having a body makes a big difference compared to not having one.

In just a moment,

The Divine Soul of the Immortal Device Child was caught; the sharp killing intent of the sword could freeze anyone!

“The Supreme of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm won’t necessarily protect you to death!”

“Kill me, and you will surely die!”

The Immortal Device Child said venomously.

But it was useless, completely futile.

On the verge of death, the Immortal Device Child gritted his teeth, abruptly turned back, giving up his escape beyond the Heavenly Craft Star Chain World Cluster, and instead burned his Divine Soul, frantically diving into a black hole drawn by mana techniques.

Within this hole, the sound of chanting was endless, and incense fire lingered.

“You can’t escape!”

Jiang Ding said coldly.

Regardless of the unknown and dangers here, he would never give up on his prey!

The Material Sun Sword Soul burst forth with even more terrifying speed, plunging into this suddenly emerged black hole, passing through layers of spatial mist, entering a brand new space.

Here, endless time and history flowed.

Three statues of Taoists with terrifying and majestic auras stood, surrounded by swirling incense, deep and solemn.

Jiang Ding paused in his steps.

“Ancestor Master!”

“I pay respects to the Ancestor Master!”