Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 2127 - 2094: Death of the Thunder Sun Heaven Sword Master

Chapter 2127: Chapter 2094: Death of the Thunder Sun Heaven Sword Master

With a single sword strike, the world fell silent.

The crimson starry sky shattered along with many banners and the body of the Seven Kills Venerable, as fragile as paper, unable to muster any resistance.

"...Your... your Seven Kills..."

The life force of the Seven Kills Venerable was swiftly dissipating, his eyes wide with terror, uttering strange words.

All living beings who witnessed this scene were shaken.

The Seven Kills Venerable was defeated by someone on the Seven Kills Rules!

That sword swing weighed a thousand pounds with a mere four ounces.

That sword was incredibly sharp, incredibly precise, cutting in from the weakest point of the Seven Kills Heavenly Saber, breaking through all the cores in an instant, breaking through at least ten times the strength of the Seven Kills Venerable with a fraction of power, rendering disbelief.

This was clearly a newly-born Supreme battling an old Supreme!

Yet the result was completely reversed, leaving people perplexed.

"...In this world, how many talented and exceptional people there are..."

The Seven Kills Venerable sighed one last time.

Bang!

His body collapsed into a mass of spiritual light, and his final Divine Soul power turned into an invisible and intangible Netherworld Seven Arrows Nail, launching a soul-devouring strike with the last of his life force, hoping for mutual destruction with his opponent.

"Your battle spirit is commendable."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

The Netherworld Seven Arrows Nail, flying in from afar and invisible and intangible, froze in mid-air, then flickered for a moment before shattering entirely, proving even more inadequate in soul attack compared to the Seven Kills Banner.

Thus, the Supreme of the Seven Kills Immortal Palace, the Supreme who had gloriously shone for hundreds of thousands of years in the Perishing Immortal Realm, perished entirely in soul!

Killed by the sword of a newly ascended Human Race Supreme!

The only trace he left in the world was a dull spiritual light, a palm-sized jet-black banner, and then nothing more.

Even the life of a Supreme has an end.

Today was such a day.

In this world, all living beings, whether Taoist disciples or cultivators, or Supremes, all lowered their heads and bowed to this green-clothed youth, this new Human Race Supreme.

This new Sovereign of the Perishing Immortal Realm!

Except for one, the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Master.

Clang!

This aged and weathered swordsman, who had experienced many years, drew his sword, and said lightly, "I am Lei Yang."

Everything carried a natural harmony.

As if it should be so, born to be so.

Many years ago, when the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm was still the Thunder Sun Sword Sect, a swordsman named Lei Tian roamed looking for opponents to fight, with the sect elders cherishing him, teaching him, even sparing Spirit Stones from their own cultivation to aid his cultivation.

Because all Thunder Sun Sword Sect cultivators believed this swordsman would one day bring glory to the sect, leading the sect’s ancestral legacy to an even more illustrious future.

Time proved it was right.

The young Lei Tian became the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Master after numerous battles, countless opportunities, and overcoming hardships, the Thunder Sun Sword Sect transformed into the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm, and the old acquaintances of Thunder Sun became the most exalted beings in the Perishing Immortal Realm, the ancestral legacy of the Thunder Sun Sword Sect leaped to Immortal Sect Level, reaching the pinnacle of a branch in the Endless Starry Sky.

The ancestors of the Thunder Sun Sword Sect must be relieved in the afterlife.

As years passed, at this moment, the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Master seemed to have become that roaming swordsman Lei Tian again, once more drawing his sword before a formidable foe, his blood boiling, his Sword Soul heated and burning.

The Sword Soul of the Thunder Sun Sword Master was trembling with excitement.

The green-clothed youth before him was such a powerful sword cultivator!

He felt certain that if he could slay him, overcoming the Seven Tribulations would be effortless!

His keen Sword Dao instinct told him if he could defeat and slay him in this Holy Sword Fight, he would gain unimaginably great opportunities!

He had felt this in past sword fights, but never so strongly!

Thus, the Thunder Sun Sword Master drew his sword.

He did not see this as danger and hardship, but as an opportunity, a gift from the heavens, a blessing as he stood on the brink of old age and death, for the heaven to bring such a powerful sword cultivator before him,

What an honor?

Hence, this swordsman named Lei Tian drew his sword!

Clang!

Indeed, his opponent, that green-clothed youth, also drew his sword, without underestimating him, revealing a solemn expression, saying, "I am the Great Sun."

This Thunder Swordsman was no mediocre talent.

In the Perishing Immortal Realm, he was a pathfinder alone; had he been born in the Star Domain with complete inheritance, he might have had a chance to ascend as an Eighth-step Daoist, but circumstances limited his growth.

"Great Sun fellow cultivator,"

"I am old and frail, hence I have only one sword strike, please evaluate it, Fellow Daoist."

The Thunder Sun Sword Master said calmly.

This was part of the tactics, used to gain the upper hand, and he believed that his opponent would allow him to do so and wouldn’t strike first, which was a point he could exploit.

The opponent’s arrogance and desire for the Sword Dao could also be turned into a sharp sword in hand.

"Very well,"

"Please instruct me, Fellow Daoist."

As expected, the Great Sun Sword Master said this.

Clang!

The rule authority of the Thunder Path appeared behind this elder swordsman, a rule authority formed by countless lightning and thunders. Countless thunders gathered to form a terrifying image of a thunderous sun, radiating a terrifying aura of endless destruction and annihilation to all directions.

Thunder, the punishment and destruction of heaven and earth!

Since ancient times, Thunder Magical Cultivators have often claimed to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sword Cultivators in power.

This was not the brilliance of any one or several outstanding individuals but the brilliance of all cultivators on an entire path, indicating the fearsome nature of the Thunder Path.

Now, a Sword Cultivator who wielded thunder had emerged!

This Sword Cultivator’s body was densely covered in thunder patterns, flickering like cracks. As the Thunder Flying Sword continuously slashed out, the cracks on his body grew larger and larger. The Spirit within his Law Body was consumed at a terrifying speed, pouring entirely into the Flying Sword, encapsulating his lifelong Sword Dao Will in it.

Even his Sword Soul was collapsing, fully unleashing the destructive aspects of the Sword Soul.

Boom!

This sword, merging as one with the Thunder Sun of the rule authority, formed an ominous Destruction Thunder Sun, charging toward the green-clothed youth.

That destructive aura was terrifying to the extreme!

Within that destructive aura, there was surprisingly a birth of vitality!

At the instant a trace of vitality appeared, a terrifying pressure surpassing the Six Tribulations Venerable began to manifest between heaven and earth, causing this sword to undergo an earth-shattering transformation.

"This..."

The Heavenly Beast Venerable and Dan Tian Venerable shuddered.

This old friend, at the final moment, had peered into the supreme realm of the Seven Tribulation Venerable, stirring a wave of mixed emotions—bitterness and envy—in their hearts.

"Great Sun Fellow Cultivator!"

"This sword is named the Yang Extreme Thunder Sword!"

Thunder Sun Sword Master merged entirely with the sword, transforming into a Thunder Sword Light. Merging completely with his sword, he roared, "This sword was conceived in Extreme Yang Thunder, birthing Extreme Yin Thunder, Yang giving birth to Yin!"

"If I, with this sword, do not die,"

"I will surely advance to the Seven Tribulations!"

"I ask you, Fellow Daoist, to be very careful!"

His roar, his howl, transformed into a blinding, dazzlingly terrifying Sword Light, filling this whole starry sky, illuminating every corner.

"Well done..."

"Fellow Daoist."

Jiang Ding praised, moved by the Sword Dao Will of a swordsman, promising, "I will surely be cautious, exercising the utmost caution to face this sword of yours."

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword sang lightly.

Around the green-clothed youth, a vague image of a blade of grass appeared, further arising a scene of a galaxy painting. The Galaxy Painting emerged, and then collapsed.

The blade of grass and Galaxy Painting formed an obscure, formless Sword Light.

Grass Character Immortal Sword Scripture!

Over these millennia, the Grass Character Immortal Sword Scripture had transformed again, integrating the Destruction Dao into it, and the technology of the Destruction Membrane, nearly forming an impossibly sharp sword that could slice through all the ways and spirits of the world!

This sword appeared.

This sword sliced through the heavens and the Thunder Sword Light that Thunder Sun Sword Master had transformed into, slicing into the Thunder Sun Radiance formed by a Thunder Sword Dao elite’s lifetime Sword Dao wisdom, offering this Sword Cultivator utmost respect.

Then, the world fell silent.

Thunder Sun Sword Master and his Thunder Sun Radiance stood still in the sky, unmoving.

"You,"

"are not a Seven Tribulation Venerable..."

Thunder Sun Sword Master laughed and cried.

Boom!

The next moment, Thunder Sun Sword Master and his Thunder Sun Radiance collapsed, exploded, body shattered into pieces, completely destroyed, Divine Soul thoroughly dead, with not a trace of vitality remaining.

This Sword Cultivator, in the final moments of his life, grasped a piece of the essence of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy.

Alas, he died the instant he grasped it.

Only one dimmed Spiritual Light of the Thunder Flying Sword fell from the sky, deeply embedding itself into the earth, marking the last vestige of a peerless thunder elite of the Perishing Immortal Realm.