Great Sun Sword Son Descends Upon Beast Spirit Immortal City

The instant that bird-headed humanoid appeared, Jiang Ding felt a chill run through his heart. He nearly activated his backup strategic retreat plan at once and fled at top speed.

Heavenly Monarch!

This was the aura of a fucking Heavenly Monarch!

Never mind anyone else—he attended classes with Yuan every year. How could he possibly mistake it?

And it was a Demon Race Heavenly Monarch, one capable of directly smashing through the void with its fleshly body!

But then...

"Kill!"

Amid that overwhelming threat, Jiang Ding gave a low shout.

"Sword Nine: Sun!"

Clang!

The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword hummed and trembled. As it whistled through the air, it devoured endless Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. Its sword light split hazily apart, while the cries of Golden Crows resounded in every direction.

Rumble!

All of a sudden,

Nine Great Suns rose into the sky, their dazzling halos spreading across heaven and earth.

Nine suns appeared in the sky!

Layer upon layer, nine halos of sunlight shone down. The land within dozens of miles around Beast Spirit Immortal City wailed in agony. Streams evaporated, the earth cracked dry, and grasslands yellowed in an instant before turning to charcoal within a few breaths.

Moments later, even the charcoal ignited, turning into clusters of sparks that carpeted the earth.

Sword Nine: Sun!

This was the embryonic sword art Jiang Ding had deduced for over a hundred years. It still possessed many flaws. For example, the intent to shatter and extinguish laws had yet to fuse into it; it contained only the ultimate destructive heat.

At this moment between life and death, he had used it on instinct.

"Go!"

Jiang Ding stabbed a finger forward.

A Demon Race Heavenly Monarch!

To a frail sword cultivator like him, a mutated breed of Dharma cultivator,