"Solidify Miniature Domain."
"Its function is quite simple."
Jiang Ding closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, immediately understanding what this thing, born out of the combination of Taiqing Spirit Iron, Magic Arts-Breaking Immortal Gold, and the breakthrough of Small Success Sword Intention, was.
it was to sever the Nascent Soul Domain that Nascent Soul Monks relied on to suppress lower-ranking cultivators and control all the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi within their range!
This Miniature Sword Domain could slash through it!
All-around enhancement of strength!
All these would take too long to explain, but in reality, after over a hundred years of continuous refining and a solid foundation, the process of forging the sword and making the breakthrough took no more than the time of two or three breaths to complete.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.
The authority of Thunder Punishment had been stolen, the will of the heavens was furious, the clouds of tribulation dark as ink, and strands of electric snakes roamed, amassing the Heavenly Might in an extremely short time.
A terrifying pressure descended.
This was a force powerful enough to destroy Nascent Souls, intended to completely erase the blasphemer of the heavenly authority.
Jiang Ding looked up, his gaze fixed on the Heavenly Tribulation in the sky, his words succinct and to the point.
Before the eyes of the petrified Nascent Soul Monks, a vaguely cyan-purple thunderbolt fell from the sky, and before its sharpness, the layers of space shattered and collapsed.
Nascent Souls had already begun to involve the use of space!
Not only that, around the cyan-purple thunder, an even more violent aura of destruction spread out, disturbing and controlling the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi over a range of dozens of kilometers.
Lower-level cultivators, even those close to the fourth tier, would perish instantly within this destructive domain, as the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi spiraled out of control.
All the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi converged, flowing into the cyan-purple thunderbolt, enhancing its brilliance.
In a flash of electricity,
it struck towards the youth in green amidst the thunderclouds!
Jiang Ding uttered lightly.
The Taiqing Flying Sword emanated a brilliant light, its threadlike Vajra grid-like patterns dazzling to behold. It looked like a mere Flying Sword, yet it carried the undying aura of both Cultivators and the Golden Pill.
The thunder had not yet arrived, but the destructive domain of the thunderbolt enveloped him first.
Jiang Ding's breathing halted.
His Divine Sense swept across, and he instantly felt as if the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi that he could previously control at will had turned into an impregnable barrier, making it harder to use, like a fish that had lost water, each move drastically losing power.
The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated, its diminutive sword-shaped domains turning into myriad annihilating beams that shone in all directions, like countless swords irradiating the major nodes of the destructive thunder domain.
Many rays blossomed together.
In the dark, there was a crisp sound, and the Destruction Domain collapsed.
The oppressive pressure immediately dissipated into nothingness, and within a fifty-kilometer radius, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi regained control, gathering and flowing towards him as Jiang Ding faced the cyan-purple destructive thunderbolt and pointed lightly.
Without the need for any third-tier assistance, which was already useless, the Taiqing Flying Sword swallowed the Spiritual Qi of dozens of kilometers and turned into a cut of Bluegold Sword Light that precisely slashed the Nascent Soul level Heavenly Punishment Thunderbolt in the sky.
two terrifying beams of light collided, entwining like snakes, creating a fearsome energy annihilation. Space shattered under the collision of the two beams, breaking and revealing pitch-black cracks, constantly fracturing and reforming.
The occasional stray ripple that spilled onto the earth caused groups of Golden Pill Monks to flee in madness, seeking shelter under the protection of Nascent Soul Monks, not daring to glimpse even a fraction of it.
The cyan-purple lightning gradually dimmed, faster and faster until, with a pop, it dispersed into nothingness.
The sky, with its rolling dark clouds, carried the sound of angry, unwilling roars and thunder, as if resenting but gradually dissipating, unable to defy the iron laws of the heavenly way.
The dark clouds scattered, and once again light shone down upon the earth.
Shining on the side profile of a young man in green.
The many Golden Pill Monks instinctively lowered their heads, expressing their inner feelings towards him.