Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 150 - 143 Taiqing Spirit Iron Sword Embryo_1

"Taiqing Spirit Iron Sword..."

Jiang Ding lightly stroked the sword embryo, murmuring to himself.

Unlike when it was in its ore state, the divine soul now sent out threads of comfort upon contact, even without any further refining. Just wearing it would continuously nourish the divine soul; over the years, it would not be a problem for the divine soul to grow to three times that of a normal person.

It’s just too dangerous and terrifying.

It’s like carrying a mountain of gold down a busy street.

Jiang Ding thought for a bit, then extended his index finger on his other hand, and a half-meter-long sword qi slashed towards the sword embryo. The Eaglet Innate’s culmination of inner energy was transformed into a force capable of shattering inches-thick steel plates.

Without sound or resistance, the light blue sword qi split into two, dissipating into the air without encountering any resistance.

Breaking Law!

Endowed by the Magic Arts-Breaking Immortal Gold.

Breaking Law, Divine Soul!

These are the only two functions of the sword embryo, with dozens of high-order spiritual golds added. A fifth-order refining master exerted all his lifelong knowledge for the sole purpose of greatly amplifying these two properties.

"If you wish to inscribe runes, please do so here."

The voice of the Array Spirit sounded. One wall of the cultivation room slowly opened, revealing an operation platform, a gold melting pool, and other appearances of large machinery—no different from those at the Rongcheng Steel Plant.

Here, unbeknownst to when, it had turned into a Formation Engraving Workshop!

"After use, all the instruments and everything in the room will be destroyed, and you will also need to rent a workshop at Rongcheng Steel Plant once more."

"Understood."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly. The Central Array Spirit Computer was very meticulous, and he had nothing more to add.

It would always provide cover and take care of the aftermath until the transaction was complete. There was no need to worry about doing something counterproductive due to a lack of experience or ability.

Walking into the workshop, he approached the operating podium.

Whoosh!

A brilliant blue sword shadow flew out from his sleeve and landed on the floor, its vast roots spreading over the metallic ground.

As the Sword Boy achieved the Great Perfection of the Circle of Vital Energy, the small tree also experienced rapid growth. It was now about a meter tall, with a trunk as thick as a fist, and a canopy spreading over three meters, made entirely of metal.

"Open the skylight."

Above him, the skylight split open to both sides, pouring in a cascade of golden sunlight, with strands of banyan roots falling from above. The concentration of spiritual energy inside the cultivation room had reached the level of a first-order top-quality environment.

Even Jiang Ding faintly sensed something additional in the air around him.

The blue-golden sapling was overjoyed, its oval-shaped pointed leaves rustling as they cheerfully absorbed the spiritual energy and Great Sun Essence from dozens of meters around, causing the bright light to dim.

All the sunlight converged at the top of the tree, its brightness climbing rapidly.

Soon, the shadow of the Great Sun emerged amidst the canopy.

The temperature suddenly soared to several thousand degrees Celsius, turning many of the blue-golden leaves a glowing red color.

Jiang Ding watched silently.

Three hours later, the entire blue-golden sapling had turned red. The temperature around was as hot as a furnace; had he not been the master of the flying sword, even with the culmination of the Eaglet’s Circle of Vital Energy, he could not have endured it for long.

A few more minutes passed, and the first leaf melted into a glowing red metallic liquid, merging into the branches.

One leaf was just the start, and within a few breaths, a large number of leaves melted under the high heat, reverting like growth in reverse to form tiny buds.

After the leaves came the small branches, which also dissolved quickly, retreating to the main trunk nodes...

Layer by layer, sequentially down.

Finally, even the main trunk melted under the high temperature and its internal coordination, turning into a fist-sized blob of red and blue liquid floating in the air. Under the searing temperatures, one could vaguely see the dense array patterns churning within the metallic liquid.

Feeling a slight pain in his divine soul under the intense heat, Jiang Ding hurriedly transferred the red-blue liquid into the gold-melting pool of a second-order Optical Formation Engraving Machine.

He settled himself at the operating table, with the sword embryo in place.

Whoosh~

The moment the Taiqing Sword Embryo was placed on the operating table, the originally solid sword body appeared to release some sort of seal, becoming semi-liquid. In a microscopic view, there were waves of metal undulating from time to time.

Hum!

Power on the machine, self-check complete.

Jiang Ding was neither elated nor dejected as he guided the red-blue liquid metal in the melting pot to form thin micrometer-scale threads that surged into the sword embryo, inscribing the first array pattern.

Then, with unceasing mental focus, a three-dimensional formation pattern spread out from this center in all directions, up and down, growing bit by bit.

In the process, he faced far greater resistance than when he inscribed the export version of the Qingyun Sword.

However, the red-blue threads were different; they possessed intelligence. They actively positioned themselves, branding the array patterns precisely at the precalculated spots.

He progressed little by little.

Jiang Ding felt as though his divine soul was shining, falling into a state of calm yet intense strangeness, with each stroke marked with exceptional precision, a certain confidence rising in his heart.

It is bound to be successful.

Even in the heyday of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, from the forty-two small worlds and countless people from the main world, only nine substitute Daoist Masters were selected, and in the end, only one succeeded; all others perished in madness induced by their cultivation.

The difficulty was unimaginably high.

But I am bound to succeed.

He was unhurried, advancing the engraving process little by little. In the later stages, his divine soul felt somewhat blurred and parched, yet his hand remained steady, without an iota of error.

After four to five hours.

The last drop of red-blue metallic liquid in the melting pot disappeared, transforming into the final array pattern, concluding the process.

"I succeeded."

Jiang Ding’s vision darkened, with multiple afterimages flickering before him, and waves of drowsiness hit him along with a splitting headache, yet he accurately picked up the flying sword.

Instantly, an unprecedented sense of coolness emanated from the sword in his hand, dissipating his drowsiness, and rapidly alleviating his headache as the scenery in front of him gradually became clear.

"This is amazing."

Jiang Ding exclaimed.

In just a few dozen seconds, he felt more refreshed than ever before, as the excessive depletion of his divine soul from inscribing the formation was swept away.

Not just that, once the negative state vanished, waves of warmth and comfort started emanating from his divine soul, as if soaking in a hot spring, clearly feeling his divine soul growing.

"In at most one month, my divine soul will reach about twice that of an ordinary person, initially reaching the level of the top talents among the millions in Yue Country," Jiang Ding surmised after a brief perception.

"What’s more, a qualitative change will occur after the breakthrough into Xiantian. Thereafter, through foundation building, Golden Pill, Nascent Soul, and Divinity Transformation, continuous qualitative changes will occur, ultimately reaching nine times the strength limit of the divine soul of the same realm!"

"With such a robust foundation, I will assault the Refining Nothingness Stage!"

"This is the strongest inheritor that emerges once every ten thousand years from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects."

"The Dari Swordsman!"

Indeed,

Even with one or two taels of Taiqing Spirit Iron as the base material, the Dari Swordsman of old could only achieve a divine soul six times stronger than his peers even when cultivating to the Divinity Transformation Stage.

Nevertheless, he was still the seed with the strongest talent for Refining Nothingness.

His divine soul grew constantly, and the "Eagle Taking Off Sword Technique" in the perfected state cultivated automatically, capturing traces of Gold Attribute Spiritual Aura from the air with his sensitive and powerful divine soul to fuel his cultivation.

With both contributing, the Eaglet Qi in his meridians, perfected in the Large Circle of Vital Energy, hinted at a boiling and bulging sensation, struggling to contain a breakthrough of Eaglet Innate.

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"Then let’s break through," Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

The nearly boiling Inner Energy, starting from the elixir field, surged like floodwaters into the 182,222 large and small meridians.

It then cycled back, flowing faster and faster, and at times, indescribably profound formation patterns emerged and disappeared, deeply mysterious.

Jiang Ding observed his body internally and found the changes in Inner Energy within his meridians so complex that they exceeded his knowledge.

Phoenix-shaped incomplete Phoenix Characters began to emerge from the 108,000 meridians, merging into the Twelve Primary Meridians and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, a scene that repeated continuously.

After several hours, when all the incomplete Phoenix Characters had vanished, the martial artist’s Inner Energy transformed into Xiantian True Qi.

Physique transformation.