Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The two Domain Rulers are laughing, discussing the ancient and the present, harmonious in all respects.

Is it like the Holy Sword Fight of the Sword Cultivators?

No.

Yuan carefully observes the battlefield.

He discovers that the Great Sun Sword Master's Heavenly Dao Rules Net is frantically searching for the power of the Ancient God Ancestor Master, causing specific directional mutations, and constantly drawing the light of the Soulless Universe star, the Sun, to descend here, making the entire Blue Planet, Moon, Jupiter, Mars, and other planets lose all their light.

All the light gathers onto his body, yet it is not outwardly evident, only his hair gradually becomes crystalline.

At the Ancient Thousand-Armed Demon's place, there is similarly a dark and obscure power converging invisibly, internally suppressing the Central Array Spirit Computer's resistance to seizing, externally crazily adapting to the terrifying high-energy material spillover physical laws of the Soulless Universe.

Such delay, to whom is this more beneficial?

These two Domain Rulers who have experienced countless life-and-death battles possibly each have an extremely confident point of view, don't they?

"What a pity, young friend."

"Your background and opportunities far surpass those of me during the Void Refinement Realm. If you were to advance to Heavenly Man, this old man might not be a match."

The Ancient God Ancestor Master regrets immensely.

"It's just a pity that your fortune is about to cease now, merely at the mid-stage Void Refining... truly a pity."

"But, young friend, you need not regret."

"Have you ever heard of this old man's Reincarnation Technique?"

He asks.

"Senior, I have not."

"Please explain it to the junior."

Jiang Ding chuckled and said.

"This Reincarnation Technique was created by this old man."

"Young friend, in the future, you will be reincarnated to become this old man, becoming a part of this old man."

The Ancient God Ancestor Master looked at the green-clothed youth in front of him, eyes full of loving kindness: "Your ultimate power of the Six Dao Reincarnation will surely not end here but will continue to be part of this old man, continuing on."

"Our Human Race will certainly become increasingly strong, eternally existing."

"Eternally existing..."

"Existing..."

The voice was dreamlike and enchanting, spreading throughout the world.

Jiang Ding looked up.

He saw the entire world appear with ripples, as if a canvas was being folded away, revealing total darkness, his brain drowsy, uncontrollably sinking.

...

Jiang Ding opened his eyes once again.

He couldn't remember anything; he found himself in a farmer's chicken coop, being a brightly feathered rooster that had grown for more than a year.

From the time he was a chick, he was exceptionally strong, defeating one rooster after another, even once defeating a dog and three cats, pecking them to the point of howling, becoming the chicken king of this farm, where no rooster dared to hold its head high in front of him.

He was at the height of his contentment with this and then felt bored, starting to contemplate how to further advance.

"It's time for slaughter..."

At this time, a vague voice appeared, and a tall figure emerged.

This tall figure, as usual, fed them, teased the roosters as usual, and as usual, the roosters pecked at the food.

Then, this tall figure suddenly grabbed his neck.

"Oh oh oh..."

The rooster sensed something was amiss, this tall figure that had always fed him, giving him peace of mind, suddenly erupted with tremendous malice.

He wanted to break free, yet the force at his neck was terrifying, far surpassing the little dogs and cats he had defeated before, and his struggles were of no use.

"Strong force,"

"But doesn't gain weight, wasted the feed..."

The tall figure murmured complaints.

Plucking feathers, slitting throat, draining blood, he moved skillfully, not a single extra move, not a drop of precious chicken blood spilled.

The rooster's Divine Soul felt a pain like a needle, completely plunging into darkness.

...

Jiang Ding opened his eyes again.

He didn't know what 'Jiang Ding' was, or what it meant, just subconsciously knowing he was this.

He remained confused.

This time, he became a small crocodile laid on the beach by a female crocodile, just hatched, living in a pond, with a hazy tall figure occasionally throwing in food, feeding him and a group of small crocodiles, with little wildlife survival pressure, every day just eating, drinking, sleeping, and fighting with other small crocodiles.

He also showed far superior strength to other small crocodiles, ruling and dominating.

After spending several months, as he began to set his sights on the world outside the pond, a shadow of a vulture flickered across the sky, and the next moment, an eagle's talon pierced his body, and its sharp beak pecked through his skull.

In the intense pain, he lost all consciousness.

Faintly, he heard someone cursing: 'My crocodile, this damn wildlife protection, who's going to compensate me...'

...

Just like that, time and again.

Sometimes Jiang Ding became a pig in a farm, sometimes he became a beef cattle, sometimes a meat dog, sometimes a sheep, sometimes a domestic rabbit...

Any beast humans have ever raised, he experienced being.

Always never reaching maturity, sent to slaughter, no matter how much potential he had, never reaching maturity to display it, just dying.

These happenings seemed to symbolize something.

Time and again.

Who knows how many years passed, Jiang Ding experienced ten reincarnations, twenty reincarnations, ninety reincarnations... ninety-nine reincarnations, each one as brief as the last, with each slaughter being extremely painful, something crucial seemingly being taken away stealthily.

The one-hundredth time.

This time, Jiang Ding became a carp.

He grew in a pond, growing over two years to several tens of pounds in size when a fisherman came here, tossing a net accurately over him, pulling him up to the shore.

"My grandson will have a feast!"

The old fisherman sliced down on the fish head, kindly remarked.

Ding!

This time, it didn't proceed smoothly as before.

The knife struck the fish head, sparking like Sword Qi, the blade was repelled.

"This fish..."

The old fisherman was stunned.

"Senior,"

"Is it fun?"

The carp eyed the fisherman and calmly spoke.

The old fisherman withdrew his stunned, shocked expression in silence.

"This Sovereign, Sword Soul is Immortal."

"This Sovereign, holds the Six Paths Reincarnation Sword Dao, breaks both Law-Breaking and Forbidden Law Sun Sword Tao."

"This Sovereign, in his hometown Soulless Universe, Cosmic Physical Constants, and Physical Laws remain unchanged, do you have even the slightest ability to alter them?"

The carp spoke faintly.

"You don't have it,"

"You cannot change the physical laws of the Soulless Universe because there are no rules here."

"Given this, the Beast Dao Reincarnation is nothing more, a mere jest, you... really shouldn't have chosen to come here, to the mainframe of the Central Array Spirit Computer."

Within the carp's pupils appeared the small figure of a green-clothed youth, who easily broke free from the Beast Path Reincarnation Great Skill performed by the residual soul of the Heavenly Man, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.

He drew his sword.

Clang!

Amid a clear, far-reaching sword cry, the sun rose, illuminating all things, tearing apart the entire reincarnation world.

The universe time and space returned to its original state, a world based on cosmic physical laws where matter is the only thing in heaven and earth.

Crack!

In that instant, the Thousand-Armed Demon Lord's face turned pale, hundreds of arms snapping one by one, descending into the cosmic starry sky, turning to ashes, the Demon Lord's aura plummeting significantly.

In the Sea of Consciousness where it entangled with the Central Array Spirit Computer, the Divine Soul battlefield tilted, partially restoring the Central Array Spirit Computer's logic.