A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 2016: A Drop of Water in Two Hundred Thousand Years
The Sun God Army is fighting for their lives!
He burned himself out, acting like a madman.

These deities rose to power in the Myriad Laws Immortal Dynasty, overthrowing and conquering the Myriad Laws Imperial Heaven. Their fighting spirit was astonishingly tenacious, remaining uncorrupted even after tens of millions of years, still retaining the cunning and tenacity they brought from the bitter cold lands of yesteryear.

Faced with such a desperate charge, how did the human swordsmen fare?

The human swordsman named Taishang Da Ri Jianzi was watching them with admiration, encouragement, and expectation.

In an instant, all the gods knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

In the past, the reason why the human army could be scared away was that these armies were often composed of complex and independent forces. However, when facing a single force, especially a single sword cultivator, this kind of subjugation without fighting will be useless.

Only by crushing the enemy with strength as strong as iron!

"kill!"

The Son of the Sun God roared.

"kill!"

Hundreds of billions of gods also roared, their voices vast and ancient, like ancient war cries that have crossed time to reach the present world.

Every one of them, even the weakest of the gods, is a deity who controls a region in the mortal world and enjoys the incense offerings of that region. They are the absolute rulers in their respective incense-offering territories, and all of them are elites of the divine path selected by the divine court, and have long been aware of this.

Boom!

High in the sky, the sun seemed to be drawn by some unknown force, and a beam of golden light shot towards them, piercing straight into the Ten Suns Burning Heaven Array formed by billions of gods, thus establishing a substantial connection with the immortal sun high in the sky.

In an instant, the aura of the entire Ten Suns Burning Heaven Formation surged.

Countless solar runes intertwined and entwined, mysterious and unpredictable. The rules outlined threads and beams, and countless pieces of solar divine metal were rapidly and orderly erected. In an instant, an ancient and desolate solar chariot appeared between heaven and earth.

This solar chariot has three gilded giant wheels on each side. The spokes are twisted from solidified solar prominences, and the sun wheel floats between the spokes. The rim of the wheel is inlaid with three hundred and sixty prismatic crystals, which are actually the original rules of the sun compressed to the size of a fist. When it rotates, it sprays the sun's world-destroying divine light, and burns the eternal burning text of the "True Scripture of the Sun" in the void.

High in the sky, ten golden crows circled and swam, drawing countless rays of sunlight down from the heavens, their radiance like a canopy obscuring the sky for hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

Surrounding this ancient battlefield of the sun are countless divine weapons of all kinds, exuding a murderous aura. Having passed down the legacy of generations of sun supreme beings and witnessed countless bloody battles, their phantoms have now been summoned.

A terrifying aura of war surged into the sky, reaching the heavens.

The desperate inheritance of the Sun God lineage, the tribulation map of the Yangyan Soldier Immortal!

"kill!"

In this terrifying battle formation, the Son of the Sun God drove a chariot, commanding an army of billions of gods, and thrust a spear from beyond the heavens, a straight stream of destructive light piercing towards the blue-robed youth in the sky.

At this moment, the power of the ancient sun chariot, the power of the Yangyan Soldier Immortal Tribulation Formation Diagram, the power of the Ten Suns Burning Heaven Formation, and the power of the immortal sun above the nine heavens all converged on his body and into this spear. It was as if the ancient sun god had been resurrected and was revealing his destructive will to destroy this world of living beings.

"you,"

"very funny."

Jiang Ding revealed a faint smile.

From these deities, he saw that this endless starry sky would not lack rivals in the future. Each deity and each demon was so talented and had such a strong fighting spirit that they were truly admirable and full of anticipation.

Keng!
The clanging sound of swords echoed through the sky.

The Great Sun Sword Master's body became hazy and indistinct, his human form gradually fading away, revealing the gaze of an eight-leaf sword grass. This eight-leaf weed took root in the void, absorbing the chaos of heaven and earth. Infinitely sharp and terrifying sword energy emerged from this weed, naturally piercing through the sun's eclipsing light. "The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass Clan!"

The son of the sun god was startled.

This race is not a member of the demon race, so why does it appear in a human?
His mind was filled with many distracting thoughts, but he had no intention of holding back. Instead, he unleashed all his power once more, transforming himself and his chariot into a beam of destructive light as he charged toward the weed, unstoppable, with all living beings that stood in his way destined to die.

Keng!
The sound of swords clashing rang out again.

Amidst the seemingly slow yet rapid passage of time, the figure of a young man in blue robes appeared among the eight-leaf sword grass. He casually plucked a blade of grass and placed it in front of him, gazing at it intently.

Boom!

At this moment, the sky was filled with dark clouds and a strong wind was blowing. Even amidst the destruction of all the sunlight, these dark clouds could still appear as usual without any impact. They even forcibly transformed the omnipresent sunlight into dark clouds and raindrops.

The ancient human magic of summoning rain!
At this moment, instead of a torrential downpour, the boundless power of the laws of destruction converged at a single point, compressed and condensed repeatedly.

In the end, what appeared in the young man's hand was just a dark droplet.

A single water droplet, resembling the diaphragm of the Dharma-Extinguishing Mechanism!

This drop of water, condensed by the magic of rainmaking, fell onto the blade of grass in the hand of the boy in blue.

Suddenly, the world fell silent.

Is time frozen?
Or has the speed of some being already surpassed the limits of human capability?
Even within the divine consciousness of the Eight-Step Divine Child, time slowed down, and everything moved at a snail's pace, including all the sun spears formed on the sun chariot.

"Do not……"

The son of the sun god felt a nameless fear.

He realized he was living in such a slow-moving time, and warning signs kept appearing in his mind. He tried to break free, but no matter what he did, he couldn't escape.

Time still moves slowly.

The source of this slow passage of time lies in those dark water droplets that have completely merged with the blades of grass!
These sword-shaped, grass-leaf-like, dark water droplets are flying towards the Sun God's son. They are not fast, just the speed at which an ordinary person draws a bow and shoots an arrow. Even a Qi Refining cultivator could easily dodge them, and they pose little threat. They are as insignificant as dust.

however!
however!
The speed in this endless universe is relative!

What is the speed of the Son of the Sun at this moment?

Slow as a snail!
This is the source of the ultimate fear in the heart of the Son of the Sun.

He knew that it wasn't that his speed had slowed down, but rather that the dark, sword-shaped, grass-leaf-like droplet was moving at an extremely terrifying speed, exceeding the terrifying speed that the Eight-Step Daoist's divine sense could lock onto, and was flying towards his brow, ready to destroy everything.

"No!"

"I am also an Eight-Step Divine Child..."

The son of the sun god was terrified, yet he could not escape it no matter what he did; he was as vulnerable as a mortal.

Time moves so slowly.

And so swiftly, in the inescapable speed of the heavens and earth, the dark water droplets, little by little, were reflected in the pupils of the roaring, charging sun god's son.

(End of this chapter)