Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

In the blink of an eye,

over a dozen Qi Practitioners at the peak of their practice exploded from their spot, fleeing in all directions.

For those at the Foundation Building stage and Sword Cultivators, going up against them was sheer suicide, completely useless.

”Damn it!”

”How could the Eastern Devil School possibly have Foundation-building Sword Cultivators?! Aren’t they their sworn enemies?”

The young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes roared in his heart and, without any hesitation, burst forth with his essence blood to escape at a much faster speed than the others.

The azure Sword-light crisscrossed in the sky, piercing through the throats and chests of the Qi Practitioners, shields helpless, defensive artifacts useless, without any distinction.

After three or four breaths, other than the twenty-odd Qi Practitioners who had fled beyond a kilometer, all the others were slain, their bodies falling one after the other.

His True Qi wings issued a piercing screech as they fiercely rubbed against the air, and Jiang Ding’s footsteps lightly touched the ground.

More than ten military drones took to the sky, spreading out in all directions.

His form, a transparent haze, vanished, undetectable by Divine Sense or radar waves alike.

”Mobility... is lacking a bit.”

On an unnoticed rock on a mountain.

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, sorting through the experiences and lessons learned from this landing battle before sending them to the legion’s channel.

If only he had the flying speed of a Qi Practitioner at the late stages, none of these people would have escaped.

Inside the panoramic helmet, scenes of mountains and rivers discovered by the drones were visible in an instant, shared swiftly with the legion’s information system.

”This is useless too.”

Jiang Ding complained.

In the war against Cultivators, one could at best observe the terrain. Without Infantry Spirit Radar, even flying a complete circle around this world wouldn’t yield a glimpse of a person from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

Bang, Bang, Bang!

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground was incessant, as tanks, armored vehicles, and caterpillar trucks dropped onto the desert land, creating half-meter-deep craters.

A dense swarm of drones lifted into the air, the sound of bolts being pulled back was continuous, many comrades-in-arms grabbed heavy machine guns, quickly rushing to various firing positions.

”Dari Swordsman is awesome!”

Many comrades-in-arms, looking at the corpses of the Qi Practitioners on the ground, shouted excitedly.

It was not just the sharpness of the attack.

With such a long attack range and the Sword Intent locking on to them, invisibility and concealment were completely useless. In terms of killing efficiency, he probably surpassed the sum of those ranked second to tenth in the cold weapons exam.

Beep, beep!

The sound of the tank Infantry Spirit Radar turning on was continuous, followed by the flames from the muzzles, the thunderous roar of heavy artillery, a series of white lines streaking across the sky, numerous and dense.

”Quite fierce.”

Jiang Ding’s expression changed slightly.

He quickly counted and there were at least over one hundred and sixty tanks firing at the same time; if hit, even a Foundation-building Cultivator would immediately turn to crumbled powder.

The targets, naturally, were the twenty-odd fleeing late-stage Qi Practitioners.

Their Optical Invisibility spell could stump all warriors and leave most Qi Practitioners clueless, but under the Level-One Infantry Spirit Radar’s scan, they were undoubtedly exposed.

The scanning radius, thirty kilometers!

Boom, boom, boom!

The dense explosions erupted, the twenty-odd scattered fleeing Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Cultivators instantly turned into pieces of flesh.

”Dari Swordsman.”

A tall female student in the later stages of Qi refining said cheerfully, ”At three o’clock, there appears to be a Qi Practitioner at the peak of cultivation. He has cultivated his Concealment spell very well, and it seems he may have Foundation-Building level concealment techniques. We only managed to scan him once before losing him, can you check it out?”

”Don’t worry, as long as he dares to use a great amount of mana to travel, we will definitely be able to lock onto him.”

”I’ve said it before, stop calling me Dari Swordsman!”

Jiang Ding said, annoyed.

”Okay, Dari Swordsman, please take care of it.”

Jiang Ding shut up and headed towards the direction marked by the other party.

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”First-order War Commander, Zhou Lingling, if I ever catch you off guard, I’ll give you a thrashing,”

But, of course, that’s impossible for now.

Not to mention that she isn’t his subordinate, even if she was, he couldn’t just assault her because of something she said.

”No, please, Jiang Ding!”

Zhou Lingling shrank back.

With a cultivation base nearing the peak of Xiantian and quality of Xiantian True Qi almost at the ’Decisive’ level, Jiang Ding was fast. Except for the ability to fly, his speed could actually rival a cultivator in the later stages of Qi refining.

After six or seven minutes, he arrived at the coordinates.

Wherever he looked, the barren desert was pockmarked with dense craters, the last remaining greenery pulverized over and over until it was almost impossible to recognize.

Over one hundred and sixty artillery pieces fired in unison!

The people who had just landed from the sky were still in shock, their eyes wide with panic.

The Azure Flying Sword trembled slightly as it sensed all life within a kilometer with its Sword Intent.

Whoosh!

The Flying Sword descended, piercing the head of a desert lizard that had blended perfectly with the desert, emanating the aura of a cultivator at the peak of Qi Practicing, with great Concealment ability.

”Nothing.”

”The innate magic of these desert creatures often relates to concealment, which is troublesome,”

Jiang Ding’s steps were light as he skimmed the ground, flying low as he explored in all directions. His Flying Sword would occasionally fall, eliminating monsters not marked on the legion’s list.

He kept searching,

Until more than ten minutes later, he stopped.

Whoosh!

Having just slain a Desert Scorpion at the later stages of Qi refining, the Azure Flying Sword shot into the sky, then concentrated Sword Qi, screaming down towards the earth, its Sword Intent illuminating the landscape.

”Die!”

From the desert depths several meters down,

A fierce-looking young man leaped out, holding a bloodied ruler-sized Amulet that shone brilliantly, instantly swelling to the size of a pillar and ramming towards the Azure Flying Sword in the sky.

”An Amulet?”

Jiang Ding was surprised.

Such an item was made by Golden Pill Monks when their lifespan neared its end — at the cost of permanently damaging their Life Treasure, they crafted a special talisman that could be used by both mortals and Cultivators, with varying levels of power.

With this man’s cultivation base at the peak of Qi Practicing, he should pose a significant threat even to Cultivators in the early stages of Foundation Building.

”Too bad, you can’t find where I am.”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, strictly adhering to Zhang Dingjun’s warning, so far none of his college entrance exam peers had ever known his exact location.

”Fall!”

The Azure Flying Sword’s Sword Qi was chilling, carrying the Sword Intent of Destruction as it passed beside the gold-cast pillar, sparking a shower of fire. The Sword Qi and the gold brilliance annihilated each other.

The golden pillar was heavy, causing huge waves of Spiritual Energy to ripple through the air with every smash, overflowing with astonishing power.

In contrast, the Azure Flying Sword was much more delicate, its presence hardly noticeable, yet always managing to escape the swath of gold slashing its way, shaving off pieces of gold brilliance, dispersing them in the air.

After dozens of exchanges, the young man with sword-shaped brows and star-like eyes showed a look of despair.

Ding!

The final blow was struck.

The brilliance on the giant gold ruler dimmed, and it crumbled away to reveal a palm-sized piece of Talisman Paper floating down to the ground.

Whoosh!

The Azure Flying Sword swiftly flew, piercing the limbs of the young man, its Sword Qi fine as silk threads, infiltrating his meridians, Sword-light swirling around, lifting the man and the falling Amulet into a long arc towards the distance.

”Not killing yourself, not bad,”

Jiang Ding, hidden in the shadows, nodded slightly.

The reason he didn’t summon the artillery to bombard immediately was because he hoped to capture this person alive.

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