Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

There was no concealment or probing.

Xianmen cultivators should just be like this, lock onto the target, and in an instant pour out all their firepower!

Boom!

The deep blue sun rose into the sky.

Within a kilometer radius, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi slightly stagnated; the ready-to-launch, sharp whistling sounds were blocked in the throats of the fierce ghosts, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array exhibited massive chaos in an instant.

Breaking Law!

Elimination Method!

Prohibiting Law!

Horrible auras spread, many evil spirits sensed their impending doom, struggled crazily, and screamed, breaking away from the Big Array and fleeing in all directions.

”What is this?!!”

Patriarch Bai Gui looked in terror at the ascending deep blue sun below, strands of golden patterns like chains of death, tightly choking his throat, leaving him unable to breathe.

”Merely a display of fireworks.”

Jiang Ding said with an icy smile.

”The patriarch doesn’t believe it! You are just a mere Qi Practitioner, this must be an illusion!”

Patriarch Bai Gui ground his teeth.

A several meters tall jet-black banner fluttered, exercising supreme control to forcefully suppress the fear and chaos of the Ten Thousand Ghosts, and the carefully prearranged Second Order Ten Thousand Ghosts Array stabilized once again.

”Kill!”

He spat out a mouthful of his Golden Core’s origin containing threads of gold, infusing it into the jet-black banner!

Roar!

The Ten Thousand Ghosts struggled, rebelled, but under the drive of a terrible will, they howled to the sky, their evil spirit origins burning, their bodies turning to ash.

Streams of pure Yin Energy flew out, merging into the banner.

Roar roar!

The nine Ghost Generals struggled even more fiercely, threads of Array Patterns surfacing amidst the chaos, almost breaking free of the prohibition, when suddenly immobilized by a strand of Golden Core’s suppression, their bodies turned to dust, batches of Yin Energy origin, a hundredfold larger, rushed into the banner.

Nine streams, a hundred streams, a thousand streams, ten thousand streams!

Pieces of ash scattering, the presence of the Ten Thousand Ghosts abruptly vanished.

Only the jet-black banner in the sky rapidly swelled in the blink of an eye, becoming dozens of meters in size, its violent and cold ghostly qi covering the sky, capable of instantaneously freezing Qi Practitioners within a kilometer radius.

It even slightly obscured the endless harbinger of death brought by the deep blue sun.

”Ten Thousand Ghosts Slash!”

Patriarch Bai Gui roared, holding the banner several dozen meters high like a giant descending from the underworld, stirring up the sky-filling Yin Energy into a pure black blade light, fiercely swinging downward!

There was no change, the deep blue sun rose, like the morning sunlight, floating above the mountain peak, Sword Intent of Destruction firmly locked onto every soul worthy of attention.

The two collided.

Fiery heat met cold ice.

Boom!

A fierce explosion occurred between heaven and earth, clearly visible for tens of miles, threads of the frosty Yin Energy and deep blue Sword Qi burst forth, annihilating each other.

After a brief stalemate, the deep blue light radiated brightly!

All the barrier-like threads of evil spirits before it turned to ash and scattered, the deep blue sun forcefully pushed through and then annihilated the several dozen meters high jet-black banner, sizzling away in extreme heat and sharpness.

An Artifact embryo the size of a palm fell from the sky, its Spiritual Light lifeless, even the surface patterns destroyed, reducing it to an inanimate object.

”Ah!”

Patriarch Bai Gui let out a wretched scream, full of terror.

He instantly abandoned the Artifact embryo, burning the last traces of his Golden Pill and fleeing frantically into the distance.

With the body of a Qi Practitioner, his speed of escape was even faintly surpassing the range of a Latter Stage of Foundation Building cultivator!

”You can’t escape.”

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

The deep blue sun suddenly retracted, turning into a point, and under the influence of the Magic Arts-Breaking Immortal Gold, the air and even space ahead seemed to vanish.

Without any resistance, it passed through the chest of Patriarch Bai Gui.

”Good, good!”

Patriarch Bai Gui’s body stiffened, stopping in place, he barely turned around, with an exceedingly chilly tone:”Young friend is truly talented for his age, really looking forward to seeing you once more!”

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Boom!

Thread by thread, strands of Sword Qi imbued with the essence of destruction seeped out from his mouth, nose, ears, and tongue, shredding his body and robe into fragments the size of hair, obliterating everything that might hide a soul.

A jet-black storage bag with ghostly imprints fell to the ground.

The Taiqing Flying Sword swept it up and, in an instant, flew a thousand meters to arrive in front of Jiang Ding, trembling with excitement and satisfaction.

”You speak as if you hadn’t planned this from the start.”

Jiang Ding snorted with a laugh, sealing it with an enchantment jade box.

Yet, a chill ran through his heart.

If caught by a Golden Pill cultivator, he, still in the Qi Practicing Phase, would undoubtedly face certain death!

”Forget it, it’s fine to open it here.”

After giving it some thought, Jiang Ding directly picked up Patriarch Bai Gui’s ghost-imprinted storage bag, ”Here, it’s not his turn to harm me in secret. On the contrary, it’s more like directly killing him.”

Divine Sense poured into it and, sure enough, discovered a dense cluster of ferocious ghostly imprints.

As if prepared, a barrage of ghostly imprints roared together, converging into a cold and eerie Divine Sense attack. If a Foundation-building cultivator were careless, they could be struck dumb, their Divine Soul shattered and killed.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword hummed softly.

A more terrifying Deep Blue Sun-Piercing Sword Intent descended, situated within ancient trees that touched the skies, its light bathing the Divine Soul.

Squeak!

The multitude of ghostly imprinted restrictions screamed pathetically and, before they could resist, turned into ash and disappeared, unable to even initiate their self-destruct mechanism, leaving behind an ownerless storage bag.

”So wealthy!!”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense swept through the bag and his eyes lit up.

”This is the true strength of a Golden Pill Cultivator!”

”The strength of a Golden Core Avatar is also considerable!”

Empty Mysterious Crystal Copper mines!

Tens of thousands of kilograms!

The content seemed not low; after refining it, there should be five to six hundred kilograms.

Besides, there were large quantities of Second Order ores and Spiritual Gold, piled up like mountains.

A mountain of Spirit Stones, roughly estimated to be more than one million Low-grade Spirit Stones and four to five thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

Dozens of Supreme Artifacts, and twelve Supreme Magic Tools.

A mess of cultivation method books, which should be worth some library points.

”The money for a custom Super Airspace Warplane, I have half already,”

Jiang Ding exhaled lightly.

”Patriarch Bai Gui is a good person. This avatar must have been refined by him, especially for mining Empty Mysterious Crystal Copper. This type of quasi-space material is naturally beloved by explosive warfare cultivators.”

”Mining is also quite convenient, with Ten Thousand Ghost Slaves at hand, what kind of ore can’t be mined?”

”Such a good person, my Foundation Establishment… No,”

Jiang Ding’s eyes gleamed: ”After I reach the Golden Pellet Realm, I must properly thank you, refurbishing both you and your residence, and continue to contribute to the Air-Space Battleship.”

He cautioned himself in his thoughts.

It’s a fact that he could fight above his level.

But if it became a habit, it would be dangerous.

A moment’s inattention could lead to death by someone else’s hand.

For instance, if he faced the Foundation Establishment Stage’s Taoist of Five Elements now, even if it were just an Early Stage Taoist of Five Elements, he wouldn’t stand a chance, and fleeing would depend on his luck.

He also picked up the jet-black banner that was a nascent Artifact from the ground and put it into the ghost-imprinted storage bag.

He didn’t plan to take anything from here out in the open.

In the Nine Heavens Relics, in terms of brute strength, these old beings’ avatars are no match for him, but having lived so long, they might have some cunning and precise methods, and a lapse in attention could lead him into a trap.

He could use over ten thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones to have a company purify it for him.

The fee for a storage bag already opened certainly couldn’t be the same as before it’s opened.

”I’ve offended an old figure.”

”Well, since it can’t be hidden, might as well make a fortune...”

Jiang Ding’s mood lifted, and another thought surfaced in his mind.