Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Thirty-minute countdown for cross-world transmission. All unrelated personnel, please leave immediately.”

”Countdown in progress...”

Jiang Ding retracted his constantly maintained Divine Sense and looked around. Trails of escape scattered in all directions, and the steel floating island quieted down. Battleships and warplanes stood silently on the ground.

”Countdown, ten seconds, nine seconds... one second!”

”Transferring begins.”

Boom!

All looked up, as the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi within thousands of kilometers surged, forming a phenomenon in the sky. Thunderous sounds roared as the spiritual pressure turned immeasurably terrifying. Cultivators at the Foundation Building Stage felt their Divine Souls stiffen, unable to even move.

Hum!

Within the hundred-kilometer span of the steel floating island, array patterns lit up one after another. Space fluctuated violently, flickering uncertainly, finally stabilizing after a long while.

”Cross-world transfer successful, no abnormalities.”

The Array Spirit of the steel floating island broadcasted the mission feedback.

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Mana and Divine Soul churned tumultuously, leaving one dazed and disoriented.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and barely concealed his form, his Divine Sense swiftly scanning the area within ten kilometers.

The sky was still the sun.

But it was smaller than that of the Lanying Planet, occasionally streaked by pale blue ripples. With a slight feeling, it was clear that this was a world with relatively dense water-type Spiritual Energy, where water-type magic’s power would be boosted by about half.

Surrounding him was similar steel, silver-white ground, indistinguishable from the side of the teleportation formation.

”Temporary First Sky Celestial Group, welcome.”

The voice of the Array Spirit sounded.

”This is the Canghai Small World steel floating island military base. You may rest and recuperate in the base’s cave dwellings for three days, after which you will execute your military tasks.”

Following the guidance of the Array Spirit, battleships and Air-Space Warplanes started up again, flying in all directions. Some unloaded and loaded new cargo, while others headed to the next teleportation formation, reporting to the headquarters of the Canghai military.

”No need for the cave dwellings, we’ll recover on the spot and adjust our breathing for three days.”

Jin Lingfeng said.

No one objected, as three days was too short a time, too much of a hassle to go back and forth.

Schools like Beidou University made similar decisions; 360 Air-Space Warplanes stayed where they were, watching as battleships and other warplanes took off around them.

There was no need to worry about blocking others; it would be at least three years before the next cross-world transmission would commence, with few exceptions.

Three days later.

Everyone opened their eyes.

”Let’s go!”

”The target is the Liyun Sect.”

After days of silence, flames spewed from the tails of the Air-Space Warplanes as they took to the skies one by one. Beams of fiery white light crisscrossed, adjusting for a few seconds before the army formation took shape again. Ten immense auras of the third order appeared in the sky.

Tracing white lines across the sky, they disappeared over the horizon.

Jiang Ding looked back.

A steel floating island hundreds of kilometers in size gradually shrank, no longer filling the entire view. It glittered under the sunlight, like divine gold from beyond the heavens, exceedingly beautiful.

”Beidou University and other institutions’ Air-Space Camps will accompany us for a while before parting ways, offering some relative safety.”

”Take this opportunity to carefully review the real-time intelligence on the Liyun Sect from the Canghai Floating Island military base, and remember it well.”

Jin Lingfeng distributed a sizable file to everyone.

Jiang Ding opened it.

”Liyun Sect, subordinate mortal nation Li Country, with a population of three hundred seventy million. Before the control of the restrictions failed three years ago, the sect had 66,227 cultivators, among which was one Early stage Golden Elixir Cultivator, 127 Foundation-building cultivators, and nine Peak Foundation-building cultivators.”

”Within its borders, there is one Triple Grade Superior Spiritual Vein and seven Third-order Spirit Mines, producing the specially long Li Hai Iron… Neighboring the Tianhai Sect, Ancient Wood Sect, Black Stone Sect…”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Consciousness scanned through the information, and he understood.

Xianmen Sects require a large number of mid to low-level cultivators as producers but do not need too many Small World Golden Pill cultivators, thus controlling their numbers.

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”Early stage Golden Elixir Cultivator from Liyun Sect, detailed information on Immortal Li Hai.”

”Li Tianyun, 541 years old, male, top-grade Void Spiritual Root, early stage Golden Pill Cultivator, ID Canghai 024875.”

”Divine Soul Restriction Serial Number: Canghai 51478 (for unknown reasons, has become invalid).”

”Three years ago, he instigated a rebellion, slaughtering the Xianmen Sect’s Liyun Sect military base, with 347 Fairy Gate citizens fallen.”

”Since then, he has performed a blood sacrifice on over ten million people in Li Country using Diabolical methods and disappeared without a trace.”

”Mission objective: Find him, kill him, investigate the cause of the Divine Soul Restriction’s failure, and restore the wellbeing of the people and the order of cultivation in Li Country.”

”Void Spiritual Root?”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, connecting to the Canghai Floating Island military base communication, searching for related intelligence.

”Void Spiritual Root, a type of special Spiritual Root, possesses excellent talent in the cultivation of Space Spells, with top-notch escape and offensive capabilities among those at the same level.”

”A troublesome one.”

Jiang Ding reviewed the information on Immortal Li Hai carefully, then looked at the intelligence from the surrounding three countries, especially that of the Golden Pill Monks.

”Tianhai Sect, Immortal Tianhai, early stage Golden Pill Cultivator, cultivator of the ’Tianhai Overturning Earth Magic,’ adept at defense, ID Canghai 024876.”

”Divine Soul Restriction Serial Number: Canghai 51479 (doubtful, three years ago, at the time of Immortal Li Hai’s rebellion, Golden Pills from various places successively went to the Canghai Steel Floating Island Base to inspect and replace their Divine Soul Restrictions. He excused himself on the grounds of ongoing rebellion within his own territory and requested to be received after five years.)”

”The Canghai Steel Floating Island Base agreed to his request, leaving it for a later date.”

”Ancient Wood Sect, Big Tree Immortal, early stage Golden Pill... Divine Soul Restriction Serial Number... doubtful...”

”Black Stone Sect... doubtful.”

”Doubtful?”

Jiang Ding frowned.

As part of the Xianmen Sect’s rebel suppression force, they had the authority to conscript nearby Golden Pill Taoist Soldiers and control their Divine Soul Restrictions.

The initial plan was to conscript Taoist Soldiers and move towards the Liyun Sect with an overwhelming force, locate Immortal Li Hai, and kill him.

Now, however, there were uncertain factors.

After flying for several days, the Air-Space troops from Beidou University began to leave the main force, heading toward their own battlefields. Soon, only the Qingfeng University Sky Team remained flying high in the skies.

”We have entered Tianhai Country’s territory, which is under the Tianhai Sect’s jurisdiction. Alert level three for combat.”

An Siyan warned.

Everyone couldn’t help but tense up.

Jiang Ding looked up, using the shared perspective from his team’s command center, to gaze at the sky a hundred kilometers away.

Minutes later, over a hundred small black dots appeared about seven or eight kilometers away.

An elder with a jujube-faced complexion, tall and robust, wore an azure robe. The pressure of an early stage Golden Pill was clearly visible, with over a hundred Foundation-building cultivators surrounding him.

”Immortal Tianhai.”

Many people thought of a name in their hearts.

”Greetings, envoy from the Fairy Gate!”

”Our sect has prepared a Spiritual Feast and kindly requests the envoy from the Fairy Gate to grace our humble sect.”

Immortal Tianhai, standing over ten kilometers away, respectfully saluted towards the Air-Space Warplane fleet, while the Foundation-building cultivators around him did even more, as many touched their foreheads nearly to their toes.

This was an existence that could control their life and death.

Although there were hardly any who acted recklessly under the watch of the powerful spirit entities, this fact couldn’t be concealed.

”Immortal Tianhai, that’s too courteous, we thank you in advance,”

Jin Lingfeng did not address himself as a junior and nodded slightly, saying, ”We will visit your sect once my team has completed its military mission.”

”Envoy, please go well.”

Immortal Tianhai bowed once more, displaying his respect.

”The Tianhai Sect will sweep the couch to wait, eagerly awaiting the envoy from the Fairy Gate!”

The Air-Space Warplane fleet did not linger and quickly disappeared into the horizon.