Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

A group of Golden Pill Peak cultivators echoed one another, every sentence related to the Yin and Yang Void Realm.

Jiang Ding was speechless.

This was something that had long been planned, waiting for him.

The Yin and Yang Void Realm is a nascent world that is born every thirty thousand years, a universe phenomenon, extremely fragile inside, only allowing Golden Pill monks and lower beings to enter.

This opportunity is extremely important for the Nine Great Immortal Sects; every time, they would send Taoist disciples and a large number of elite disciples to obtain fortunes.

In the future, these disciples will, together with the Taoist disciples, uphold the gates of the Immortal Sects.

Historically, it has been recorded multiple times that, after the Yin and Yang Void Realm, the Nine Great Immortal Sects will enter a period of prosperity, with outstanding talents emerging in great numbers. Many of the famous figures in the history of the Nine Great Immortal Sects who achieved Divinity Transformation, such as the Flame Spirit Heavenly Monarch, were all baptized in the Yin and Yang Void Realm.

These historical records have always been kept within the Xianmen.

The entry opportunity for the Yin and Yang Void Realm seems to appear randomly within the domain, and naturally, it also occurs within the territory of the Xianmen Sects.

However, no one has ever planned to go.

Taoist disciples plus elite disciples, at most a few hundred people, are insignificant for the Xianmen Sects. It’s just a few battalions’ worth of forces, trivial compared to the large-scale groups that operate fleets of tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, in airspace combat. Even with the choice of the most elite, their power is limited by numbers; it is what it is.

Jiang Ding doubted that there was no need for the Taoist disciples to take action—a single inheritance disciple would be enough to crush these few hundred people from the Xianmen Sects, and Immortal Gulin would be no exception.

”Yin and Yang Void Realm...”

Jiang Ding pondered briefly.

He looked within his Elixir Field at his Golden Pill, no, there was no Golden Pill. He stared deeply into the Taiqing Flying Sword.

The Innate Golden Core Yin Yang Creation Qi turned grey within, a strand after another, wandering within the Taiqing Flying Sword. Taiqing Spirit Iron mixed with Law-Breaking Immortal Gold, plus the years of repeatedly consuming more than a billion Low-Grade Spirit Stones annually for refining, the top-tier Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures spent were as vast as mountains and seas, the foundation it had built up becoming apparent at this moment.

Eighty-one strands of Innate Golden Core Yin Yang Creation Qi!

With this amount, even if Jiang Ding only exerted a fifth of his strength, tying up his hands and feet, he could easily achieve a Dao Principle Nascent Soul, forming a halo-like Heavenly Earth Divine Rings behind the Nascent Soul’s head.

From this perspective, he did not need any opportunity; he was naturally capable of consolidating the strongest Nascent Soul.

”That, that, Dari Swordsman, are you going or not...”

Seeing Jiang Ding remain silent, Immortal Gulin felt a bit anxious.

The people around stared eagerly, but they hesitated to speak out. Because the Yin and Yang Void Realm could be dangerous, an unknown territory.

This kind of pivotal event on the path of cultivation has always been left to the cultivators’ own choices. For others to interfere presumptuously, regardless of whether they’re right or wrong, to make decisions on behalf of someone else is both unethical and impolite.

Of course, if Dari Swordsman chose not to go, they certainly wouldn’t either.

This was akin to courting death.

”I’ll go,” Jiang Ding said with little hesitation, flashing a slight smile.

”Yin and Yang Void Realm, such a good place, like picking up money, why wouldn’t I go?”

After some consideration, opportunities like these that are very beneficial to the Xianmen, that can extensively cultivate a top batch of Nascent Soul Stage fleet commanders, as well as seeds for Divinity Transformation, even if they had little benefit for him, naturally, he would choose to participate.

Having just internally weighed the pros and cons, Jiang Ding didn’t feel ashamed.

Cultivators have always put themselves first, then their family, and then their Sect; all three coexist simultaneously and are equally necessary without a hierarchy.

Saints who have no selfish desires shouldn’t exist, and even venerating them is inappropriate.

This is the selfishness of all beings.

Saints.

Such beings who do not conform to the instinctive laws of life and natural principles will, even if they are lauded for a time, inevitably bring disaster and harm both others and themselves in the long run.

”Really?”

”Thank you, thank you so much!”

Immortal Gulin felt invigorated.

She had seen Jiang Ding’s hesitation just now and truly felt embarrassed.

Actually, the Dari Swordsman didn’t need anything from the Yin and Yang Void. His Innate Golden Core Yin Yang Creation Qi had already reached its peak, unable to increase any further.

”I’ve dragged you down...”

The Golden Pill cultivators around, whose small schemes hadn’t succeeded, said with shame.

”Why say such a thing?”

Jiang Ding was displeased.

”In the Geomagnetic Realm, the Fire Spirit Realm, and many other places, we’ve fought side by side, shared life and death. The seniors from the Outer Realm fought selflessly, engaged in deadly combat. When have comrades ever differentiated between you and me?”

”Why start differentiating now?”

”Everyone is able to achieve the Dao, each becoming a Superior Nascent Soul, and even a Dao Principle Nascent Soul. In the future, when ascending to Divinity Transformation, the Xianmen fleet will gain a substantial increase in strength. When the cruel war comes, it may very well be that today’s growth becomes the opportunity for victory in the future.”

This referred to the impending longevity calamity of the Eight Great Immortal Sects’ Great Powers, which Xianmen would face six to seven thousand years later.

”Haha!”

”You’re right, we were being overly formal.”

Golden Pill Peak cultivator Liu Xiong lamented, ”Back when I started at Qingfeng University, during the Heavenly Mechanism Calculation for the students, I and the second class’s advisor already said that a major figure was about to emerge and would surely soar in the future.”

”To think, it has now become reality.”

He had once served as the counselor for the undergraduates of the 11127 class at Qingfeng University when he was still at the Golden Core Initial Stage, watching a sixteen-year-old boy, who was not even in the Qi Practicing Phase, enter the institution.

At that time, the Heavenly Mechanism Calculation revealed an Immortal Path omen.

Because of this, Liu Xiong was issued a gag order by the Central Array Spirit Computer, which sealed some of his memories until they were lifted with the start of the full-scale war.

Now, his prophecy had come true, making him deeply moved.

”Haha, Mr. Liu was indeed being modest.”

Jiang Ding smiled.

”However, to say that the Yin and Yang Void has nothing I need would be premature.”

Jiang Ding’s eyes flashed, ”Based on my understanding of Taoist disciples like An Tuzi, Qingmu, and the high ranks of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, they would not allow their disciples to do something for nothing. There must be some reason, one that we in Xianmen have not yet discovered.”

”This is what Xianmen is lacking, due to its too short history.”

Immortal Sects certainly don’t have the mutual aid and trust between Xianmen cultivators.

Oftentimes for Taoist disciples and Great Experts, a sect is a singular entity. Any benefit is inclined in their direction; self-sacrifice for others often comes only incidentally.

”But, this should be easy to deal with.”

Jiang Ding’s eyes gradually turned blood-red.

”Catch a Taoist disciple, and just ask. I think he will talk.”

The cultivators around, especially those like Ouyang Hui who had participated in Airspace combat in the west, instinctively took a big step back and cleared a large circle around Jiang Ding.

A moment later.

”It seems it’s not that kind of...”

Ouyang Hui looked around, ensuring it was not a state of loss of control, still the normal period for the Dari Swordsman, and breathed a sigh of relief, stepping forward again.

Boom!

While they were talking, the sky became covered with dark clouds, thunder echoed continuously, spreading hundreds of kilometers in radius. When the power of the thunder had accumulated to its apex, a dazzling cyan-purple lightning dissolved space and struck down towards the earth.

Wu Mengsha’s Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation had begun.

The crowd stopped chatting and focused intently on the person in the midst of the heavenly tribulation.