Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Months later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes, with his mana restored to its peak.

He looked around.

He was sitting cross-legged on the deck of the super warship Great Sun, moving with the Xianmen Sect’s legions, letting time pass by.

The situation around him had changed significantly.

In the sky, close to the boundary wall, based on Immortal Gulin’s super warship, hundreds of Xianmen spell satellites had been launched one after another, using satellite orbits to monitor in all directions.

Billions of micro unmanned drones spread out in all directions with the wind, ocean currents, and clouds, compensating for any losses. An enormous automated drone factory had already been set up on-site, temporarily refining low-tech components such as wings and main body structures.

Months had passed, and, aside from some information black holes, the Immortal Sect Fleet had begun to monitor nearly half of the Yin and Yang Void.

Most of these information black holes were caused by the sabotage of Immortal Sect Practitioners, with a small portion due to natural disasters within the Yin and Yang Void, making it difficult to explore.

It was estimated that in a few more years, the Immortal Sect Fleet hoped to achieve broad surveillance over the entire Yin and Yang Void.

Immortal Gulin and others were busy at work.

What they were doing was straightforward, activating the Yin Yang Creation Qi search instrument, pinpointing the location of the Yin Yang Creation Qi, and then leading the fleet there to collect it.

The location of the Yin Yang Creation Qi varied, some within meteorites, some within clouds, and others amongst lava and lightning.

It could be anywhere, requiring different collection methods, which wasn’t much of a problem for the Xianmen Sect with their sufficient technical reserves.

Over the months, more than ten strands of Yin Yang Creation Qi had been collected and distributed according to merit rankings.

Generally, it followed the principle of one strand of basic welfare for everyone.

The rest were exchanged based on warfare achievements – those with more achievements received more, those with less received less, and some received none.

Jiang Ding himself had given his share of warfare achievements to An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, and his class advisor Liu Xiong, ensuring their needs were satisfied. Then, he no longer paid attention to it and had no intention of claiming his part of the warfare achievements.

”Refining Void Space...”

Jiang Ding inspected the Refining Void Space within his glabella.

Having received the Nascent Soul inheritance from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, he could say for certain that this Refining Void Space, called the Sword Realm Prototype by the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, was related to Refining Nothingness.

Now, compared to the original one cubic kilometer, the space had grown significantly larger, reaching 1.5 cubic kilometers. This was due to the changes brought by slaying the Shadow Demon and Xuanwu Daoist, as well as the fundamental fervor of past Dari Swordsmen towards Immortal Sect Disciples, essentially thickening his foundation for Refining Nothingness.

This Refining Void Space was now much busier than at the beginning.

Earth Sword Intent, Magma Sword Intent, Vajra Sword Intent, Black Water Sword Intent... and so on, forming the earth.

Spirit Void Sword Intent and Taiyin Sword Intent as the sky.

Wind, rain, thunder, and the four seasons added fluidity and change to the Refining Void Space, allowing the world to start flowing, efficiently drawing some unknown substance from the outside.

At present, one could see that in this space, the Sword Intents that make the world flow, such as wind, rain, thunder, and the four seasons, are more real, whereas the Sword Intents that form the sky and earth are very scarce.

In particular, the Sword Intents constituting the sky comprise only of the simulated Spirit Void Sword Intent from True Master Void Square and Taiyin Sword Intent from the Taiyin Swordsman, which are rather thin.

The whole Refining Void Sword Realm Prototype is like a critically ill patient, only genuinely flowing occasionally and drawing unknown substances and Spiritual Energy from the outside. The malfunction rate is astonishing, and the deficit compared to the nurturing of Daoist disciples from a young age is quite significant.

”I need more Sword Intents... when I have time, I’ll suppress my cultivation base and duel in the Sword Dao virtual game,” he thought.

”Out of the hundred thousand Sword Cultivators of the Xianmen Sect, picking and choosing should be able to satisfy the basic needs.”

Jiang Ding suppressed his thoughts and carefully felt the rhythm of the Refining Void Sword Realm Prototype.

Just now,

he had faintly sensed something, but it wasn’t clear, like an illusion.

This was because the Sword Realm Prototype was too damaged, with incomplete functions, like a critically ill patient, with many instincts still unformed.

Time passed, he did not know how long.

”It is a kind of longing.”

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, ”In the Yin and Yang Void, there is something that the Sword Realm Prototype wants to obtain, something that can accelerate its growth.”

”An Tuzi and the others, they must have come here for this reason.”

Jiang Ding stood up.

”Jiang Ding, over here!”

It seemed that Immortal Gulin and the others had found something and were calling him over.

Jiang Ding swept the area with his Divine Sense and revealed a puzzled expression. He approached the group to see what they had unearthed from the ground.

It was an obsidian door, still caked with a good amount of mud, its doorway sealed shut.

There were no traces of carvings, as if by a coincidence in the magma, it had naturally formed. On it were some distorted patterns and lines that faintly emanated an aura of blood and darkness, giving off a somewhat familiar feeling.

Jiang Ding fell silent, searching through his Divine Soul bit by bit.

”This obsidian door has the style of the Horned Demon Tribe,”

Immortal Gulin explained, ”The Horned Demon Tribe was the ruling race of this domain before the Nine Great Immortal Sects came to this world. They liked to offer sacrifices to their ancestors, often preferring intelligent species as offerings, especially those like the Human Race, Fox Tribe, Turtle Race, and others with strong Divine Souls and high intelligence. They were later annihilated by the Nine Great Immortal Sects.”

”Horned Demon Tribe?”

Jiang Ding also remembered.

The Immortal Sect had excavated a relic of the ancient Horned Demon Tribe in the Geomagnetic Realm and built a six-star museum, to aid Immortal Gate citizens in enlightening the Dao. This had been reported in the news.

”But isn’t it the case that the Yin and Yang Void is born and shattered every thirty thousand years?”

”Everything is born out of chaos; it shouldn’t be possible for any ancient relics to be preserved. That wouldn’t make sense.”

Ouyang Hui said with confusion.

”Indeed, we have measured with Magic, and this thing is at most ten years old, maybe even less than a year. It is very likely that it has just come into existence.”

”Its sudden appearance is suspicious; could it be something the Nine Great Immortal Sects are doing?”

”It doesn’t quite seem like it...”

The surrounding Golden Pill Monks joined the discussion—a habit of the Immortal Sect.

”The Horned Demon Tribe ruled over this domain for a long time, maybe they delved deeply into the study of the Yin and Yang Void and created something like a marker in the Yin and Yang Void at fixed intervals? Until the extinction of the race, it might still exist.”

Immortal Gulin speculated.

There were many opinions, but no definitive answer.

Next, the group tried to take it away but failed. The obsidian door seemed to merge with the space, indestructible and immovable, even when Jiang Ding made his move.

”Let’s leave it be for now. There are too many unknowns in Cultivation; the Yin Yang Creation Qi is what’s most important.”

Jiang Ding left a teleportation Formation on Immortal Gulin’s super warship and turned to leave.

He was curious about the thing that the Sword Realm Prototype coveted and had already found a direction.

That was to follow the Nine Great Daoists.

Wherever the Nine Great Daoists went, he would go. Like a persistent shadow, he didn’t believe he couldn’t find this thing.

In one sentence.

Either we all have it, or no one has it.

”You can’t secretly shake me off and suddenly strike it rich. That would be worse than death for me...”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

He concealed his figure, enhancing his Concealment to the utmost and stealthily flew away.