Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Over a thousand Immortal Sect Disciples from the Nine Great Immortal Sects were scattered across the vast world, each seeking their own opportunities to obtain the Yin Yang Creation Qi.

More than a dozen Golden Pill Peak Cultivators from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace employed the Concealment Spell, each holding a compass-shaped treasure, carefully searching for something, following each other’s steps closely.

Before long, one square-faced man’s expression brightened, and he stopped by a pond.

”This is the place, be careful not to make any noise...”

The square-faced man spoke softly.

”Brother Liu, I think there’s no need for such caution.”

”We should just extract the Yin Yang Creation Qi with all our might.”

A cold and gorgeous woman disagreed: ”The Spell Satellites of the Eastern Devil School are already hanging high in the sky. The daoist disciples can conceal themselves, but we cannot. Our concealment is nothing but self-deception.

Furthermore, the cultivators from the Eastern Devil School do not act alone, so there is no need to worry.”

”But that one...”

The square-faced brother hesitated.

”There’s even less reason to worry about that.”

The cold and gorgeous woman smiled and said, ”Just wait for death; concealment and avoidance are useless. We, cultivators, seek the Dao and defy the heavens, and we should be like this by nature.”

”If we wanted safety, we should have stayed in our sect right now and not spent so much effort to snatch this opportunity to enter the Yin Yang Void.”

”That seems quite reasonable.”

The surrounding Golden Pill Peak Cultivators exchanged glances and agreed with her.

So, they were no longer cautious but exerted their magic wholeheartedly, striving to find the most Yin Yang Creation Qi in the shortest time, without any obfuscation.

Looking around, most of the Immortal Sect Disciples in a radius of tens of thousands of miles adopted the same approach.

In the sky, in an unseen place.

Jiang Ding silently glanced at them and walked away quietly, refraining from striking them down.

They were too weak.

Moreover, Jiang Ding hoped to form a tacit understanding with the Nine Great Daoists: not to strike at the Golden Pill Cultivators below unless one side was utterly defeated.

Although if he made a move, Jiang Ding was certain that he could cause at least ten times more casualties to the Nine Great Immortal Sects’ Golden Pills compared to the Xianmen Sect, which would not be at a loss.

But still, his heart couldn’t bear it.

Fellow students, teachers, they are not cold exchange numbers but living beings with emotions.

In this respect, the Nine Great Daoists seemed to have harder, colder hearts. They let these disciples scatter in all directions, prepared for their total demise, retaining only some important Inheritance Disciples or descendants undergoing Divinity Transformation around them.

Of course, if someone tried to use this to threaten Jiang Ding and tie his hands, he wouldn’t compromise.

Because all wars in history have proved that if you compromise with the enemy out of weakness, they will surely take an inch and then a mile, resulting in even greater casualties.

In that case, it would be better to harden one’s heart from the start.

”I’ve found it...!”

Jiang Ding suddenly looked up.

His Divine Sense was always connected to the hundreds of Spell Satellites of the Xianmen Sect.

Originally, within the satellite surveillance range, the Nine Great Daoists were not detectable, as their Concealment skills were extremely exquisite.

However, at this moment,

In a valley, they suddenly revealed their figures, each unleashing a peculiar magic that caused the Earth Veins within ten thousand miles to boil like tumultuous waves.

Jiang Ding’s concealed figure hastened its pace.

...

In a valley, the Nine Great Daoists were scattered in all directions, each with an immensely vast and heavy aura.

They each practiced their magic, drawing from ten thousand miles of Earth Veins, causing upheavals in all directions, as dragon-like mountains began to rise from the ground, advancing layer by layer towards the valley.

From the sky above, the area seemed to have formed a pattern of ten thousand dragons worshiping the earth’s core!

This pattern, referred to as supreme and noble in geomancy, was one that might not be born even in tens of thousands of years. It could nurture a true dragon, foster the great prosperity of a sect, and give birth to elites who would become famous across domains.

Of course, this is the saying of the Immortal Sects.

Within the Xianmen Sect, there was a similar theory, if the environment was optimal, it could lead to the birth of a multitude of geniuses and powerhouses, ultimately competing to emerge as the strongest, with the potential to lead a land of outstanding talents and sweep all directions.

Now, these Taoist disciples had forcibly created a Man-made Dungeon to worship a myriad of dragons!

”These Spell Satellites are such a nuisance,”

the Xuanwu Daoist looked up at the sky and said, feeling as uncomfortable as if thousands of ants were crawling over his body.

The Yin Yang Void Realm was a world round in heaven and square in earth.

Now, in a region at the very top of ’Heaven’s Round’, hundreds of Spell Satellites radiating strong magical fluctuations patrolled there, incessantly casting a wide range of super-sweeping magic over and over again, scouring everything on the great land.

Futhermore, at this very moment in the sky, a meteor rose upwards, joining the grand formation of stars, enhancing the aura of the Spell Satellite Formation somewhat, causing many Spell Satellites to begin to diffuse outward, detecting even more far-flung areas.

Given several more years, the entire Yin and Yang Void would be enveloped.

If it were in the wars of the past, many Cultivators from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace would have already gone up to fight and would not stop until they had destroyed these Spell Satellites, which wasn’t too difficult, as these Spell Satellites were quite fragile.

But now, they could only endure stoically.

”Xuanwu, bear with it,”

Shadow Demon sighed, ”You can still hide individually, but without the help of puppets, I would have already been locked onto by the Spell Satellites, unable to escape.”

”The Eastern Devil School, clearly only adept at group combat, why could the Great Sun Swordsman have been born there?”

”Indeed...”

The surrounding Taoist disciples felt a shared sentiment.

Boom!

Boom... Boom...

Dozens of days later, at the center of the worship of myriad dragons, accompanied by dragons’ roars and the turbulence of the Earth Vein and mountains, an aura as vast as a mountain range and of Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi appeared, its heavy presence spreading in all directions, making even Nascent Soul Monks suffocate.

The Nine Great Daoists’ eyes lit up.

”Hongmeng Xuanhuang Mother Qi... the foundation of a realm, something even a Master of Refining Nothingness cannot extract, only born in a world on the brink of life and nonexistence...”

An Tuzi yearned.

Around the Taoist disciples, there were subtle glances of hostility.

Despite prior agreements on who would go first or last, whether those agreements would be honored at this time was still a question, because the longer they waited, the less likely it was... after all, this was something that could aid in breaking through Refining Nothingness!

”Again...”

Suddenly, the expressions of all Nine Great Daoists changed in unison.

Boom!

A Great Sun rose!

Visions of towering ancient trees spread in all directions, and a world’s phantom filled with nascent and vanishing Sword Intent appeared from all around, with multiple strands of Sword Intent collectively guarding the center’s Destructive Great Sun, layer upon layer of increasing amplification and support, emanating a stronger aura of Destruction, Annihilation, and Forbidden Law, shining in all directions.

”Fellow Daoists,”

”What say you now?”

Jiang Ding stood on the Super Warship Great Sun, as one thousand and twenty-four Dyson Mirror Drones unfolded around, absorbing endless light, dazzling beyond compare.

”Fellow Daoists, I am not a person of unreasonable force.”

”Consider one of two choices,”

Jiang Ding spoke calmly, ”One, you and I fight a battle, life and death determined by fate.

Let me be frank, the Fourth Order Forbidden Nuclear Weapons on the Spell Satellite’s orbit have already targeted this location, your chance of victory is less than before.”

”The other option, give me the secret technique for this thing, I need it,”

Jiang Ding looked at the heavy aura of Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi among the myriad dragons.

In the Sword Realm Prototype, a sudden surge of greedy and yearning feelings transmitted out, so clear, so distinct, but like facing food not yet cooked, it hesitated with a faint sense of fear, afraid of falling apart if it were to swallow it whole.

”Or, you continue to flee, never stopping; I admit, it’s indeed helpless.”

Jiang Ding quietly looked at them.