Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding steered the Super Warship Great Sun upward.

Rising higher and higher, braving the fierce winds, he soared through the unseparated layers of the Realm Thunder Layer and the Gangwind Layer within the Yin Yang Void, reaching a thin layer of the Boundary Wall.

Here lies the shelter of a realm.

If billions of years later, this Void Realm evolves into a real world, this could be the wall of the world, providing protection for the countless creatures within the realm.

However, for now, it is still fragile, as if even the attack power of a Divinity Transformation level could break through it.

Jiang Ding stood in front of the Boundary Wall for a long time, beginning to maneuver the Super Warship Great Sun around the Wall, searching bit by bit, using secret techniques to sense in all directions.

It was much harder than on the ground.

The scent of the Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi was exceedingly rare, often requiring a long time to find even a trace, and as the Boundary Wall was always flowing, the scent could dissipate at any moment.

Jiang Ding wasn’t in a hurry, patiently searching, regardless of the passage of time.

In fact, after reaching the Golden Pill peak, he no longer needed cultivation; he had plenty of time, with much of it free to do as he pleased.

Within the Void Realm, Ouyang Hui, An Siyan, and others piloted warships searching in all directions, gathering and integrating the Yin Yang Creation Qi, while the Nine Great Daoists and their Taoist disciples patrolled everywhere, without any discoveries.

Jiang Ding and his Super Warship lingered above the Nine Heavens, inspecting the Boundary Wall little by little, pausing now and then, observing something.

”There’s a treasure, gone in an instant...”

Jiang Ding gently stroked the Boundary Wall, murmuring to himself.

Such an unformed Boundary Wall, one that is growing, is actually the best opportunity.

If it were within an Immortal Sect, it would be of at least a nine-star museum level, where even a Nascent Soul Cultivator could Enlighten the Dao, able to observe how the Boundary Wall of the real world forms.

This kind of insight was, needless to say, of great importance to Jiang Ding, who was in the process of constructing the Sword Realm Prototype.

”Space, undying, Ten Feet Unbreakable Space...”

Jiang Ding murmured.

In his mind, various insights surfaced, enriching his understanding of the Sword Realm Prototype, and his knowledge of the Space Dao grew rapidly.

In the Refining Void Space between his eyebrows, the sky of the Sword Realm underwent drastic changes; the Boundary Wall, Realm Thunder Layer, Gangwind Layer, and clouds all emerged one after another. Though still vague and many places not filled with Sword Intent, just illusions, the framework was already visible.

This was not the end.

As he continued to enlighten the Dao, the Sword Realm Prototype underwent subtle changes, constantly fine-tuning, inching closer to a real world, despite the distance, but progressing step by step.

However, this Sword Realm Prototype was not of the spherical heavens and square earth, but of a planetary shape, like a star.

Thus, Jiang Ding stood on the deck of the Super Warship Great Sun, staring blankly at the flowing Boundary Wall of the Yin Yang Void, letting the years slip by.

Unbeknownst to him, more than nine years had passed and the Yin Yang Void was on the verge of collapse.

Originally, this cosmic spectacle, flawed from the start, inherently incapable of becoming a real world, would have at least a lifespan of two hundred years.

In the life of a world, this was but a fleeting moment, like a stillborn infant, appearing in the universe, its first cry also a death knell.

Now, this process of death had been further shortened, perhaps due to the Horned Demon Tribe breaking the realm, or perhaps due to some other reason—no one knew.

This Void Realm had only a brief ten-year lifespan, now arriving at its end.

At this time, communications within and outside the Yin Yang Void would reopen, allowing the Great Experts of the Nine Great Immortal Sects to act, to retrieve their Taoist disciples.

If one were unfortunate enough to remain here, even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would perish alongside the world.

”Jiang Ding, it’s time to go...”

Immortal Gulin said gently.

Around her, one hundred and twenty-seven Immortal Sect Golden Pill Peak Cultivators, operating unmanned fleets and unmanned war machines, formed a terrifying steel Army Formation around the area, layer upon layer of guard.

In fact, they had been waiting for quite a while, seeing that there was someone enlightening the Dao here, not wanting to disturb him until now.

”Mhm.”

Jiang Ding nodded slightly, not indulging in anything.

In the distance, the Nine Great Daoists also cast their gazes this way, their gaze wary, especially at this critical moment as they did not trust the Great Sun Swordsman.

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”Come out.”

Jiang Ding didn’t look at them, he simply stated, ”The Space Dao of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan is indeed terrifying. I’ve stayed here for six years before I finally detected a trace of you in the space. It wasn’t easy.”

”Come out, come out of where?”

Immortal Gulin was startled, following Jiang Ding’s gaze toward the empty Boundary Wall.

It was forever flowing and changing.

There wasn’t any change because of the words, just silence and stillness.

”Huh?”

”Just a casual bluff, and there turns out to be nothing.”

Jiang Ding couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Boom!

The Super Warship Great Sun roared. One thousand and twenty-four Dyson Sunlight Beams suddenly appeared, alongside the sword-light, and in an instant struck a certain point within the Boundary Wall.

Boom!

Space shattered, and the Great Sun obliterated itself.

In the midst of the terrifying Annihilation and Forbidden Skill’s destructive intent, a charred giant of a hundred yards with black armor came into view, his body riddled with fresh, blood-drenched wounds. Strands of Sword Qi bored into them like bone-deep ulcers, destroying the surrounding flesh.

At this moment, what was undying was not the well-tempered Vajra body but the Great Sun Destruction Sword Qi!

Those wounds tried to heal, with threads and strands of tender flesh starting to emerge anew, but they were all torn apart by the Great Sun Destruction Sword Qi. As the flesh consumed a strand of Sword Qi, another one would regenerate, unceasingly.

”Cough cough...”

”Human slave, in the not too distant future, the Imperial Clan will seek revenge. Your race will be exterminated; every mortal and cultivator will die.”

This Horned Demon Emperor, coughing up blood, looked coldly at the green-robed youth not far away: ”The Imperial Clan will relocate even more intelligent races here, filling this Domain. Every lowly race will remember the fate of those who have killed an Emperor of our clan!”

He began to burn his Essence Blood, incinerating his flesh and body.

All of it converged towards the single horn, transforming into a terrifying beam of fresh blood and dark black mixture.

Immortal Gulin’s expression became grave.

This race, their spatial technology is too strong!

We must find and develop targeted measures; otherwise, the Immortal Sect Fleet will be in great danger and reveal a massive vulnerability.

”That sounds terrifying.”

Jiang Ding nodded his head.

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword, carrying the skies of Dyson Beams, struck down furiously.

Boom!

Boom boom!

One strike, two strikes, three strikes!

This Horned Demon Emperor was formidable, enduring three strikes from the Taiqing Flying Sword all by himself even after burning everything, and yet he still lived.

It was only after the fourth strike thundered down that his body exploded into a mist of blood, raining down like blood.

The remaining sole horn was collected by Jiang Ding into his Storage Jade Pendant.

”That should be all.”

Jiang Ding checked over and over again, finally paying it no further attention.

He pinched and activated the Formation Method he had prepared in advance. From within the Boundary Wall came a rumbling noise as space dragons roared and angrily flew towards this side, forming a Feng Shui pattern where thousands of dragons gathered to worship. A slightly crystalline and transparent Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi Heavenly Dragon emerged at the center.

Hum!

Jiang Ding’s forehead emitted streaks of gray light, falling upon the ten-thousand-yards-long Heavenly Dragon, sealing it and slowly dragging it into the prototype of the Sword Realm.