Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Are there any Divinity Transformation cultivators left in the Northern Plains Human Race?”

”Just to let things go like this?”

Jiang Ding frowned.

This was uncertain.

In the eyes of many high-rank cultivators, mortals are a species that can grow in large numbers in a hundred years; if they die, they die.

If the demon race can be dealt with later, in at most a few hundred years, allowing natural growth and reproduction, it will be yet another prosperous land of the human race.

Even if one were to consider the darker side of things, this might be intentional.

The Northern Plains has seen constant rebellions, with cultivators betraying their principles deeply, and slaughtering the noble bloodlines of the King’s Court without any reverence, not seeing themselves as lowly compared to those noble bloodlines, believing that their fate is in their own hands, not in heaven’s.

These cultivators, as well as the vast mortals they influenced, if they die, they die.

In the view of many family cultivators, they should die.

Then, after spending a few more hundreds of years to breed another batch of mortals and cultivators, carefully teach them from a young age how to respect the noble bloodlines of the King’s Court, filtering them layer by layer, blocking all the pollution from the outside world, and perhaps there will be more pleasant surprises.

The ancient noble bloodlines might be revived under these circumstances and rule everything once again.

”As of now, Wanyao Valley of the West Desert occupies more than half of the Northern Plains, turning it into a paradise for the demon race and keeping the human race as servants and food,” according to the Central Courtyard meeting records.

”The remaining small half of the grassland is ruled by the Liudao Sect, Guishan Iron Family, and Great Sun Sect. These three major powers dare not easily step out of the range of their Sect Array and are barely confronting each other. Wan Yao Valley also doesn’t dare to attack, deterred by the heavy casualties suffered before.”

”Tu Shan Maiden Corps continues to follow their lord’s command, lurking in the obscure parts of the Cultivation World, and in the remote mortal kingdoms.”

”If anyone can no longer withstand the loneliness, immediately sever all of their connections and strip them of all their titles.”

”Until... the wait for our lord’s return.”

”With a further increase in cultivation base, our lord will return!”

The Nascent Soul stage maid, in charge of the record, wrote eagerly.

Over seventy years ago, Immortal Tushan contacted them for the last time; her command was ’to lurk, to guard against the lurking of Divinity Transformation or higher-level beings, and to leave life and death to fate.’

This message made all the Central Courtyard maids shudder!

A Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator, who had plotted for hundreds of years and endured in silence for hundreds of years, suddenly defied common sense and decided to provoke an opponent of the Divinity Transformation rank. What was she doing?

She must have been preparing to make a desperate move to break through to Divinity Transformation!

If successful, the Tu Shan Maiden Corps would naturally rise to heaven with a single leap and become the maids of a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch with immeasurable prospects ahead!

After all, that one was known for being generous, proud, with no relatives, and not one to restrict her subordinates in any way.

What if she failed?

This outcome was frightening.

Enraging a legendary Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch, a figure akin to a celestial being on earth, and then failing... what would be the consequences?

Probably everyone would die!

This caused all the maids to fear and shudder; without needing any urging, they frantically fled in all directions. Forget about Nascent Soul stage cultivation, they ran to the mortal world, into uninhabited forests, casting everything aside, just to survive.

In fact, Immortal Tushan was only informing them.

Lurking or not was optional.

They were responsible for their own lives.

After more than seventy years, many maids’ fear of the Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch finally began to subside slightly. After much contemplation, many started to reconnect with the Cultivation World, especially those at the Golden Core period and below, whose lifespans were limited and could not endure any longer.

The sharp increase in the casualties of Tushan maids recently was due to this reason.

Jiang Ding disregarded this.

”There are mainly two things, no, three things that concern me,” Jiang Ding’s thoughts were clear: ”First, to kill Xi Ping’an, second, to destroy the Guishan Iron Family and the Liudao Sect, and third, to bring peace to the Northern Plains, executing all man-eating monsters.”

”No one knows where Xi Ping’an is.”

”So, should we destroy the Liudao Sect first?”

”Having my Yin Yang Primordial Magnet Divine Light scattered about isn’t ideal either.”

”However, all of this is predicated on obtaining accurate intelligence, especially concerning god-transforming level characters. Without such information, I’d rather do nothing at all.”

For Xianmen cultivators, intelligence is life.

”Who would be so kind as to inform me about the Nascent Soul Cultivators?”

Jiang Ding mused to himself.

The answer quickly emerged in his mind.

Immortal Jianyang was one such individual through whom Jiang Ding had received information about Xi Ping’an, a god-transforming powerhouse of the Great Sun Sword Sect.

By extension, the Supreme Elder of the Liudao Sect, the Six-Fingered Old Demon, the Six-Fingered Immortal, the Supreme Elder of the Guishan Tie Family, Immortal Tian Gui… along with the royal Demon Monarchs of Wanyao Valley and the Ice Phoenix Demon Monarch.

These three individuals were the strongest in their respective forces and had the highest likelihood of contacting Nascent Soul Cultivators.

What was crucial was their weakness.

They were merely at the Nascent Soul Stage, and even if they possessed life-saving trump cards bestowed by Divinity Transformation Cultivators, they weren’t to be feared. No accidents would happen, and Spirit Soul Restrictions could not stop anything.

As for difficulty and risk?

Jiang Ding didn’t believe these people never left their Sect or always stayed within their Deity Transformation Great Formation.

Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators and Demon Monarchs are strong among those at the Nascent Soul stage, yet they have a significant disadvantage—having expended much time to reach the peak of Nascent Soul, their remaining Life Energy is at most a bit over two hundred years or at least just over a hundred years.

If they didn’t want to die, they would inevitably search for opportunities frequently in various places to prepare for their final struggle. It was impossible for them to be content to simply wait for death within the Sect Array.

”So, it might take some time?”

”No matter,”

”No matter at all.”

Jiang Ding seemed relaxed, even somewhat leisurely, ”This Heavenly Monarch has a lifespan of two thousand years, not counting various life-extending techniques. If I use all kinds of top-tier life-extending Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, a lifespan of two thousand five hundred years would be easy.”

”I have so much Life Energy, which is exactly what this is for.”

”Why should I rush headlong into danger, attacking other Sects protected by Divinity Transformation Great Formations?”

”Don’t even think about it!”

”This Heavenly Monarch can sit by and watch two generations of Nascent Soul Immortals from birth to death, while casually observing the life of a mortal. What patience could these three aged individuals have to compete with me?”

”No information on these three can be found in the Tushan Maiden Corps Central Courtyard, as they cannot access such high-level intelligence.”

”However, the Great Sun Sect should have some.”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense unfolded, spreading, adjusting, and activating the magic of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion heritage.

Soon, more than eighty thousand Tushan maid star points swiftly passed through the Sea of Consciousness.

In even more distant places, new star points began to appear—dozens of them—each a Nascent Soul Immortal, with even smaller dots representing the Golden Pill Monks of the Great Sun Sect.

These were the Nascent Soul Immortals of both the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and the Great Sun Dharma Sect.

At this moment, there was no need to get any closer, for in the same Minor Thousand World, Jiang Ding could determine the location of all Cultivators practicing the Great Sun Sword Pavilion Technique!

”Forty-three Nascent Soul Immortals...”

Jiang Ding counted and was slightly surprised.

The seeds sown by the previous generation Dari Swordsman had grown quite a bit by now, nearly making up half of all Nascent Soul Cultivators in the Northern Plains.

If not for the existence of Wanyao Valley and internal turmoil, the Great Sun Sect would be the undisputed ruler of the Northern Plains Sects, capable of sweeping through all opponents.

Jiang Ding merely glanced over them without lingering. His gaze quickly settled on two particularly bright star points.

The Tianyang Immortal and True Master Void Square.

These two were currently the strongest in the law vein and sword vein of the Great Sun Sect.

Boom!

Intense, destructive, undying will, like a blazing sun, crossed the vast distance and descended upon their Divine Souls.