Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The Ice Snow Palace flew through the sky at a speed far surpassing the norm, almost reaching the level of a Divinity Transformation.

Strangely, the surrounding winds, white clouds, and even the occasional birds that flew past could pass through the palace as if it were a mirage, oblivious to its existence.

Occasionally, even Demon Monarchs and True Lords from the Human Race would pass by without noticing a thing.

Mu Tiansnow stood at the edge of the Ice Snow Palace, her gaze filled with alarm.

Not far from her, a familiar Loose Cultivator named Immortal Jinshi, who was known for his vigilance, flew straight toward the Ice Snow Palace, collided with it, and passed through as usual, disappearing behind it.

’This senior’s achievement in Concealment Spells is almost like Divine Abilities!’ she thought, taking a deep breath.

Mu Tiansnow glanced around.

Inside the Ice Snow Palace, including the surviving great royal Demon Monarchs, Demon Kings, and Demon Generals, all had fallen into a deep slumber, their life forces barely perceptible, as if they could extinguish at any moment.

This had all happened not long ago.

Before her eyes, one by one, the demon cultivators silently collapsed until the palace turned as quiet as death, without any further noise, eerily silent.

A nameless fear grew in Mu Tiansnow’s heart, and she didn’t dare stay in the main hall any longer. After respectfully bowing to the throne, she made her way to the edge of the palace.

As she watched the distant sky and clouds, the unease in her heart lessened slightly.

She dared not flee the place, nor did she dare ask where to go; she could only wait.

On the throne in the main hall,

a young man in green robes sat upright.

He gazed into the distance, motionless for a long time, statue-like, immersed in the lengthy lifespans’ common insensitivity to time.

Many Nascent Soul Cultivators would often zone out for years.

His Sea of Consciousness underwent turbulent changes as he pondered something.

”Was my recent state somewhat off?” he wondered.

Jiang Ding had a habit of self-reflection.

This was something Immortal Dinghai, among other teachers, had instilled in him, and he did not truly believe that his Sword Heart was so flawless as to allow for complacency.

”I seem to have been too cruel toward my subordinates,” he acknowledged.

”I should give them a choice. Everyone has the right to choose comfort, provided they are willing to abandon their path and their status. There is nothing wrong with seeking ease,” he reasoned.

”Constantly forcing them into deadly struggles with formidable foes doesn’t seem quite right either.”

”Yes, indeed, my past behavior was influenced by the Great Sun Inheritance,” he concluded.

Jiang Ding swept his Divine Sense Scanning through his Sea of Consciousness once more.

As for the surrounding demon cultivators, he would not kill them now unless something unexpected occurred.

Because the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch was still alive.

If Jiang Ding now killed the daughter of Ice Field Heavenly Monarch, she would fall into madness, take action herself, and relentlessly slaughter all of the Human Race mortals and Low Rank Cultivators. Not many could withstand her wrath.

Not even Jiang Ding could.

He could protect himself and even had a slight chance of defeating Ice Field Heavenly Monarch, but killing her would be very difficult.

”Wait,” he told himself.

”We must wait.”

”All man-eating monsters must die, but the timing is not right now.”

Jiang Ding silently mused, ”Acting impulsively is unacceptable. Once the Divinity Transformation is slain, I’ll personally handle these Demon Monarchs and Demon Kings. To bully the weak with strength is the way of the Righteous Dao.”

”The promotion of subordinate sword cultivators must be earned by themselves; we cannot reserve enemies specifically for them.”

”In this regard, successive Dari Swordsmen indeed made mistakes.”

”Keeping enemies as sharpening tools for subordinates may indeed be merciful and tolerant, but to the vast population of the Northern Plains, it is a form of cruelty.”

”Even now in the Northern Plains, how many of the Human Race have fallen into slavery and become blood food, and how many mortals are suffering terrible calamities every moment.”

”When capable and without compromising my own safety, I cannot allow any justification to perpetuate their suffering.”

”The collective interest of sword cultivators must give way before the collective interest of the Human Race!”

After mulling it over, Jiang Dingyi felt as if his Dao Heart had become much clearer.

By this time, more than a month had passed.

Even maintaining a fully concealed state, moving at speeds close to the Divine Transformation, he had nevertheless traversed a vast distance, drawing ever closer to the Liudao Sect’s mountain gate.

Jiang Ding stood up and looked into the distance.

At the horizon, a light blue glow began to appear, the Primordial Magnetic Qi surged towards the heavens, rippling across tens of thousands of miles; cultivators here, without specialized secret techniques and years of adaptive training, often find themselves sporadically in a state of Mana stagnation, which can slightly affect even Divinity Transformation Cultivators.

This was a natural geographical advantage of immense proportion.

Who knows how many tens of thousands of years ago, an ancestor of the Liudao Sect, a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch, ventured through the archaic deadly lands of the Northern Plains, the Yin Yang Magneto Spiritless Mountain, clearing obstacles and smoothing Earth Veins, setting up Formation Methods to control magnetic storms, establishing his Sect’s foundation here, wishing to pass down his legacy for countless generations.

Alas, the Liudao Sect was later usurped by the descendants of Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, turning the Sect into a family affair, reflecting the impermanence of the world.

Nevertheless, this place is still a renowned spirit land in the Northern Plains, with significant defensive advantages; even the Ice Phoenix Immortal, and even the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch have never considered attacking this place first.

Because the strength of the Primordial Magnetism Forbidden Law here is too formidable; if one cannot break through it and gets trapped, even Heavenly Monarchs risk perishing should enemy Divinity Transformation Cultivators arrive.

”Eh? This place...”

Jiang Ding instantly discovered something.

With eyes closed, he felt for a moment; he detected no restraint from forbidden laws, but instead, he felt waves of familiarity and comfort that made his eyes light up.

”Excellent place!”

”Back then, it seems I left not only a trace of Yin Yang Magnetic Extreme Divine Light, but also my Cave Mansion was lost here?”

This naturally occurring Primordial Magnetic spirit land was simply his natural home!

Excitement surged within Jiang Ding.

He couldn’t wait to dismantle the Liudao Sect’s Formation Method that restrained the vast Magneto Spiritless Mountain, allowing the force of the Primordial Magnetism to once again spread across tens of thousands of miles, transforming it back into a haven for Primordial Magnetic creatures.

”No rush, no rush,”

”This Formation is of the Fifth Order medium grade, capable of reaching Fifth Order superior grade at critical moments; quite ingenious indeed...”

”...and besides, it’s best not to completely destroy the Formation; God-level Formations are very expensive, I’m short on money now, so I have to save every penny I can...”

Jiang Ding flew out of the Ice Snow Palace.

He used Magic to shrink the palace to the size of a fist, then added several seals, placed it in his pocket, greatly strengthened his Concealment, and painstakingly, stealthily made his way towards the Liudao Sect’s mountain gate.

Formation Dao is the foundation upon which Xianmen Sects establish themselves in their Domains.

Cultivators from Xianmen Sects, whether they are Alchemists, Artifact Refiners, or Warship Craftsmen, cannot manage without proficiency in Formation Dao; it’s essential for any work.

Formation Dao is foundational education; without sufficient proficiency, Cultivators cannot graduate.

After breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage, Jiang Ding devoted himself to learning Fifth Order Formations; with years of study, he had successfully qualified for the title of Fifth Order medium grade Array Master from Xianmen Sect, receiving a yearly stipend.

This was a Fifth Order medium grade Array Master fit for a Domain Overlord!

The kind that could utterly dominate Array Masters of the same level from a Small World, surpassing peers in knowledge reserves, vision, and practical experience.

Jiang Ding observed the Liudao Sect’s Formation intently, with utmost caution.