Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding no longer indulged in wild thoughts and focused his gaze on the Taoist in the starry robe.

Immortal Da’ai.

This person seemed somewhat familiar; he gained fame during the Golden Core Stage, forming a Righteous Army within the territories of the Great Sun Sword Sect just like Blood Cloud did, persisting for a long time before being defeated, also once a figure akin to the Northern Plains’ elites.

At this moment, a memory from a few hundred years ago was transmitted to Jiang Ding through a clone that had a sixth-order Concealment Talisman from the Xianmen Sect.

’In this person, especially deep within the Divine Soul, I sensed a certain rotten, bloody odor…’

Jiang Ding recalled the intel from his Concealment clone.

This person had met with his clone before, and the impression was profound.

Jiang Ding fell into contemplation.

Immortal Da’ai maintained a respectful posture of salutation for seven consecutive days.

”Junior Da’ai, greets Tushan Heavenly Monarch!”

After seven days, Immortal Da’ai changed direction and saluted respectfully again.

Another seven days passed, and the cycle repeated.

”He knows I’m coming!”

”That’s right, it must be so.”

A surge of killing intent welled up in Jiang Ding’s heart, reverberating: ”Why? How does he know? Through what channels, what abilities?”

”Capture him, Soul Searching…”

A thought appeared in Jiang Ding’s mind.

”Crime?”

Jiang Ding’s thoughts were immediately followed by another one.

To many, it looked very hypocritical.

But for him, it was crucial, affecting his Dao Heart, also the most important reason why he could treat Internal Demons as nothing during the Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation and Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.

Everything I do is just!

Those who wish to oppose, please list reasons I recognize, and if you can’t, it’s all nonsense, to be cut down with a single sword.

To assign a crime was an easy task.

Jiang Ding had lived in this world for several hundred years and had yet to meet a cultivator who wasn’t guilty of something—murder for treasure, refining treasures with Human Souls, slaughtering mortals—these were deeds nearly every cultivator in the Northern Plains had done to varying extents.

He who kills others will be killed by others.

If in the past they did not care about so-called justice and killed without restraint, now they must accept it if they get killed by someone else.

Whether or not the other party accepted it, Jiang Ding had made up his mind for them.

Because if someone else killed him, Jiang Ding would accept it too, offering them even more leniency, allowing others to treat him unjustly, but not allowing anyone to dare be an exception.

”What crime can be attributed to this Immortal Da’ai? Murder? Massacring mortals? Siding with the Demon Race? …”

”None?”

”None?! ”

Jiang Ding pondered deeply, searching his mind strenuously for a long time before inhaling sharply, ”Could it be? This kind of person is common in the Xianmen Sect, they’re everywhere, but how could there be such a person in the Northern Plains?”

”None!”

”Not a single crime!”

”Every person this man has killed had a justified reason, either as an enemy on the battlefield or the other party had committed a misdeed for which he had evidence, such as murder, human trafficking, the Demon Race eating humans…”

”Seems like a great philanthropist, right?”

”But this Immortal Da’ai has killed many, a great many, an extremely large number of people!”

”Regardless of whether they were mortals, Qi Practitioners, Foundation-building cultivators, or Golden Pill Monks, he doesn’t discriminate, as soon as the crime is undoubtedly confirmed, he eagerly executes them, killing far more people than I have…”

”I have a feeling, as if I’ve seen this before.”

Jiang Ding’s expression turned somber.

After serious contemplation, it seemed like this person had a strong targeting towards him; appearing to harbor no malice, a righteous defender who hated evil, even having a Daoist name that preached great love.

Yet instinctively, Jiang Ding keenly smelled danger, that deeply hidden malice.

Too coincidental.

Too many coincidences!

”Junior Da’ai,”

Immortal Da’ai again iterated the seven-day cycle, which looked perfectly normal at a single glance, but repeated countless times, appeared exceedingly strange.

”Greets Tushan Heavenly Monarch!”

This time, what was different was that a young man in green clothes slowly materialized in front of him, his expression serene.

”Greetings, Heavenly Monarch!”

Immortal Da’ai felt a shock in his heart and stated with respect.

Silence ensued, with no response given.

A chill went down Immortal Da’ai’s spine.

He could distinctly feel an immense Divine Sense and Sword Intent descending upon him, meticulously scanning him bit by bit.

He did not know how much time had passed.

Immortal Da’ai stood with his hands bound, maintaining a respectful demeanor.

”Da’ai.”

”There is a hidden decay and the scent of blood deep within your Divine Soul.”

Jiang Ding slowly said, ”Can you tell me why this is?”

Boom!

A terrifying pressure descended from the heavens!

It was as if the Great Sun had fallen, countless gods perished, heralding great terror, annihilation, and the withering of all life, signaling the era of the end of the law.

All Cultivators fell into despair, death, unable to transcend further.

A surging murderous intent raged furiously, soaring to the sky!

”I...”

Immortal Da’ai showed a trace of panic.

This is not right!

This is not how it should be!

It was I who chanced upon the Great Sun Sword Master and then shared my plan with him, after which we cooperated to overthrow the Guishan Tie Family; it was supposed to be just like with Immortal Qingyun, obtaining what my Dao required, nearly identical to the other.

This is how it should have been!

Why has such a change occurred?

Aura?

What rotten and bloody aura is this? What is going on?

Is he going to kill me? Why?

I have not violated any Tushan Law!

But indeed, he truly wants to kill me!!!

This thought instinctively emerged in Immortal Da’ai’s mind, filled with fear, his body trembling, yet without any intention of resistance; instead, he desperately reached out with his Divine Sense toward something within his Elixir Field.

”What?”

”What decay and bloody scent?”

Suppressing his various fears, Immortal Da’ai voiced his doubts as appropriately as possible, sincerely saying, ”Heavenly Monarch, I do not know.”

The murderous intent suddenly turned icy cold.

As if entering a frozen hell of ice, death loomed the very next moment.

”Heavenly Monarch, I truly do not know,”

Immortal Da’ai’s fear somewhat lessened as he spoke again, with sincere earnestness.

Jiang Ding remained silent.

The surrounding icy murderous intent abruptly dissipated.

”You, you know me well.”

”You really do know me well,”

Jiang Ding sighed, ”You knew I would be here, you know I would not kill someone who has not violated the Tushan Law, and you even know the purpose of my visit.”

”Can you tell me why?”

Yes, he had given up on the idea of slaying this person on the spot, despite the innate warnings, despite being absolutely certain he could nip the danger in the bud.

’Would my Dao Heart shatter due to so-called warnings?’

’He may become very powerful in the future?’

’And what of it? If he becomes strong, then he becomes strong. That is a good thing. Why worry? If he violates the Tushan Law, then he shall be slain. If I cannot defeat him, then I can simply flee.’

At this moment, Jiang Ding regained his inner calm, no longer concerned about anything.

”Heavenly Monarch,”

Immortal Da’ai’s heart skipped, but he remained composed, offering the answer he had long prepared, ”I once came upon a fortunate encounter and acquired a profound divination heritage, and at great cost, I divined your whereabouts.”

”This is that inheritance; I ask the Heavenly Monarch to look it over,”

Immortal Da’ai produced an incredibly ancient Jade Slip, filled with the aura of passing time.

”Look it over?”

”I do not seize inheritances from non-hostile targets,”

Jiang Ding sighed and turned to leave.

This Immortal Da’ai had waited for him with such patience, risking great dangers, perhaps there was a very easy way to break the Guishan Tie Family’s Formation Method, acquire plenty of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures effortlessly, and it wouldn’t be harmful to him.

That must be the plan of Immortal Da’ai.

He had a way with words and his methods were effective; he might have planned meticulously for countless years.

But Jiang Ding no longer wished to listen.

The unknown, the vast unknown, made him uneasy. The immeasurable benefits that Immortal Da’ai could not even conceive were no longer important to him.