Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”You understand the situation well, and that’s good.”

Jiang Ding nodded, ignoring the pale-faced Shadow Demon Daoist who had spat blood all over the ground and turned to leave.

After this incident, the teaching effectiveness of the Shadow Demon class improved dramatically.

The Shadow Demon Daoist not only prepared the class lessons in advance but also distributed handouts beforehand and humbly learned teaching methods from other teachers at Xianmen, quickly bringing her students’ performance to a mid-level standard at Qingfeng University.

No more, no less, just mid-level.

What she taught were top-level Concealment Spells and Concealment Cultivation Methods from the Shadow Demon Abyss, which were highly compatible with the pathway of Scout Sword Cultivators at Xianmen, offering many students significant insights.

It can only be said that, being one of the top talents in their Domain, as long as Taoist disciples take something seriously, it’s almost impossible for them to be the bottom.

Forget about cultural and customary differences.

These are no issue for Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators who have countless identities.

Even Jiang Ding, after observing such teaching effectiveness, showed a serious demeanor. Every time the Shadow Demon Daoist had a class, he would personally attend to listen, often gaining insight and learning a lot from her, who bases her identity on Concealment.

Time passed slowly.

Without realizing it, more than sixty years had gone by.

In the Great Sun Heavenly Pond, after Jiang Ding inscribed the twenty-seventh Great Sun Tian Gang Ban on the Taiqing Flying Sword, he admired the sword for a while before flying towards the Xianmen Science Institute.

There, many Heavenly Monarchs of Xianmen, including Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, Heavenly Monarch Wanji, and others had arrived. They were without discussion, simply watching a group of shadows in the plaza nearby, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

These individuals were Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators who had completed special training and had been recognized both by Xianmen and the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

They were in the process of saying farewell to these shadows.

Today, these cultivators were to be dispatched. Under the covert protection of the developing Nine Spirits Life and Death Illusionary Yin-Yang Dust Formation, they would silently infiltrate the Horned Ming Realm to establish a foothold for their own Domain.

This was a formal contact between two Domains.

With this departure, it was unknown whether they would achieve merits, successfully scout and gather plentiful intelligence about other Domains, or lead their own Domain into the throes of war and destruction.

Everything remained unknown.

”These years, we and the Eight Great Immortal Sects have done a lot of work,”

Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch explained softly: ”With the observations of the natural conditions of the Horned Ming Realm and the characteristics of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan’s Cultivation Methods made by the Master of Refining Nothingness and the Central Array Spirit Computer, we have designed the ’Shadow’ series of individual Treasure Mech Armors. They can operate alone or assemble for Army Formation combat.”

”Moreover, we have developed Spirit Soul Restrictions tailored to the Horned Demon Imperial Clan to ensure that the shadows’ Divine Souls will self-destruct immediately upon any contact. This Spirit Soul Restriction even has a degree of proactive computational ability. Should it assess the external environment as extremely dangerous with a high risk of leaking secrets, it will initiate self-destruction beforehand.”

”We have also designed personalized Magic and Cultivation Methods for every Golden Pill Nascent Soul Cultivator to capitalize on their strength to the fullest extent... and prepared a large number of Talismans...”

”...Almost armed to the teeth, with Concealment capabilities enhanced to the current limits of their Realm.”

”Yet whether they can succeed or not is unknown.”

”Even, it’s possible that upon entering, the Horned Demon Imperial Clan will become aware of their presence, bringing a crisis of destruction upon our own Domain... Over the years, Xianmen has made every effort to strengthen the Dharma-Ending City located in the depths of the universe, moving it further away... Should there come a day when great change occurs, we hope it will be useful...”

Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch babbled on, uncharacteristically.

Contact with a strange Immortal Path civilization had brought him enormous psychological pressure, and he was a bit out of sorts.

Amidst a flash of spatial transmission light, the Shadow Demon Daoist and a group of Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators vanished without a trace.

Before leaving, the Shadow Demon seemed to be gazing in the direction of Jiang Ding.

They would pass through here hundreds or thousands of times via teleportation, subjected to layer upon layer of Refinement Void Level inspections, with each Immortal Sect conducting multiple checks to ensure infallibility before they would emerge in the channel to the Horned Ming Realm, sealed by the Star Domain Grand Formation, to be personally dispatched by several Great Experts to carry out their mission in the Horned Ming Realm.

After discussing some matters of war preparation and research with the various Heavenly Monarchs, Jiang Ding and everyone else parted ways.

As the war drew ever closer, everyone had an abundance of responsibilities, whether it was cultivation, production, research and development, with threads of their Divine Souls stretched into multiple tasks, leaving virtually no free time.

Jiang Ding returned to the Great Sun Heavenly Pond.

The Sun God Wood behind him thunderously rose, spreading its branches and leaves into the Sun Abyss, enduring the honing of Sword Intent and the Divine Soul.

As he breathed, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence within a thousand li radius surged towards him, the winds howling and the clouds billowing.

Not just the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence.

As he cultivated, tiny cracks formed in space, and strands of pitch-black color containing infinite radiation, the power of mutation, the ultimate Forbidden Nucleic Weapons were drawn in, flying into the Sun God Wood transforming from the Taiqing Flying Sword, causing arrays of fleshy protrusions to emerge on the dazzling Sun God Wood, along with countless tiny eyeballs, tentacles, scales, and the like, all grotesquely terrifying.

This was the mutative force of radiation from the Forbidden Nucleic Weapons!

Compared to the fine absorption from a hundred years ago, the Taiqing Flying Sword now was engulfing black twisted strands voraciously like a whale, as if it would never be satiated, making YueLing’s scalp tingle.

The Sun God Wood sprouted eyeballs, scales, mouths, arms, and other monstrous features, instantly transforming from Sun God Wood into an extremely vicious and malevolent flesh demon tree; anyone visiting the Sun Abyss of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond would immediately conclude that this was the most evil demon cave in the world.

Clang!

Clang! Clang!

As the arms, eyeballs, and scales proliferated, the Taiqing Flying Sword could no longer tolerate it, releasing a space spirit-like sword cry, and the advanced Great Sun Destroying Sword Intent erupted, suppressing everything, destroying everything.

It even drew upon the Great Sun Destroying Sword Intent flames from within the Sun Abyss, turning into bright golden flames, falling upon the densely grown arms, eyeballs, and scales of the Sun God Wood.

These twisted eyeballs and mouths wailed, cursed, and wept until they all turned into showers of white ash and fell.

The Sun God Wood regained its dazzling golden color.

The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence from within a thousand li continuously flowed in, falling into the ten-thousand-meter-tall Sun God Wood, its light brilliant and divine, the Sun Abyss once again became the dwelling of immortals and gods from mythologies.

Jiang Ding turned a blind eye to the various strange phenomena in the outside world.

He continued to cultivate, dedicating a large portion of the Divine Soul Computational Power to study, reading, handling all kinds of miscellaneous matters, all the while incessantly accumulating his Mana, never pausing for a moment.

Time flowed by like water.

The Nine Great Immortal Sects were all preparing for the Domain war, with internal strife nearly vanishing completely. All Nascent Soul Cultivators, Nascent Soul Monks, Golden Pill Monks, were striving in their cultivation, day and night drilling Army Formations, crafting Treasures, drawing Talismans, practicing Alchemy... desperately making all kinds of preparations.

Despite the terrifying peace between Domains, it still felt like living on a powder keg, all Cultivators being extremely cautious as if foreseeing that a single tiny spark could instantly trigger a devastating explosion that could destroy the Star Domain.

In such a calm yet anxious atmosphere between Domains,

Inadvertently, another thirty years passed by.

On this day, within the Sun Abyss, the storm that had lasted for decades gradually subsided, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi no longer flowed wildly, the Great Sun Essence no longer collected, everything returned to the calm and natural state of the world.

”My journey at the Mid-stage of Nascent Soul has reached its end.”

”It’s time to break through to Nascent Soul Late-Stage.”

Jiang Ding awoke, opening his eyes.