Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1276: Chapter 1244: This is Tushan’s Army

Four hundred and seventy years.

In the time scale of twenty thousand years, this is relatively brief, equivalent to about two months in the lifespan of a mortal.

Jiang Ding stowed the Taiqing Flying Sword and examined it closely in front of him.

For now, the Taiqing Flying Sword has reached the limit of a Primordial Spirit Treasure, with every aspect of its material already at the level of a Refining Void Space Treasure. However, it is incapable of birthing Rule Divine Prohibitions, thus it falls far short of being a Space Treasure.

“The moment when the Six Paths Reincarnation Order Structure is completed, that will be the opportunity for the Taiqing Flying Sword to break through…”

Jiang Ding murmured.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Order Structure will greatly accelerate the progress of the Taiqing Flying Sword in forming Rule Divine Prohibitions, and when that time comes, there will no longer be any difficulty in breaking through.

Jiang Ding stored the Taiqing Flying Sword into the embryonic form of his Sword Realm within his brow, transforming it into the eternal Great Sun within the Sword Realm, promoting the growth of heaven and earth within the Sword Realm, and giving birth to the Six Paths Order.

Jiang Ding glanced at the cosmic starry sky.

Mana surged around his body, exerting enormous pressure on the surrounding starry sky, which in turn triggered flickers of lightning like tiny serpents in the sky, and faint clouds seemed to be gathering.

This was not an Ascension Lightning Tribulation, but rather a Heavenly Tribulation.

This starry sky was vastly different from that of the Nine Spirits Realm, containing some kind of ‘Ascension Rule,’ possibly put in place by an ancient and fearsome Immortal Level power, with the aim of expanding their dominion by dozens or hundreds of times and drawing in Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure and Elite individuals from countless Minor Thousand Worlds.

Now, with Jiang Ding’s strength repeatedly exceeding the Peak of Hua Shen and almost perfectly aligning with the ‘Ascension Rule,’ the Heavenly Tribulation in the void is showing signs of being self-activating and descending spontaneously.

If this were ancient times, a Heavenly Tribulation might already have appeared.

It’s a terrifying means for an Immortal Level power to recruit fresh blood; no, it could also be a means to absorb blood food and provisions. In any case, it has a certain coercive nature.

“Not now, it’s not the right time.”

Jiang Ding whispered.

His strength is far from the limit at this point, it’s not feasible to explore unknown places just yet.

Moreover, if he can obtain the resources for his growth in the Nine Spirits Realm and the Horned Ming Realm, even if he reaches his limit, he wouldn’t take risks; it’s not worth it.

“Seal!”

Jiang Ding executed a Mana Technique, using Sword Qi and order as mediums, casting Runes onto himself.

He is using a Sealing Technique from the Xianmen Sect to gradually lower his own aura, and even sealed a portion of his Divine Sense and Mana, reducing his strength below the warning level.

If necessary, he could break the seal at any time.

After everything was done, Jiang Ding flicked his sleeve, turning into an Escape Light and flew towards the direction of the Minor Thousand World.

…

In the East Sea, the Blood Demon Abyss.

Jiang Ding descended from the sky, looking towards the sea in front of him.

This is a blood sea whirlpool of approximately ten thousand miles in size, rotating slowly yet ceaselessly. From the center of this abyss, various ghost creatures such as corpse ghosts, zombies, skeletons, and spectral ghosts are sporadically vomited out, with the numbers varying between tens of thousands and thousands, with strengths ranging from cultivating Qi to Golden Pill, and occasionally Nascent Soul level beings appear.

These ghost creatures, with blood-red glints in their eyes, attack all living beings indiscriminately upon emerging.

“Fall!”

A cultivator from the Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis camp executed a Mana Technique, and a sun-like orb of light descended from the sky, obliterating these ghostly creatures.

The Spiritual Light and mist dispersed, leaving only a few bones and scraps of flesh, along with Ghost Crystals on the ground.

Jiang Ding frowned slightly.

He did a quick calculation of the Mana expenditure of that cultivator camp and the comparative value of the spoils of war, only to find that it was extremely cost-ineffective, with the spoils of war unable to compensate for the consumption.

These ghost creatures seemed real, and to his Divine Sense, they all were real, but once annihilated, the majority of the matter and the energy within their bodies disappeared.

Yes, disappeared.

It’s unknown how these materials and energies emerged, as well as how they vanished.

This is a completely losing deal.

Not to mention, stationed around here are not just one camp of Cultivators led by an Immortal of Nascent Soul but rather the three great armies of Tushan, the Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis, the Great Sun Longsword Metropolis, and the Tu Shan Maiden Corps, all of which have suffered heavy losses from historical lessons and dare not be careless.

“Is this the creation of that Blood Dao Refining Void?”

Jiang Ding hesitated.

Does a Refining Nothingness being that he killed, possess such ability?

“Who?!!”

At this moment, the many Cultivators of the Primordial Magic Heavenly Metropolis discovered a figure that suddenly appeared amidst the great army.

Without a second thought, they performed Mana Techniques, and a plethora of Scorching Sun light spheres as large as mountains formed a grand Army Formation cascading down towards this side with incredible Magic fluctuations and terrifying momentum.

Even without the Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch leading the formation, they still exhibited power at the peak of Hua Shen level, truly worthy of being one of the three great armies of the Tushan Central Court.

In an instant, upon sensing the incoming person’s aura, the mountain-sized glowing spheroids of blazing light suddenly extinguished.

“Impossible!”

“Why is this?”

Many Immortals of Nascent Soul were shocked.

The Formation Instruments they had refined for who knows how many years, the thousand Primordial Radiance Halls, suddenly lost all Spiritual Light, no longer accepting their Mana and Divine Sense input, and even creating a terrifying rebounding force intent on pulverizing their Divine Souls and blood-flesh bodies into a mist of blood, utterly annihilating their divine souls.

Many Immortals of Nascent Soul were extremely fearful.

“Stop.”

With a light tap of Jiang Ding’s finger, the rebounding force from the thousand Primordial Radiance Halls dissipated.

This is the fragility of an organized entity in the rivers of time.

After twelve hundred years, Jiang Ding no longer recognized any of the Cultivators here, and without shared memories, they naturally would not be loyal to Jiang Ding.

The scene where the founding emperor resurrects and the ministers and army bow their heads in reverence is, after all, just wishful thinking.

At a crucial moment, any Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch commands far more respect among these soldiers of the Tushan Central Court than Jiang Ding ever could, and these troops would definitely obey the orders of other Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs.

Fortunately, the strong in the Cultivation World do not rely on respect to rule.

The devastating rebounding force emanating from the thousand Primordial Radiance Halls disappeared as abruptly as it had appeared.

“Attacking the Master of Tushan Central Court without permission, Tushan Heavenly Monarch, is a capital offense.”

At this moment, the cold voice emanated from the administrative heavy weaponry of Tushan Central Court, the Ten Thousand Miles Beacon Tower.

“Tushan Heavenly Monarch!”

“Heavenly Monarch!”

Countless Cultivators around showed a look of horror on their faces, one after another kneeling to the ground, bowing and saying: “Heavenly Monarch, please forgive us, we were ignorant…”

At this time, all Cultivators remembered.

Tushan Heavenly Monarch!

The undefeated Heavenly Monarch who founded Tushan Central Court, Tushan Heavenly Monarch!

They, they actually took the initiative to attack the Master of Tushan Central Court?

This is tantamount to dancing on one’s grave or running wild in Yama Hall, utterly ignorant of the word ‘death’.

“It’s nothing.”

“Fellow Daoists, please rise.”

Jiang Ding smiled and lifted all the kneeling Cultivators with an invisible force, gently saying: “It was my fault to have not adhered to military regulations and entered the military restricted area without reporting, how is this related to the fellow Daoists here?”

“According to Tushan Law, the fault lies entirely with me, I should be punished by deducting thirty years of salary, compensating all the Cultivators in the army, as a warning to others.”