Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1387: Chapter 1355 The Source of the Upper Realm’s Great Calamity

“Yue, do you not know yourself?”

“Then just let it be, anything goes.”

Jiang Ding nodded.

The essence of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond Moon Spirit is a cold array spirit logic, now so lively, it is even on the verge of developing self-awareness and becoming life.

This isn’t without reason.

These originate from the indulgence of successive generations of Dari Swordsmen and Great Sun Sword Masters, as Yue accompanied them throughout their youth, holding a special bond.

For this generation’s Dari Swordsman, it is the same.

It could even be more severe.

Because in his consciousness, his adolescence has never truly ended, and the unique socialization and warmth of Xianmen cultivators further exacerbated this tendency.

He shares a similar viewpoint with Xi Yuan and other generations of Dari Swordsmen on this matter: I can suppress everything between heaven and earth alone, without needing to remove Yue’s intelligence to do so, there’s no need to sacrifice anything.

The ten True Venerables of the Xianmen and their avatars were engrossed in comprehending the immortal technique.

Indeed, Refining Body True Venerable Hua Lingling was also present, Xianmen cultivator, engaging in scientific research is instinctual, whether human or panda, trained year after year, it’s a professional skill.

In the distant past, Hua Lingling’s enlightenment teacher was from the generation of Yuan and others.

Suddenly, a scene shrouded in black mist appeared on the computer screen on the neck of Wan Ji True Venerable, and alarm beeps from the monitoring formation indicated a great disturbance in his divine soul.

Clang!

Jiang Ding immediately drew his sword.

The Material Sun Sword Soul simulated the Great Sun Destruction Sword Soul, and the wave transmitted into Wan Ji True Venerable’s ear, “Senior Wanji, awaken!”

“Xi…”

Wan Ji True Venerable shivered, waking up instantly, looking ahead in fear, instinctively about to burn his essence blood.

“You brat, you’re courting death!”

Wan Ji True Venerable was furious, giving the green-clothed youth in front a flick on the forehead, shattering the space around.

“Haha…”

Jiang Ding smiled awkwardly.

He acted subconsciously, thinking this would be the best way to awaken Wan Ji True Venerable without harming him.

However, it seemed to work too well.

“Apologies, senior!”

“I won’t dare next time.”

Jiang Ding apologized repeatedly.

Yet Wan Ji True Venerable, still angry, gave him three more forehead flicks, and stormed off to heal his injuries.

Burning essence blood is no joke, and coupled with the injuries to his divine soul caused by comprehending the immortal technique, it hurt him quite a bit.

Jiang Ding became more honest afterward, switching to a less effective but gentler method for awakening.

Over the subsequent decades, one by one, Xianmen True Venerables awoke, with the last being Yuan, who didn’t need awakening and could come to his senses on his own, repeatedly visiting the Central Array Spirit Computer to upload his insights, lest the fleeting inspiration be forgotten.

Such occurrences are highly probable in immortal techniques, as the memory of cultivators’ divine souls is unreliable in the face of stronger essences.

The many Xianmen Nascent Soul Cultivators didn’t come, as comprehending the immortal technique fragments safely requires the threshold, even with multiple seals of the Central Array Spirit Computer, of a Level of Refining Nothingness Cultivator.

“Great Sun, thank you for your efforts.”

“Next in line, it’s my turn to oversee.”

After completing his self-check, Yuan took over the duties.

“Then I leave it to Senior Yuan.”

Jiang Ding complied, sitting down.

He no longer suppressed the thoughts surging like springs within his mind, completely relaxing his divine soul, and delved into comprehending the immortal technique fragments.

In a haze, time seemed to pass without notice.

It seemed many years had gone by, yet also felt like just a moment.

In that endless river of time, Jiang Ding once again saw that blurry figure.

It stood upon the rule path, in the endless star river, and with a single palm strike, it encompassed metal, wood, water, fire, earth, time, space, and causality.

Thus the entire world fell into silence.

Everything in the Heaven and Earth Star River—the rules, time, space, the flow of the star river, the breath of life, the transmission of light, the existence of cause and effect—all froze.

Then, the entire world contracted to a single point, from three-dimensional to a thin layer of a picture, the thickness infinitely close to zero.

A gust of wind blew, and the picture cracked and slowly shattered.

Everything in this universe’s star river disappeared, including several minor thousand worlds and numerous cosmic stars.

Even among the memories of the people and all living beings, they vanished.

The cultivators from these minor thousand worlds and cosmic stars forgot everything, even if their parents, spouses, and children were among those who disappeared in those small worlds.

In the following period, many cultivators who lost loved ones inexplicably mourned, yet no matter how much, they couldn’t discern the reason for their sadness.

All the causality and memory among them were nonexistent.

This is the Immortal Skill: Void Suppression!

Jiang Ding was shocked in his heart, beyond measure, and filled with fear.

During his first comprehension of the immortal skill, it was in the Northern Plains, near Beast Spirit Immortal City, and at that time, he was in the Middle Jindan Stage; he had seen similar visions.

To this day, he was innumerable times stronger than himself over five thousand years ago, thinking he could handle it with some composure, only to find himself plunged into an even more alarming state.

He saw colossal information, tens of thousands of times in size, pouring into his mind, rapidly distorting his perception.

In a daze, he seemed to transform into a twisted beast named ‘Void Suppression,’ with a thousand hands and feet, distorting everything, suppressing the Five Elements, severing the Yin Yang, halting time…

“Awake!”

Yuan shouted gravely.

His expression was stern, his voice piercing Jiang Ding’s divine soul like a sharp sword; it wasn’t just a simple shout, but more like a direct divine soul attack, activating the survival instinct of the Sword Cultivator’s Sword Soul.

The insane expression of the green-clothed youth froze.

“Pfft!”

Jiang Ding spat a mouthful of blood, his body collapsing like crumbling, blood staining his clothes.

The only comforting thing was that his eyes regained clarity, the sword soul began to take over the body, clearing various confusions manifested on him, the mana and divine sense started to restore order.

He began to improve, not completely falling apart.

Yuan examined Jiang Ding, finding no severe trauma left, feeling at ease, and asked, “Did you gain any insights?”

Perhaps due to the Life Flying Sword, the Great Sun Celestial Lord had the highest resistance to immortal techniques among those present, which was why he was chosen to keep watch first.

Yet now, he sustained the most severe injuries.

Yuan speculated it might be due to a deeper insight, seeing more of the essence of the immortal technique, polluted, altered, and impacted by chaotic and unknown knowledge.

“Senior, there isn’t any critical knowledge, just a secret.”

“A secret regarding the emergence of the immortal technique.”

Jiang Ding quietly healed, catching his breath, and then weakly said.

The cause of the appearance of immortal techniques?

The surrounding Refining Void True Venerables were shocked in their hearts.

A vague aura enveloped, with spiritual energy fluctuating, the surroundings, projected from the Great Sun Celestial Lord’s divine sense, displayed a hazy scene.

The scene was blurred, as if separated by an extremely distant gap in distance, time, and… dimension, so much so that low-ranking cultivators couldn’t see clearly, only two indistinct figures.

These two figures were so blurred that it was impossible to discern if they were even humanoid, only instinctively sensing terms like ‘majestic,’ ‘eternal,’ ‘time,’ ‘longevity.’

The two indescribable beings were whispering.

Perhaps their conversation consisted of only a few sentences, but in the eyes of lower-realm beings, countless years seemed to have passed.

The secret of countless great avenues flowed among them, the fate of countless living beings in the universe across worlds revealed in their words, the broad destiny of life in a universe over the next hundreds of thousands of years unfolded like palm lines, as clear as common sense.

Jiang Ding could hear nothing but scant words.

“…hate…”

“…sea of blood…selfish desire…”

“…lords and immortal kings all fall…a great calamity will inevitably come…using Void Suppression now to proclaim the star sky, trying to mend heavens with minuscule power…”

The dialogue between the two indescribable beings ended there.

It’s not that they only said that much, but what could be understood by low-realm beings was only that, as low-realm beings simply cannot comprehend the divine soul structures of higher-realm beings, unable to bear that kind of information.