Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1397: Chapter 1365: You Finally Came, Fellow Daoist (Supplement for Yesterday)

Four thousand years have passed, and many things have changed.

Moreover, these are two, possibly even three adversarial Refining Void combat forces!

“Don’t rush.”

“First calm them with silence, there’s no need to hurry.”

Jiang Ding calmly said, “Although they are defeated generals, I should not be careless. I should not underestimate any Refining Void combat force, regardless of their past identities.”

“Besides, the gaze of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm… perhaps I am too self-centered, worrying needlessly. Such ancient Near Immortal existences would not deliberately focus their gaze on a small Refinement Void presence, wouldn’t target anything specifically, much like how it would be laughable for me to painstakingly target a mortal.”

“Unless Mingguang Zi does something that shakes the Domain!”

“For now, it should still be safe. I’ll first complete my planned tasks.”

Three adversarial Refining Void combat forces!

And one that possesses a complete sect-level Refining Void combat force!

Jiang Ding is now in a battle-ready state, his heart as calm as a lake, silently thinking, “The plan needs to speed up a bit… if Mud Swamp doesn’t act reasonably, I’ll break into Mud Swamp Demon City and kill him. Such bandit-like robbers cannot become good merchants!”

“The Human Dao can fully cover the entire Mud Swamp Demon City and won’t leak secrets.”

“Of course, the risk has increased.”

“The target is in their own lair, which increases the possibility of an escape.”

This kind of risk was something he wouldn’t accept in the past because there was plenty of time to continue waiting.

However, the presence of Mingguang Zi made him uncomfortable as if on pins and needles.

This novice could potentially draw the attention of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm to the emerging Great Sun Sword Dao inheritance, thereby triggering unknown risks.

…

After years of silence, Mud Swamp’s avatar once again procured various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in large quantities from Mud Swamp Demon City, covering up and making it unclear what he specifically needed.

Besides, he also exchanged three items at the Mud Swamp Auction.

Although, at this time, the price of these three items already multiplied several times over, requiring several portions of Refining Void-level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to exchange for one.

Mud Swamp’s avatar said nothing about all this; he quickly left after the transaction.

This time, he replaced it with another set of teleportation Formation escape routes, becoming even more cautious. Without special means, even a Refining Void True Venerable wouldn’t be able to track him.

At the pinnacle of the green glass palace, two pairs of eyes watched, one indifferent, one greedy and blazing.

“Croak…”

“He may never return, even accepting an overprice multiple times what was offered. In my view, it should be ten times overpriced!”

The green toad greedily said, “Molten Fire Old Demon’s injuries have started to recover, no longer as serious; he’s also obtained what he wanted and won’t reappear near any Refining Void forces.”

“It seems Golden Light True Sect is really on the decline, and Sky Sun Sect is about to unify the Golden Sea Domain.”

“Are the upper levels of the Immortal Implement Sect all dead? Allowing underlings to unify like this?”

They weren’t completely ignorant of the happenings in nearby domains, keeping a close watch in secret.

However, the green toad’s words appeared careless, clearly not really caring about the happenings in the distant Golden Sea Domain.

“Molten Fire Old Demon has left.”

“He’s moving at a rapid pace, seemingly heading in the direction of a remote area of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect…”

The green toad gazed into the distance, suddenly turning back: “Mud Swamp, what do you say?”

“Miss this opportunity, and when Molten Fire Old Demon’s injuries are better, you’ll probably never have the chance to kill a Mid-stage Refining Void Practitioner in this barren place; you’ll be an Early Stage Void Refining Practitioner all your life!”

“Do you think Thunder Flame Domain is a peaceful place?”

“Blood Lake Ancestor is powerful; when he unifies Thunder Flame Domain and advances to Peak of Void Refinement, you will still die, with no chance of survival. Or, like Molten Fire Old Demon, flee through the domain barrier, badly injured, hunted by others…”

The green toad seemed to sense the allure of the treasure, continuously tempting.

“Old friend, let me think…”

Mud Swamp True Venerable hesitated: “Let me think…”

“It’s not easy to advance to Refining Void; I really want a peaceful life…”

“I want to do business honestly…”

He sighed.

“That’s why you’re so impoverished now!”

“Honest business… do you think you’re the disciple of an Immortal Sect?”

The green toad sneered.

…

Jiang Ding maintained the appearance and magical aura of a red-haired old man, silently traversing the sky, never stopping. After several years, he left Mud Swamp Demon City far behind, arriving at a picturesque river.

This place is within the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect territory, but far away from its mountain gate’s ruling center, merely a thin Spiritual Energy mortal area, with neither mortals nor Spirit Beasts around—just an expansive wild primal forest with only some beasts.

This location could be said to have not been visited by anyone in several hundred years, ensuring secrecy.

Jiang Ding waved his hand, deploying a fifth-rank top-grade Concealment Array, spreading all around.

This was because there was no Spiritual Vein to deploy a Fifth Order Formation; even Molten Fire Old Demon couldn’t deploy it, nor had enough Spirit Stones in reserve.

Subsequently, Jiang Ding, who had transformed into Molten Fire Old Demon, again transformed into a seemingly ordinary Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Once everything was set, he entered a healing state.

Time flowed like water, this mountain forest falling into long silence, with no change appearing ever again.

One year, two years, three years…

Ten years, fifteen years, twenty years…

Soon, twenty-five years passed.

The cultivator, meditating and healing, finally showed slight improvement in his injuries, relaxing his mind and opening his eyes, revealing joy: “Finally… finally…”

“Hahaha…”

The meditating cultivator couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

Whoosh!

He reached out, snuffing out something as if pinching the wick of a lamp while reading at night, allowing it to reveal its shape.

This was a transparent spatial venomous snake treasure, entwined with venomous Dao rules, its greatest power to conceal invisibly, having successfully ambushed many cultivators in the past, dissolving their souls silently, including even a Refining Void True Venerable.

Yet, in the cultivator’s hand, it struggled incessantly like an insect, incapable of moving an inch.

“Hahaha!”

“You finally came, Mud Swamp Daoist.”

Jiang Ding laughed, looking toward the distant horizon.

“Alas,”

“Why does such an innocent and kind person like me always suffer from the malice of the world?”

He sighed once more.

“Not good!”

“This is a trap!”

A thousand miles away, Mud Swamp True Venerable and the green toad, concealed and hidden, felt a tremor in their hearts, their instincts erupting madly from unknown causes as they faced what felt like a primordial beast.

“Quick, escape!”

The green toad shouted.

Now free from the clouding of treasure-seeking desires, he began burning Essence Blood, transforming into a pair of green fins attached to Mud Swamp True Venerable.

Their bodies melded into the space rules, void of any combat intention, frantically fleeing to the distance.