Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1463: Chapter 1431: Heavens, how many Refining Nothingness did he kill?

In the highest seventh-rank healing chamber on Xianmen’s Mother Planet.

This healing chamber is named “Chamber,” a throwback to what it was called in the past. In reality, it is a healing secret realm several thousand kilometers in size.

A mass of mangled flesh and a Blue-Gold Flying Sword floated within it, enveloped by Taiyi Qingmu Life Essence. A single drop of this Supreme Treasure, enough to rebirth the bleeding of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, formed a large lake here.

The fringes of the life lake, faintly tinged with gold, held sixth-order Taiyi Qingmu Life Essence. Used to heal Refining Nothingness Practitioners, it was considered a holy medicine and a strategic resource of the Xianmen Sect.

At the very center of the life lake, a table-sized amount of cyan-gold liquid, the seventh-rank Taiyi Qingmu, was a treasure even for healing Harmonization God Monarchs.

This was not just a strategic resource, it was a foundation!

However, with all these Harmonization-level force healing treasures and Immortal Technology medical instruments, they still couldn’t heal the terrifying injuries of that mass of flesh.

Over ten Refining Void True Venerables from the Xianmen Sect formed a panel of experts, fervently engaging in a healing consultation.

“Sword Qi?”

“What is this thing?”

Having examined the injuries on the mass of flesh, Divine Machine True Venerable and others gasped in shock: “Damn it! Is this really an injury at the Harmonization level? It seems to far surpass it!”

“Is this little guy crazy?”

“Did he provoke an entity beyond the Harmonization level?!”

A large gathering of Immortal Sect Refining Void True Venerables was dumbfounded, overcome with numbness.

“No, it can’t be!”

“This isn’t an injury beyond the Harmonization level.”

Wan Ji sent only a Refinement Void Level avatar, while maintaining presence at the frontline of the Horned Ming Realm. He was the first to sense something amiss: “If this were a Harmonization level injury, he would be long dead, unable to endure. It must be a wound from a being of a quasi-beyond Harmonization level, barely able to escape.”

“Quasi-beyond Harmonization level!”

The hearts of Wanji True Venerable, Divine Machine True Venerable, and others trembled.

“Run!”

“Hurry up, prepare to run!”

Canghai True Venerable shivered: “The Xianmen Sect stands no chance against an entity of quasi-beyond Harmonization level right now. There’s a slim chance in a few thousand years. But for now, we must escape.”

“Quickly withdraw the citizen fleets of the Nine Spirit Realm, pack up the Mother Star, and retreat to the Soulless Universe. We can hide and wait for the storm to pass for a few thousand years.”

“Even a quasi-beyond Harmonization level entity can’t chase us into our home universe!”

Since becoming a Harmonization level force, Xianmen had undergone significant upgrades in its survival strategies. Now, they could pack up the Mother Star, no longer leaving all the citizens behind to flee.

“Yes, indeed!”

“It makes sense…”

“Should we really escape? Many researches have just begun…”

The Immortal Sect True Venerables around discussed passionately, some quite reluctant, but most in agreement.

No choice!

When you can’t win, you just can’t win. Surviving is already fortunate.

“First, treat Great Sun Celestial Lord’s injuries…”

Wan Ji looked at his colleagues, eager to escape, and sighed: “He had just woken up and hadn’t suggested running; there shouldn’t be any major issues. We should stabilize his injuries first before deciding what to do.”

“Escaping from Nine Spirits Realm and Horned Ming Realm is easy, but returning would be troublesome. If the Eight Great Immortal Sects occupy all territories and set up formations, possessing the complete geographical advantage, we truly stand no chance. It would become a one-way trip, doomed to be besieged to waste away at the entrance.”

As native residents of the Soulless Universe, the Immortal Sect Citizens had far greater resilience to its environment than other cultivators, but limits existed.

Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the Immortal Path realm will also collapse.

In that universe, beings of such high-energy were not allowed; everything bore immense inertness on the Immortal Path level.

“Yes, yes. Let’s save this little guy first.”

Divine Machine True Venerable and others awoke from their stupor.

They stopped debating, fully investing their Divine Soul Computational Power into a project called the ‘Great Sun Celestial Lord Injury Treatment Plan.’ Numerous large-scale Immortal Research analysis instruments of the Xianmen Sect activated, the Central Array Spirit Computer directed Harmonization level computational power, allocating all resources that weren’t tied to essential defense.

Pieces of the Great Sun Celestial Lord’s shattered flesh were sliced, fragments of alien mana mingled with original mana being sent to the highest-grade labs of the Xianmen Sect for examination and testing.

“So strong!”

“Just looking at it makes my Divine Soul tremble…”

Wanji True Venerable inspected the mana slices, sucking in a breath of cold air, warming his surroundings.

“Understandable, after all, it’s mana from a being of quasi-beyond Harmonization level. Don’t act startled as if we’ve never seen the world.”

Jin Liu Venerable was nonchalant beside him.

“No,”

“I mean, this little guy’s mana aura!”

Wanji True Venerable said in disbelief: “How did it feel like in his peak state a single finger could crush me, even in this mangled meat state, it can evoke a severe aura of intimidation to my Refining Void Divine Soul, like a mortal in front of a tiger, trembling with fear.”

“Impossible?”

“You must be mistaken, confusing the alien mana with Jiang Ding’s mana?”

Jin Liu Venerable was taken aback.

“See for yourself!”

Wanji True Venerable handed him the analysis slice.

“Damn!”

“Oh my!”

Jin Liu Venerable exclaimed upon receiving the slice.

The startled reactions drew the attention of others among the Refining Void Practitioners, quickly gathering around to investigate, infusing the analysis slice with Void Refining Divine Senses.

“Holy crap!”

“Wasn’t he in the Late Truth-Transforming Stage? Am I seeing it wrong?”

“I must be blind!”

“…”

The Refining Void Cultivators of the Xianmen Sect transformed into a cacophony, continuously yelling, turning the highest-grade lab into a youth disco of ghost-crying and wolf-howling of delinquent.

“Damn it!”

“Wanji even considered dueling him single-handedly before, luckily chickened out in the end or else Great Sun Sword Master, in a feat of killing thrill, could have crushed him like a roadside chick to death…”

Divine Machine True Venerable showed a face full of relief.

In an instant, many glanced again at that mass of flesh.

Everything about his condition became completely understandable, utterly reasonable, even felt that anything else would have been abnormal.

“I suppose he was half-crazed before.”

“On the verge of losing control.”

Divine Machine True Venerable sighed: “That’s why he ran out of Xianmen, seeking a human-sword fight, seeing all this Evil Qi and blood, truly having no idea how many Refining Void Practitioners he’s already slain. Likely more than we’ve ever encountered a Refining Void Practitioners, nearly killed and then coming back home.”

“It’s good that he should be returning to normal right now.”

“Still okay.”

“Knowing the way back home is what matters.”

The surrounding Refining Void Practitioners of the Xianmen Sect sighed in relief.

They had long heard of the madness of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s Swordsman lineage, assuming theirs might somehow be different, more peaceful on the surface, only to find it even more frenzied.

Fortunately, there was always self-control, returning home only when safe.

Truly, this is fitting for our Sword Cultivators of the Xianmen Sect.