Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1502: Chapter 1470: The Voice of the Human Race Crown Prince

The Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Nine Spirits Realm had no consciousness of their humble origins from a remote lower realm. As soon as they arrived, they enveloped all the powerhouses within the Ancient Divine Domain with their army formation.

There was no talk of politics, no talk of outreach or division. Even though there were numerous rifts and lack of closeness between these great factions, making it not difficult to create division and alliances.

They even exhibited a hint of surprise.

Among the dozens of Harmonization God Monarchs, in one corner of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans, the expression of the Jiaoming Emperor was wooden.

This was a scene he had encountered many years ago, and now it had happened again, with these nine damned bastards involved yet again.

This time, however, there was a huge difference.

He was no longer the sole target but merely one among dozens, drawing no special attention from the Nine Great Immortal Sects’ Divine Monarchs, just ordinary, with no attention on him.

“Xuanwu, fellow Daoist!”

The Sky Spider God Monarch, looking around at the army formation with apprehension, spoke coldly, “Our affairs of the human race, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans does not participate!”

For a power like the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans, always surrounded by the human race’s influence, it was instinctual to not side with any party of the human race.

What they preferred to see was the bloody killing, the internal conflict among humans, ideally leading to mutual destruction of all human factions.

The Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans should not be dragged into the water by any human faction.

Buzz!

In an instant, more than twenty Harmonization God Monarchs of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans radiated pressure. Under the central direction of the Sky Spider God Monarch, their aura was united, forming black runes that spread in all directions, pushing back the military pressure of the Nine Spirits Realm’s formation and maintaining a complete piece of space.

The Weaving Sky Spider Tribe has always assumed the role of direct advisors to the Ancient Divine Path disciples in the Ancient Divine Path heritage.

They are naturally able to borrow the power of other All Races Dao Soldiers to form a united front to better assist in governing by the direct disciples of the Ancient Divine Path.

Furthermore, during the collapse of the Ancient Divine Path, the Weaving Sky Spider Tribe seized much of the bloodline heritage of the Ancient Divine Path, obtaining characteristics of some of its direct cultivators.

“Fellow Daoist Tianzhu…”

The Jiaoming Emperor hesitated to speak.

But under the harsh gaze of the Weaving Sky Spider God Monarch, he closed his mouth, sighed deeply, and lost all his strength, speaking no further.

The Three-faced God Monarch of the Devil God Sect and others showed hesitance.

“Foolish!”

“Sky Spider God Monarch, you fool!”

The Heavenly God Monarch, face twisted, spoke fiercely, “You fancy yourself as the Spider weaving the rules of destiny; can’t you see the situation clearly?”

“These people already view everyone as enemies. If they cannot be quickly extinguished, they will inevitably become the dominators of the Ancient Divine Domain, leading to the downfall of every other power, be it human or demon.”

“Just like the Black Corner Ant Clan of the Horned Ming Realm back then!”

“Hmph!”

“Does the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans need you, a human, to meddle in our affairs?”

The Sky Spider God Monarch sneered coldly.

There was a slight pause in his speech.

This was a wait, a wait for the Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Nine Spirits Realm to make an offer, a promise to reach out, not just empty words but necessarily with numerous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, divine skills, and secret techniques as conditions.

Only such could sway the stance of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans, otherwise, reverting back would not be impossible.

Living in the Ancient Divine Domain, this human-dominated area, for hundreds of thousands of years and prospering more, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans has gained abundant experience in fence-sitting and gleaning maximum benefits.

Additionally, even if agreements or alliances are formed, at critical moments, the actions of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans remain free.

However, a dead silence surrounded them.

No words, no divine sense transmission, no temptation; the Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Nine Spirits Realm behaved like the blind and deaf, with no response to the alliances and machinations of the various powers of the Ancient Divine Domain.

They were merely waiting quietly, waiting for the sect disciples within the Hidden Sky Pavilion to explore it and uncover the truth of those days.

As for other matters, what the various powers of the Ancient Divine Domain were doing or saying, not even a glance was spared, with more divine senses and gazes focused on the Hidden Sky Pavilion and the disciples within.

After waiting for a long time, the Sky Spider God Monarch and the many Harmonization God Monarchs of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans received no response.

There was no outreach or promises, not even any reassurance or communication.

In an instant, the Sky Spider God Monarch felt a pang in his heart.

A certain indistinct chill appeared silently in the hearts of him and the numerous Harmonization God Monarchs of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans, prompting them unconsciously to move a bit closer to those from the Devil God Sect and the Heavenly God Monarch.

“Xuanwu, fellow Daoist!”

“Do you truly have such wild arrogance?”

The Sky Spider God Monarch and numerous Harmonization God Monarchs of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans displayed wrath, threads of icy murderous intent blossoming, “Since you, fellow daoists, are so confident, then our Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans shall…”

Clang!

At this moment, a sword cry resounded within the Hidden Sky Pavilion.

This sword cry, like the first light of the great sun, radiated brilliance. The Power of Order from destruction, elimination methods, forbidden laws, primordial magnetism, mutation, and Sword Dao spread across the world, a terrifying Sword Soul illuminating the cosmos and the four directions, with intentions of destruction and madness saturating the world, enveloping all.

At the moment this sword cry was born, all Daoist disciples of the Nine Spirits Realm, all Daoist disciples of the Ancient Divine Domain, all Bloodline Saints of the Devil God Sect and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans fell into rigidity, awaiting slaughter.

The majesty of the Endless Star Dominator Race’s heir suppressed all.

Even!

This terrifying sound of the Sword Soul penetrated through the layers of formations in the Ancient God Dao Hidden Sky Pavilion, spreading into the endless universe starry sky, spreading into the divine souls of the many Harmonization God Monarchs, causing them some soul pain.

The emanated echoes of the Sword Soul’s sound directly injured them!

Though healing instantly, it clearly and manifestly wounded them!

Wounded by a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

“This is, a Peak Divine Transformation Cultivator…”

The Sky Spider God Monarch was struck with horror.

A fear, originating deep within the soul’s core, causing a slight tremor, arose from his instincts.

He had no trace of the Immortal Sect’s legacy!

He did not know what this was.

But, deep within the very essence of his divine soul, a sliver of terror and trembling emotion came from the ancient experiences of his distant ancestors, making him, a Peak Harmonization Cultivator, feel despair.

What had the ancestors experienced in ancient times to induce such subconscious fear, which appeared for a fleeting moment and disappeared?

The so-called fear dissipated as quickly as it appeared, as if it were never there, because this was just a Peak Divine Transformation Cultivator.

The moment this instinctive fear vanished, a strong killing intent arose in the hearts of all non-human cultists from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans.

At the cost of despairing amounts, this fearsome price had to be paid to ensure the obliteration of human races for the future!

“Sword Soul!”

The Three-faced God Monarch, his eyes shattered and reduced to bloody sockets, was trembling at this moment.

“No, this far surpasses an ordinary Sword Soul!”

“Your disciples have given birth to an Immortal Sect heir!”

“Celestial sect heir!”

“No, this cannot be true, this cannot possibly be, this isn’t the Upper Realm, how could a Taoist disciple appear, especially one who is a Sun Sword Cultivator, definitely couldn’t be a Swordsman…”

The Heavenly Fortune God Monarch cried out in desperate wrath.

What kind of sect could give birth to an Upper Realm Immortal Sect Sword Son?!!