Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1665: Chapter 1633: Flee from the Yang Bone Heavenly Man!

The water-color escape light was obstructed by hundreds of fierce ghosts exhaling black energy, encircling it, revealing a pale-faced beautiful woman within the escape light.

”Kekekeke...”

”Fairy, you’d better surrender. Shuiyun Sect is already destroyed, where can you escape to?”

A sinister young man amidst the heavy Yin energy stared greedily at the female cultivator’s graceful curves and said.

The Shuiyun Sect was a prominent Golden Pill faction, with rumored even more distant orthodoxy. If not for being annihilated by the Demon Puppet Sect hundreds of years ago, this Foundation Establishment female cultivator would have been a high and mighty fairy, whom he wouldn’t even have the qualification to meet.

But now, he could chase her wantonly, driving her into a desperate situation.

In fact, if it weren’t for wanting to slowly deplete her Mana and Divine Sense, he could have killed her long ago.

”Black Soul Taoist, like a pest or stray dog...”

The white-clad female cultivator coldly smiled, pressed her hand on the sword hilt, and an old, dilapidated water-light formation method spread around her. Together with her, burning her essence blood, they charged at the enemy.

...

Jiang Ding quietly watched, with no intention of interfering.

Is a beautiful woman necessarily righteous?

When she was born into a large faction, high above, using the sect’s power to oppress and plunder loose cultivators at will, forcing countless of them to sell their sons and daughters, where was righteousness then?

Loose cultivators have always been chaotic and muddled, with much evil, a mix of good and bad.

But sometimes, this savage chaos exhibited righteousness, because they were forced into such a state, unable to survive without becoming like ghosts.

New cultivators were often confused by such appearances; the world’s affairs were too complex, difficult to discern.

Jiang Ding’s only standard was to see if a person complied with the Xianmen Sect’s laws.

If not, then whether to kill or spare depended on a single thought.

The confrontation between the two sides ended with the beautiful woman burning her essence blood to escape into the water, managing to survive thanks to the Golden Pill faction’s superior secret technique.

The Six Dao Reincarnation silently covered, imprinting the lives of the two cultivators’ Divine Souls, without entangling any cause and effect, not altering the course of anything in the world.

Before Jiang Ding appeared two globes of light, one water-colored, one pitch-black, containing all the experiences from infancy to the present for the living beings inside.

The beautiful woman hails from the major faction Shuiyun Sect, the demon cultivator comes from the common folk, luckily obtaining an opportunity to step on the Immortal Path.

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense swept past, instantly reading their brief lives of less than two centuries, extracting all memories, and extracting the information of interest to himself.

”Shuiyun Sect, established two thousand years ago, the Ancestor Master was a Golden Pill cultivator affiliated with a Harmonization Force under the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm. He established the sect beside the Third-tier Spiritual Vein Shuiyun River, cultivating Taoist Soldiers and nurturing Spiritual Fish for the consumption of the front-line army...”

”Front-line army?”

Jiang Ding’s expression shifted slightly as he sought more detailed information.

”Approximately twenty thousand years ago, the Yang Bone Heavenly Person of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm descended upon a nearby domain for unknown reasons. After staying in the nearby domain for several centuries, this Heavenly Person abruptly launched a war, gathering a large number of strong practitioners of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm and Daoist Soldier Army to raid a domain that originally belonged to the Immortal Artifact Sect, massacring countless and engulfing dozens of domains, initiating another wave of wars among the Immortal Sects...”

”The war between the Immortal Artifact Sect and the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has already lasted over twenty thousand years. Countless strong practitioners have perished, the bones of cultivators pave every space in the domain, with generation after generation of cultivators going forth, forever unable to transcend.”

”Shuiyun Ancestor Master died in battle on the front lines shortly after creating the sect, within a century.”

”I will be like that as well...”

This female cultivator from Shuiyun Sect’s memory was filled with sorrow and despair, disheartened by the prolonged war.

Even though the superior sect continuously emphasized that if one earned battle merits in the war, there would be opportunities to enter a higher-level sect, or even, if one had outstanding battle merits, there would be a chance to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

All of it seemed too distant.

”Truly weak...”

”No wonder it’s a subordinate of a subordinate of a subordinate... of the Taiyin Lineage.”

Jiang Ding curled his lips.

In the Sword Dao, such weakness had appeared, losing the will to fight, the strong ambition, afraid of war, essentially pronouncing the end of the Sword Dao, with no prospects, even if one obtained a great opportunity later.

Moreover, this wasn’t an isolated case; there were myriad cases.

The Taiyin Lineage lacked the cold ruthlessness of the Solitary Yin Lineage, retained too much humanity with Supreme Forgetfulness, not easily falling into Fire and Demonic, but the cost was becoming emotional in many situations.

The First Generation Great Sun Sword Master saying the Taiyin Lineage is weak has been acknowledged by successive Sword Masters. This is not a slander against enemies but stating an objective fact.

”It’s the Heavenly Man...”

”The Yang Bone Heavenly Person, this mighty figure...”

Jiang Ding bared his teeth slightly.

The Heavenly Man powerhouses, now, could kill him.

Not to mention this Heavenly Man who initiated a new wave of wars against the Immortal Artifact Sect, historically being so brazen and not having died early, someone whose tomb grass would be tall.

Such people definitely weren’t weak, they were certainly extremely powerful among their peers, essentially not knowing what lying low means.

If he confronted such a Heavenly Man, it’s estimated his chance of escaping would be very slim.

”Leave, run immediately!”

”I must immediately leave the vicinity, escape from here, for ordinary Heavenly Men chasing me, I have a decent chance of escaping, but against such a terrifying powerhouse among the Heavenly Men... it’s too dangerous...”

Jiang Ding’s scalp tingled slightly, and he immediately made up his mind.

However, escaping wasn’t that easy, he at least had to ensure understanding the surrounding information, otherwise, it would be funny to run headlong into the battlefield’s center.

Jiang Ding stealthily moved.

The Sixfold Reincarnation and thirty-six Six Paths World transformed into layers of concealment, shrouding all his aura, all cause and effect, and isolating any contact with the Heavenly Dao rules, essentially disconnecting from the network, to prevent being tracked by the Heavenly Man powerhouses through the causal aura via the net of rules.

Theoretically, this shouldn’t exist, after all, there are various chaotic and complex powers of causality in the world, even the Heavenly Man wouldn’t be omniscient and omnipotent.

But you couldn’t stop someone if they decided to wait, day in and day out, for thousands or tens of thousands of years!

Of course, this probably wasn’t realistic.

No Heavenly Man was so bored; after all, two ten thousand years have passed, it’s merely a battle among inheritance disciples, unlikely to draw too much or too long attention.

This was just Jiang Ding’s strategy to anticipate the worst possible outcome and act accordingly.

Before completely distancing himself from the Heavenly Man, it was best not to use the power of rules, touch the web of Heavenly Dao in the world, and leave traces in the world.

Jiang Ding slowly traveled at low altitude, hiding in the Six Dao Reincarnation.

Before long, he arrived by a great river where the former territory of an affiliated force to the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, the Shuiyun Sect, had been annihilated and occupied by the force known as the Demon Puppet Sect after being defeated on the battlefield.

”The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has been defeated?”

”It’s possible,”

Jiang Ding silently thought to himself, ”The Immortal Artifact Sect, merely an emerging sect, whereas the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm has been an ancient force with deep foundations, withstood numerous tribulations; they shouldn’t be this terribly weak...”

”Let me see.”

He strolled within the Six Dao Reincarnation, ghost-like passing through many grand formations of the Demon Puppet Sect, skimming past numerous cultivators, many sinister demon aura puppets, eventually arriving at the innermost chamber at the sect’s mountain gate.

Here, a red-haired burly man at the Golden Pill Peak was sitting cross-legged cultivating.

Around him, eighteen sinister demon aura Golden Pill blood and flesh puppets formed a grand formation encircling him, complemented by numerous warning formations, all on high alert, befitting a cultivator living in war his whole life. Such an arrangement could prevent a Nascent Soul cultivator from being killed instantly.

In silence, the Six Dao Reincarnation enveloped everything.