Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1858: Chapter 1826: May You Return Triumphant

King Tu’s decree swiftly spread throughout the entire Qi Fortune Dynasty.

Mysteriously, the dynasty, previously on the verge of internal chaos, suddenly calmed down. The continuously howling warnings from the dynasty’s fortune also subsided, no longer sending any alerts to the monarch.

As if in an instant, the dynasty returned to a time when all hearts were united.

In a dark space.

A legion of shadows gathered, some of their outlines seemingly resembling the important ministers of the Great Tu Dynasty’s court, a certain robust shadow appearing faintly familiar.

”Did he yield?”

”No surprise at all.”

The harpy woman said indifferently, ”In such a case, whether offspring or a usurping general ascending to the throne could still do, but the dynasty’s fortune would inevitably weaken slightly. Since the original master is willing to yield, naturally it’s for the best.”

”This way, our merit also increases.”

Merit, a judgment system circulated within the Xingtian Dao Court, is associated with divine rewards, promotion in divine positions, and the crafting of treasures.

”Haha,”

”This way is certainly ideal.”

A robust shadow laughed, ”That arrow, I thought it might genuinely kill him, after all, the dynasty’s Dragon Qi protects him, and we cannot perfectly control even a shred of it. Luckily, fortune favored us, no need to change the person.”

”Although changing people is easy to control, the fortune isn’t perfect. The matters that the Divine Son watches over naturally cannot be handled so crudely.”

”What do you think?”

”Could this person be feigning submission?”

Another shadow asked.

”The way of fortune,”

”A step back leads to many more steps back, he has no choice.”

The robust shadow coldly laughed, ”The dynasty’s Dragon Qi is already in despair, the Human Dao Fortune is already in despair, no longer continuing to invest. Such a mere mortal ant, having lost all these things, still dares to do anything?”

”True that.”

The surrounding shadows nodded slightly.

These shadows, all specialists in this aspect, have maneuvered similar Qi Fortune Dynasties countless times. The divine positions record too many past events, making it difficult to make mistakes.

...

The situation between domains developed like flowing water.

Seven days later, the Great Tu Dynasty’s army moved out of King Wei’s territory, gathering with the allied forces of King Wei, King Zheng, King Chen, among sixteen Qi Fortune Dynasties, to collectively respond to the Great Tu Dynasty’s attack.

The two sides engaged in fierce battles at the border, warfare comparable to a bloody meat grinder continuously emerged.

The fight was deadlocked.

On such a battlefield, every moment, tens of thousands of high-quality Vital Souls entered Yama Hell, entered the River of Rebirth, crafted by places like Xingtian Dao Court’s Ministry of War and Ministry of Works into Divine Soldiers and Divine Generals, magic tools were forged.

Devout Vital Souls are invaluable treasures for the Divine Dao.

Such treasure, during the Qi Fortune Dynasty’s battles now, seems to emerge endlessly, the Dao Court’s wealth constantly increasing, an unending flow of God Army being crafted and sent to the Beidou Star Domain battlefield to slaughter another batch of Human Race cultivators, forming a closed loop.

The struggle over the Qi Fortune Dynasty is the harvest autumn for the Dao Court.

Generations of the Human Race, every few millennia, undergo such a cruel autumn, fields filled with grain harvested on fixed days by divine beings, producing fruits, stored by divine beings.

Such cruel and evenly-matched slaughter persisted for over two thousand years.

Two thousand years later, as various Qi Fortune Dynasties exhausted their manpower, most fruits were harvested, the battlefield finally saw victory and defeat.

King Tu, achieved victory.

Tu Sanyi stood on the battlefield of corpses and seas of blood.

He looked at the fleeing soldiers of the allied forces of kings, saw King Wei surrounded and chopped into meat paste by fierce generals, saw King Chen beheaded by soldiers, saw the despair and disordered escape of the kings while his great army pursued relentlessly.

The final battle had drawn to a close.

In at most a hundred years, his great army would sweep all directions, annihilating all Qi Fortune Dynasties, completely uniting the entire dynasty, establishing an empire of unparalleled expanse.

The unparalleled glory of the Great Tu Dynasty was about to appear.

”At most a hundred years...”

Tu Sanyi’s face was ashen, crying and laughing.

This scene was a stark contrast to the festive congratulations of countless civil and military officials.

...

”To, begin.”

”My little dessert...”

In a nameless, desolate void.

Here, there were no Life Worlds, no human habitation, a green-clothed youth enveloped by the Destruction Membrane suddenly opened his eyes, crimson light flickering unsteadily.

From the beginning, he had never left.

Always here, never going to any place of cause and effect, even if those avatars were exposed, his true body wouldn’t face any issues.

Of course, that’s how he thought.

Whether he truly was the true body would only be known at the moment he truly faced the Divine Son.

Jiang Ding for the first time stepped out of this barren and dead void, heading towards the ancient relics of King Xiang, moving like a ghost veiled by the Destruction Membrane, wandering in the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World.

But before that, he wanted to make a trip to the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot.

The Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot, wrapped in layer after layer of Chaotic Mist, eternally unchanged, stars encircled the Emperor’s Throne, each star qualified to unify the Great Thousand World.

Jiang Ding surveyed the surroundings, it was as if another millennia’s worth of Taoist disciples and Swordsmen were debating.

The Fusang Saintess and the Joyous Union Holy Maiden instantly discovered him, their gazes shifted subtly, but Jiang Ding didn’t look at them now, instead, he steadily moved towards the Beidou Saintess.

The Beidou Saintess was tall, clad in silvery jade battle armor.

All these years she had been fighting in the Beidou Star Domain, her being filled with evil qi, heroic and valiant, increasing her visits to the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot even during wars, as many insights were attained by her, making her aura more consolidated.

”Fellow Daoist,”

”I am named Tushan.”

Jiang Ding walked into the Taoist disciples’ debates, traversing one Qu River Flowing to another, reaching the front of the Beidou Saintess, gazing at the valiant woman in front.

”The little girl greets Tushan Sword Son.”

The Beidou Saintess, full of evil qi, spoke with a soft voice, unlike a general warring in battlefields, possessing an astonishingly contrasting beauty, enough to ripple the hearts of heroics.

This contrast failed to stir any emotion in a Human Race Swordsman.

”I heard a rumor, not sure if Fellow Daoist has heard of it.”

Jiang Ding asked indifferently.

”What kind of... rumor?”

The Beidou Saintess felt a movement in her heart.

A possibility, an exhilarating possibility, naturally surfaced in her mind.

The Human Race Sword Cultivator.

The frenzied blood-fighting Human Race Swordsman, standing before her at this moment, what else could there be apart from that possibility?

The Beidou Saintess’s body involuntarily trembled.

For the first time, a Human Dao Child clearly expressed their intentions and was taking actual steps.

”I have heard, the Beidou Holy Land has a light and dark lineage.”

”The light lineage is Beidou Magic Cultivation, the dark lineage is Beidou Sword Cultivation, thus... a Beidou Sword Son exists.”

Jiang Ding said indifferently, ”I wonder if Fellow Daoist knows, what kind of cultivation method does this Beidou Sword Son practice that one would immediately recognize them as belonging to the Beidou lineage?”

This is what he needed.

To sever the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World Taoist disciples’ causality requires a person to bear it, further reducing his risk.

”Sword Son,”

”The little girl naturally knows!”

The Beidou Saintess took a deep breath, without any hesitation, immediately handed over a Jade Slip: ”Our sect’s Beidou Sword Son should practice this cultivation method.”

”Oh?”

Jiang Ding swept with his Divine Sense.

”Beidou Seven Stars Cave Profound Secret Record”, the supreme scripture of the Beidou Holy Land; though most scriptures are absent or unclear, only one Chapter, the ”Bone Shifting Chapter”, is exceedingly detailed.

”Good.”

Jiang Ding put away the Jade Slip, turned around, and left.

He needed no other rewards.

The Divine Son and Buddha Son are the best rewards, nothing more is needed.

”Farewell, Sword Son!”

The Beidou Saintess did not question what this Human Race Sword Cultivator before her was about to do or where he was going, instead deeply bowed in respect.

Their dialogue took place entirely within Divine Sense.

The many Taoist disciples saw only the green-clothed youth coming to the Beidou Saintess and then leaving, everything seemed utterly ordinary.

The Beidou Saintess suddenly bowing in farewell appeared highly unexpected and noticeable.

The many Human Dao Child’s gazes became inexplicable.

They weren’t sure what they were thinking, in an instant from this scene inferring many things, merely watching quietly, without any objection.

The green-clothed youth slowly faded away.

”May you,”

”Return victorious.”

From the other side, the small voice of the Fusang Saintess reached him.

Jiang Ding glanced back at her, nodded slightly, and his figure vanished.