Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 2049: Chapter 2017: Sister and Brother

Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven.

Here, the Divine Demon Alliance Army and Vassal Alliance Army led by the last Ten Thousand Laws Emperor, Wei Zicheng, had historically breached it, turning it into ruins, causing the collapse of the Immortal Dynasty.

Yet now, it remains at an impasse.

The impoverished Divine Dao Gods and formidable members of the Demon Race are looting and plundering in Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven, while the human vassals are seizing the foundation of the Immortal Dynasty everywhere. But at the center palace of Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven, the powerhouses of the Beidou Holy Land continue to hold out, not defeated as they were historically.

Both sides are locked in a stalemate, with brutal skirmishes occurring daily, leaving millions dead.

Such brutality has aroused the dissatisfaction of a certain presence.

Thus, on this day, two invitations flew into the central camps of Hehuan Holy Land and Beidou Holy Land, unimpeded by any living being along the way.

The entire brutal battlefield seemed to fall silent for a moment.

...

The main camp led by Hehuan Holy Land.

This is a palace, a beautiful palace filled with flowers and evening glow, nominally the residence of Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Weizi Cheng. However, everyone knows that it is merely a facade, and the true commander is the Hehuan Daoist, along with many powerful figures of the Hehuan Holy Land.

One can discern hints from the seating arrangement in this palace.

Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Weizi Cheng sits anxiously on the throne, with a beautiful woman with fair skin seated beside him. Below them are the Divine Dao powerhouses, Demon Race powerhouses, and human vassal powerhouses from various regions dissatisfied with the rule of the Beidou Venerable.

The central military tent was originally magnificent and morale was high; everyone was confident in destroying the final resistance of the Beidou Holy Land and dividing all the foundations of the Immortal Dynasty, giving their sects immense opportunities.

However, it is now quiet here.

No one even dares to breathe.

All of this is because a woman just walked in here and handed a letter of invitation to the Hehuan Daoist.

This letter transformed into a sword.

This sword sliced straight through the entire alliance’s great array, shattered all array pattern resistance, and cleaved open the lovely head of the Hehuan Daoist, revealing an exquisitely terrified Divine Soul.

This sword halted at that point.

Glug!

The Hehuan Daoist involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trembling, devoid of any bearing of a military commander.

In the dimness, a whisper came from the void.

”Hehuan Daoist,”

”Seventeen thousand years ago, I mentioned that I would come to visit you, my fellow Daoist.”

”It seems that you did not take this matter to heart, did you?”

The voice whispered, ”It seems your memory is poor, so I’ve come to remind you not to ignore it, not to constantly engage in annoying playfulness on the battlefield.”

”There are still three thousand years.”

”Three thousand years from now, I hope to see a different you, my fellow Daoist.”

”Please don’t forget again.”

”My fellow Daoist,”

”Did you hear me clearly?”

This voice softly inquired.

”Yes, yes...”

”Yes, I heard, I dare not play around anymore.”

The Hehuan Daoist replied in a dry voice.

”Good.”

”As I said, it was a careless oversight on your part, not intentional.”

This voice gradually dissipated.

The terrifyingly silent atmosphere evaporated entirely.

Many formidable figures of the Divine Dao Demon Clan shuddered, feeling a wave of fear and unease.

Thankfully, thankfully.

No such human being was born in this era.

Otherwise, there would be no hope for the rise of the Divine Dao and the Demon Race!

”Everyone,”

”Please rest for a while.”

The Hehuan Holy Maiden, whose head was already partially cleaved, revealing brain matter and blood vessels, said icily with her remaining red lips moving coldly.

Many powerhouses of the Divine Dao Demon Clan and human vassals exchanged glances and slowly departed.

After they left, sounds of breaking could faintly be heard from within.

...

Crash!

A huge, exquisite ancient treasure vase shattered instantly, turning into powder, countless fragments scattering, tearing space, slicing across Wei Zicheng’s pale, handsome face, making him shudder, unable to cry out but bow his head.

”That wretch!”

”That bastard! A bastard with no noble bloodline!”

The Hehuan Daoist screamed sharply, ”A mere ant from outside dares to interfere in the affairs of my Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven, who does he think he is?”

”Does he think he’s a noble scion of the ancient Xianmen Sect?”

”He’s just a bastard!”

”He’s just a dog! A mongrel dog not worth a glance!...”

The woman cursed venomously, exhausting every word, hatred like a surging sea, impossible to wash away even with all the waters of the world.

She ranted hysterically, driven by resentment.

Then, anyone could see her inner fear and unease, her Dao Heart in turmoil, utterly unstable.

Wei Zicheng did his utmost to hold his breath, minimizing his presence.

However, he knew it was futile.

Slap!

The next moment, a palm struck him, slamming him hard against the wall, making him spit out blood.

”Brother,”

”Husband, why don’t you speak?”

The Hehuan Daoist said softly, endlessly alluring, as if drawing one into a dream.

The next instant, this softness turned into viciousness: ”That damn Ten Thousand Laws bastard, you useless waste!”

”If not for your incompetence, had you successfully taken control of the situation, would Mother and I have taken such risks?”

”We could have sat securely in Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven, calmly gathering the Yin Yang Desire Daoist Fruit, not being driven out!”

”All of this is your fault, you worthless scum!”

She mocked harshly.

Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Weizi Cheng trembled, not daring to speak.

”Worthless!”

”The Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor’s life’s fame, how could he have such a descendant?”

The Hehuan Daoist sneered coldly, looking down on him.

She vented, finally calming down and beginning to tend to her wounds.

The pain of having her head split open was nearly driving her mad.

However, after a careful Divine Sense scan, she found that the injury was just a simple wound, not containing the fearsome rules of Sword Intent or Sword Qi, healing it would not be difficult.

This was deliberately orchestrated by that person.

The purpose was to drive her madly toward the Quasi-Nine Rank Dao Fruit, do or die, cutting off all her escape routes, forcing her to push forward.

”That bastard...”

”Bastard... When I ascend to the Yin Yang Desire Daoist Fruit, I’ll make you understand what is the ultimate torture of the human world...”

The Hehuan Daoist said coldly.

She extended her hand, her pale, delicate hand soft and boneless, breathtakingly beautiful, leaving one breathless.

Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Wei Zicheng’s body shivered.

Instinctively, he rose, disregarding his wounds and blood, crawling to her feet to help her disrobe.

In this palace built of flowers, gradually, a pink licentiousness set in.

A long time passed.

A very long time.

The wound on the Hehuan Holy Maiden’s head disappeared, leaving only a shallow scar.

She rose from the bed, leaving behind a pallid-faced, breathless Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Wei Zicheng. Gradually, a clangorous Evil Qi emanated from her body, and she said coldly, ”Deploy the troops immediately! Annihilate Beidou Holy Land!”

”Yes!”

Countless soldiers responded thunderously in affirmation.