Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Squad after squad of armies reeking of Evil Qi marched past the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.

At the very front of the review column, without a doubt, stood the greatest heroes of this battle—the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao Soldiers.

This force had plunged into Ten Thousand Lifetimes of Reincarnation, at an incomparably tragic cost of casualties shattering the Reincarnation Dream Realm of the Six Paths Dream Venerable, and with firm, unyielding Sword Dao Will, had crushed more than half of the authority of the Six Paths Reincarnation True Immortal.

The death of the Six Paths Dream Venerable was the crucial turning point of this war.

”Congratulations to you all, Fellow Daoists, on your victorious return.”

”I am overjoyed beyond words.”

Jiang Ding looked intently at this unit, maimed all over the ground and pitifully few in number.

Most of these were Sword Cultivators missing arms and legs; the most wretched, such as Great Sun Yang Mang Quasi-Emperor and the others, had even their Flying Swords and Divine Souls shattered, leaving only fragments behind, their breath as faint as gossamer threads, on the verge of complete death; after a thousand years of recuperation there had been little improvement, and they looked as though they could fall at any moment.

Compared to the other formations of Magic Cultivation, strict in discipline and law, they looked very much like scattered stragglers.

Yet in one respect, these Sword Cultivators’ Spirit was incomparably pure, dense, and blazing hot.

This was the very backbone that let Sword Cultivators battle Heaven and earth!

”Hahaha!”

”A trifling little affair, hardly worth speaking of!”

Great Sun Yang Mang Quasi-Emperor, Seven Kills Quasi-Emperor, Heaven Burial Quasi-Emperor, and the others laughed loud and free, without any restraint—one could even say they had never been as relaxed as in this very moment.

Even before the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy and the others, they showed little awe, regarding them as casually as any passerby by the roadside.

Having gone through a blood battle far more than nine deaths for one life, they treated it as though they had just finished some simple little game.

”Hahaha!”

”Sword Master, you must strive ever upward!”

Great Sun Yang Mang Quasi-Emperor laughed heartily, his words carrying undisguised fervor, killing intent, and respect: ”I hope that one day I will stand before you and challenge you to a Holy Sword Fight, and cut off your head beneath my sword.”

”Thus, I shall not fail the life I owe to the Sword Dao!”

He laughed from the depths of his heart, speaking with sincere feeling.

Many Sword Cultivators had the same look in their eyes; so-called resentment had never existed, for this was the path of a Sword Cultivator, known from the very first day they set foot upon it.

What they had was only gratitude and yearning.

At this moment, although the Magic Cultivation powerhouses such as Beidou Quasi-Emperor, Hehuan Quasi-Emperor, Han Lin, Great Love Quasi-Emperor had long been mentally prepared, witnessing this bizarre scene with their own eyes still made their hearts seize for a brief instant.

Though there were tacit understandings and conventions among Sword Cultivators,

was this something that could be spoken aloud at a military parade?

Many Magic Cultivation Quasi-Emperors could not help thinking so.

”Haha!”

”I hope it will be so.”

Jiang Ding could not help but smile, waving his hand, gesturing for these rascals before him to hurry up and get lost.

After the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao Soldiers naturally came the Immortal Sect’s Ten Great Deep Space Destruction Fleet; this force had made enormous contributions in the encirclement and slaying of the Six Paths Reincarnation True Immortal, ranking second in merit.

Before the Immortal Sect Fleet, Jiang Ding became much more formal.

The Immortal Sect Fleet was to receive a collective reward; the merit medals of the fleet’s members could be combined or separated. When merged, they would have the effect of several Quasi-Emperor Level Nine-leaf Highest Merit Medals—a perfect fit for the Immortal Sect Fleet.

Jiang Ding received the Immortal Sect Fleet one by one, as well as the Tu Shan Maiden Corps, the Seven Kills Dao Soldiers and other super-elite forces, then visited and consoled the various Star Domain Armies, distributing rewards, affirming their feats, chatting with them, and so on, doing his utmost to soothe their military hearts.

Without question, after experiencing this independent campaign to encircle and slay a True Immortal, and emerging victorious, once all the results were fully digested, the Taoist Court’s army would undergo a qualitative transformation!

This was no longer a force doing odd tasks under a True Immortal’s command.

Rather, it was an Immortal Dynasty main army capable of being the Sovereign over the Endless Starry Sky Battlefield!

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The military parade gradually drew to a close.

The Taoist Court’s victorious powerhouses successively returned to their home realms to continue Cultivation or their duties; the majority of the stronger ones remained in the Beidou Star Domain, for here lay the finest environment for Cultivation and healing, especially the latter—almost all grievously wounded Sword Cultivators of the Taoist Court entered the healing secret realms to slumber.

The Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace returned as well to its former silence.

On this day, Yuan, bearing many complicated thoughts, came to the towering Heavenly Palace; along the way, maidens of the Ten Thousand Races, withdrawn from the battlefield, stood solemnly with swords in hand, traces of Evil Qi still lingering upon them.

These maidens glanced at Yuan and did not bar his way.

Among the many powerhouses of the Taoist Court, this Quasi-Emperor named Yuan was extremely special; his status was a transcendent one.

Even in that past, brutal war of the Six Paths Heavenly Emperor, where everyone else could die and the weak ought to die—rightfully so—he would not die, but would be rescued at the final moment.

Of course, this was something he himself did not know.

Yuan passed through layer upon layer of deep palaces, through layer upon layer of Immortal Path killing arrays, until he reached the innermost depths of the hall. There he saw the corpse of a gorgeous blue butterfly as vast as a Star, rising and falling like a Dream Realm, in constant flux.

Even in death, a True Fairy’s residual might could crush the world’s Quasi-Emperors, preventing them from taking a single step closer.

Beside this Emperor Level corpse, a Six Paths of Reincarnation Ancient Scroll flickered in and out of sight.

It was exceedingly strange.

One must know, when the Destiny True Dragon Son fell in battle, and when the Phoenix True Fairy fell, such a thing had never appeared.

An Original Ancient Talisman represented a True Immortal’s complete path; once the True Immortal died, it vanished. At most, one could deduce part of that path from the corpse of the True Immortal, to use as a reference.

Yet here, a complete Six Paths of Reincarnation Ancient Scroll had appeared just like this.

This complete Six Paths of Reincarnation Ancient Scroll was slowly rising and sinking, being quietly comprehended by a green-clothed youth; in his black-and-white twin pupils, flashing with light, the rhythms of the Great Dao flowed, and countless Immortal Path mysteries were born and extinguished.

Clearly, this complete Six Paths of Reincarnation Ancient Scroll was of enormous use to him.

”So this is,”

”So this is the true reason the Six Paths Reincarnation True Immortal managed to escape?”

Yuan regarded this scene for a long time.

His voice was a little hoarse; after a moment of silence, he spoke.

Very obviously, the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy and the Six Paths Reincarnation True Immortal had concluded some sort of transaction, and this complete Six Paths of Reincarnation Ancient Scroll was part of that bargain.

At the same time, this was also the source of the countless Star Domain cultivators of the Taoist Court falling in battle, of trillions upon trillions of cultivators perishing, of countless families broken, of countless fathers, wives, and daughters dying.

All of it existed only because of this one transaction.

In that moment, Yuan could not suppress a trace of disgust rising in his heart.

”You are mistaken.”

”It was not like that, Senior Yuan.”

Jiang Ding turned around, his tone gentle as he said, ”Even if the Six Paths had not given me the complete Six Paths of Reincarnation Ancient Scroll, this battle would still have taken place. For weak cultivators to die on the battlefield is Destined Fate.”

”There is no one who, as a matter of course, ought to unfurl their wings of shelter for them, to block all wind and rain, and let them rot and degenerate in peace.”

”Certain necessary battles must be undergone.”

”I am thus; so too must all under Heaven be thus. This is the justice of reason!”