Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

After the expedition of numerous strong entities, the starry sky seemed somewhat quiet and dull for a time.

Jiang Ding, the Fusang Empress, and Gong Caiyu strolled through the starry sky, viewing its various wonders, passing by world after world, witnessing firsthand the magnificent scenery within.

Beidou Grand Thousand World, Vermilion Bird Great Thousand World, Fallen Realm... The three walked step by step, occasionally engaging in casual chats.

Of course, they spent the most time in the Beiyuan Small Realm.

Time has passed so long, over three million years have gone by. The human world has undergone immense changes, even mountains have collapsed, and oceans have dried up into forests. The people inside are unfamiliar, without a trace of historical records, that era only exists in the hearts of a few Cultivators.

”Your Majesty, the Fallen Realm...”

The Fusang Empress softly spoke.

The Perishing Immortal Realm, the place where the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor found his path, mysteriously aligned with certain Destiny.

”It’s related to the Immortal, suspected to be the resting place of the Forbidden Area Ancient Emperor.”

”There are many secrets.”

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly: ”However, I can’t explore, I can’t find any traces, the time is not right, it’s all futile.”

”Mm.”

The Fusang Empress nodded gently.

Gong Caiyu attentively and adorably remained vigilant, always cautious.

The three took a few more steps, went through the inspection of the Central Array Spirit Computer, and entered the Mother Star once more.

They have frequented here over the years, mostly through avatars, always staying with their mother and sister, who both ascended to the Eight Tribulation Venerable many years ago, with a Life Energy of three million.

This wasn’t due to their talents alone, but rather the exceptional aptitude of their semi-immortal body driving them forward, where personal effort probably accounts for between 0.5% to 1%, and the rest is due to the Human Emperor’s unrestricted support with various resources, barely allowing them to ascend.

Without this, they would not be among the elite Eight Tribulation Venerables in the Endless Starry Sky.

This is the limit.

There’s no chance of rising to a Quasi-Emperor; advancing to the Imperial Realm is a sheer fantasy.

Even gathering all the talents of the Endless Starry Sky, the Human Emperor cannot cultivate Imperial Realm Cultivators; only providing a superior environment, where countless generations of talents will die, tens of billions to hundreds of billions or even more Cultivators perish, until by chance, an Imperial Realm Cultivator emerges through the ages; it’s not mass-producible.

In the interchanges of heaven and earth, the three appeared in their family home, merging with the avatar that was dining.

The meal was cooked by the Taiching Flying Sword Sub-Sword, its flavor evolving beyond the past.

”Dingding, will this battle be victorious?”

”Will many people die?”

Lin Wanqiu worriedly asked.

”Yes, Mom, it will be victorious, and there will also be deaths.”

”The human world has cycled countless times, regardless of what is done, there will always be deaths.”

Jiang Ding comforted.

”Sigh,”

”Alright.”

Lin Wanqiu sighed softly.

Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, seemed much more lively; even after over a million years of long ages, she still remained carefree, asking, ”Brother, are you building the Resting Place for the Forbidden Zone?”

”Oh?”

”You know?”

Jiang Ding was somewhat curious.

This was a top-secret project, incredibly vast, divided into thousands of billions of Immortal Tao Industry project groups. Many people worked a lifetime on related projects, unaware they were part of it, only knowing they were involved in producing a particular part or Immortal Tao synthetic product, without understanding their purpose.

”Brother, you’re underestimating me, aren’t you?”

Jiang Yuan rolled her eyes: ”I’ve also studied well these years. The semi-immortal body is very mystical, I’m stronger than many Eight Tribulation Venerables, plus my innate political reliability is top-notch, naturally qualified to be part of many secret projects. No need for anyone to inform me!”

The sister of the Human Emperor, naturally scores full marks politically, even without explicit legal privileges.

”Alright then.”

”I’ve always thought you were like a lazy fish.”

Jiang Ding realized.

It’s been a longstanding stereotype, never changing.

”Nonsense!”

”I’ve been an elite in Immortal Dao Research all these years!”

Jiang Yuan proudly boasted for a moment, then asked: ”I want to ask, do you have a plan for me and Mom to enter a suspended animation awaiting the Golden Era again? If you do, we should prepare.”

Lin Wanqiu also looked over simultaneously, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Eight Tribulation Venerable Life Energy three million.

However, for the Human Emperor, this is still a very brief period, more than half has already passed.

She remains attached to the human world, wanting to spend time with her son, accompany him, ensuring he’s not alone in this world.

”Golden Era...”

Jiang Ding fell silent, looked into the distance, not immediately responding.

After a long time,

she glanced at her mother and sister, slightly saddened, her voice somewhat somber: ”No need, Mom.”

”Even constructing the Resting Place, only top-tier Quasi-Emperor Ninth Heaven Cultivators can enter suspension; lower Cultivators’ suspension holds no meaning, it’s not a suspension of tens or even a hundred million years, but a sleep of at least billions of years, unless using Immortal Material to seal...this holds no meaning.”

”Golden Era, if I die in battle, naturally I’d die without a burial place, the family united.”

”If I achieve complete victory, become an Immortal...”

Jiang Ding paused in his speech: ”Reversing time, resurrecting beings from memory, it’s just a flick of a finger.”

”So, Mom, Sister, don’t worry about the Resting Place, just live every day of the present, don’t fret, the Immortal of the future can accomplish everything.”

There was a brief sound of inhaling around.

Immortal?

Become an Immortal?

Immortal, synonymous with everything, can reverse time, be one with the universe.

From the sparse records unearthed thus far, calculated from the universe’s inception, Immortals have never died, regardless of the reason, never completely dead.

”Mom, don’t worry, don’t fear death.”

”Sister, same for you.”

Jiang Ding displayed extreme confidence before his family: ”Perhaps, in many years, what stands before you will be a True God.”

His self-assured demeanor.

”Ha!”

Lin Wanqiu chuckled, patting his head: ”Alright, got it, future Immortal.”

Since young, this guy has always been so conceited.

In the future, let’s wish this little guy can fulfill his aspirations once more.

...

Time gradually passed.

The Human Emperor’s expeditionary army sailed through the starry sky, searching, in such monotonous, dull ages, unknowingly over one hundred seventy thousand years have slipped by.

However, the Human Emperor’s fleet continued its voyage, without discovering a target of significant value.

Finally, on this day, the radar of a starship named Netherworld Star Domain emitted an urgent alert, and the ship spirit of the warship swiftly activated preset programs, and an entire massive Netherworld Star Domain army began to awaken gradually, a grand army formation numbering over a hundred billion started to revive.

Within the radar’s detection range of the star battleship was a blood-red world teeming with countless tentacles.

These pink tentacles flailed chaotically, constantly extracting something extremely vital from the Endless Starry Sky, and within the blood-red world lurked numerous terrifying, bizarre creatures, with immensely high danger levels.