Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Time flowed on.

Unnoticed, tens of millions of years had already slipped by.

The Xianmen’s Mother Planet of today had changed beyond recognition.

Strands of Formation Method rites encircled the Mother Star, Warships sailed in and out, spaceports stood upon the planetary orbit, endlessly producing vessel after vessel, the thirty-six Heavenly Gang and seventy-two Earth Evil orbits had been rebuilt, guarding the core of the Immortal Dao Civilization. Within the Mother Star, Immortal Sect Citizens lived in peace, seeking the Great Dao and studying.

It was not only the Mother Star that had changed.

The Nine Spirits Realm and Horned Ming Realm likewise were now embedded within the Great Thousand World Clusters system of the Xianmen Sect. Immortal Sect Citizens shuttled back and forth through these worlds, hastening their recovery. The Xianmen Sect had already stepped out from its Mother Star, beginning to extend its feelers toward the entire Endless Starry Sky, so that its civilization might once more take root and sprout, growing into a towering tree.

At this moment, as the Xianmen Sect fully reclaimed its Great Thousand World Clusters, the Xianmen conference was being urgently convened.

”Can we establish contact with the Beidou Star Domain groups?”

”At present, we are without any True Immortal.”

The current Immortal Gate Governor raised a question.

Within the Horned Ming Realm lay a natural Plane Channel, suspected to have been left behind by an Ancient Emperor known as the Master of Rain. This was the judgment of the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor, with more than ninety-nine percent certainty. That Ancient Emperor had perished in a brutal war; only his arm remained, and by coincidence it bored through, opening a passage between the Horned Ming Realm and the Beidou Star Domain groups.

The Beidou Star Domain groups were a flourishing and ancient cluster of Star Domains, which had once birthed the Beidou Ancient Emperor, a Forbidden Area Ancient Emperor. Within this Star Domain cluster there were seven great Star Domains: Greedy Wolf, Seven Kills, Giant Gate, Kaiyang, and others—extremely rich, and serving as a hub of transit for many Star Domains, one of the most prosperous clusters second only to the Ziwei Star Domain groups.

Only by holding actual control over the Beidou Star Domain groups could the Xianmen Sect be called a major power within the Endless Starry Sky.

Only there would lie the starting point of the Path to True God for the future True Immortal of the Xianmen Sect.

”We can.”

”The Beidou Star Domain groups are the traditional, inherent territory of the Xianmen Sect and must be restored as soon as possible. Now that we have spare strength, we can no longer completely abandon them...”

”Without a True Immortal, we cannot bridge Star Domains. The Beidou Star Domain groups are the only tract of land we can still grasp...”

Countless Immortal Sect Citizens debated noisily; the vote was almost entirely one-sided, with no one opposing.

Yet the Beidou Star Domain groups of today were an undeveloped wild expanse, hiding many dangers. Once this decision was handed down, who knew how many citizens, including many of those present, would die and be buried in that grand frontier expansion. It was practically inevitable; this was the Destined Fate of pioneers.

This generation of citizens was destined to give without receiving.

The barbaric Star Domains needed transformation and planning to hasten the restoration of the Immortal Tao Ecosystem. By the time they bore abundant fruit, these people would long since have died or grown old; it was their descendants who would enjoy the results.

Even so, the Immortal Sect Citizens of this age did not hesitate.

To open up, to advance.

To struggle, to accumulate—for the sake of the next generation.

The universe-wide Destruction of ages past had not broken the backbone of the Xianmen Sect; on the contrary, it had tempered the Immortal Dao Civilization into even greater toughness and defiance, generation after generation forging ahead.

Time continued to flow.

Across the Endless Starry Sky, one Ancient Emperor Secret Realm after another, like the Xianmen Sect, had begun releasing population to the outside world as early as tens of millions of years ago when the universe first began to revive, relieving the ecological pressure within the Ancient Emperor Secret Realms, scattering seeds throughout the Endless Starry Sky so that this desolate firmament might slowly regain vitality.

Such things occurred naturally, yet were still shocking to behold.

No one truly knew how many Immortal Path Destructions had occurred in history, that so many Immortal Dao Civilizations had evolved such diverse methods of survival.

The current Pattern of the Endless Starry Sky had the feeling of Baihua blooming together.

The Endless Starry Sky Dominator Overlord Human Clan, the True Dragon Immortal Clan, the True Phoenix Immortal Clan, the Golden Crow Immortal Clan, the Taotie Immortal Clan... and other powers possessing Ancient Emperor Secret Realms had all begun to reproduce and thrive beneath the Starry Sky, growing upon barren and desolate lands. Though it was arduous, Life persisted without end, and no single force ruled alone.

Encounters between two Immortal Dao Civilizations were rare; each Immortal Dao Civilization survived alone in the wilds.

...

Another two hundred million years passed.

The harm wrought upon the Endless Starry Sky by the emperors of history was too horrific, nothing less than draining the lake to net the fish. Only now did deeper changes begin to manifest.

On a certain day, heaven and earth quivered faintly, the Endless Starry Sky Path rippled slightly, the four seasons in each Great Thousand World grew clearer, and the laws more distinct.

At that moment, all powers bearing Ancient Emperor legacies sensed something.

”True Immortal...”

”Beneath the Starry Sky, True Immortal can already be born; however, the opportunities to become an Emperor remain insufficient. No Emperor can yet be born—it will require at least another fifty million years of natural recovery...”

In the Dark Light Star Domain, a Taotie muttered.

In his view, no True Immortal would emerge under such an Endless Starry Sky, for lacking the chance to become Emperor, any True Immortal that appeared would obtain only wasteland after wasteland of Star Domains, unable to condense a crown and coronet.

Yet he was wrong.

A roar!

Rumble...

From the Heavenly Thunder Star Domain came a resounding quake; the Thunder Path thundered, and a terrifying Primordial Spirit was born. Lightning transformed into form, shaping a dreadful existence that began to Sovereign over the Star Domains.

”Innate Holy Spirit!”

That Taotie snapped his head around.

The Innate Holy Spirit—beings favored by the Great Dao—were born already at the Imperial Realm, innately possessing an Immortal Body, and faced no obstacles upon the Path of Emperor. They were a kind of naturally, extremely powerful and exceedingly rare Spirit.

This terrifying existence should be a Holy Spirit born within thunder, arising in response to the universe-wide Destruction, signifying new Life born from Destruction.

If nothing unexpected occurred, this era would be his era of becoming Emperor, born in natural accord.

He needed only to slumber through a span of ages, quietly waiting for the foundation for crowning and coronation in the universe to recover; then he could achieve Emperorhood—this was a born Emperor...

Rumble!

Yet this was not the end!

In the Heavenly Sword Star Domain, the Holy Land of Human Race Sword Cultivator, a terrifying Scorching Sun once more revived, sweeping out across the Star Domains with vast and mighty pressure, bearing the murderous intent accumulated over countless years.

The Great Sun Sword Immortal!

The Great Sun Sword Immortal had reappeared in the world!

”Roar!”

”Roar, roar, roar...”

Just as that Taotie was shaken to the core, the upheaval from his own clan’s Emperor’s Secret Realm startled him awake. A Taotie that devoured the stellar dome emerged between heaven and earth, swallowing Great Dao and pressuring all directions.

A shrill cry!

A series of shrill cries...

In the west, yet another Golden Crow cried out, born within the Great Sun!

One True Immortal after another chose to emerge in this era, numbering more than ten, right in this impoverished age—a fact beyond comprehension.

Within the Xianmen Sect, countless citizens were stunned at first, then overjoyed, killing intent surging to the heavens.

”They actually dare?”

”Hahahaha!”

”They actually dare to obstruct us once again?!!”

The Immortal Gate Governor was wild with delight, laughing loudly. ”And they are far too petty—barely more than ten True Immortal, and they dare to obstruct our Great Dao? Utterly ignorant!”

”Utterly ignorant!”

In that instant, as the will of countless citizens boiled over, the True Immortal of the Xianmen Sect’s Collective Will descended into being.