Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor’s gaze was profound, lost in thought.

Son of Destiny?

Throughout his journey, he had seen too much and hardly felt any awe towards this concept. Like many mortal cultivators, he believed that a being destined for greatness would arrive with immense fate, destined to accomplish earth-shattering deeds in the future.

This perspective, however, is mistaken.

The Destiny True Dragon Son who once competed with him for the opportunity to achieve the Dao was also a Son of Destiny. That era was actually a time when the Innate Golden Element flourished, especially conducive to the birth and growth of many Gold Element heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and Golden Element techniques and secret techniques. Those beings walking the Innate Golden Path, especially True Immortals, were naturally the ’Sons of Destiny’ aligning with the great trend of heavens and earth.

And then?

Just so.

In the eyes of the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor, the Destiny True Dragon Son was no more exceptional than other True Immortals. The so-called Son of Destiny was just like that.

Destiny, after all, is the great trend of heavens and earth. Just like water always flowing downhill, if you can grasp this trend and pattern, and go along with the flow, riding the current of destiny down the river of fate, you will gain a powerful boost out of nowhere, traveling far faster than those walking along the shore.

To those standing on the shore, you become the Son of Destiny. Otherwise, there’s no way to explain how you can move so quickly, your speed multiplied by several times compared to those on land, completely unimaginable, baffling to comprehend, thus mythologizing you as the ’Son of Destiny’, believing you to be favored by heaven, destined to become a great figure.

In reality?

To many beings capable of seeing through illusions and reaching the essence, the Heavenly Dao’s destiny favors no one. It only respects those who understand the Immortal Dao universe’s rules, utilize these cosmic laws, and grasp the trends of the era.

Among these people, some are naturally compatible with the great trend from among the trillions of beings, and purely by coincidence, naturally align with it. Others, not born aligned, but with remarkable wisdom, see the great trend of the world, and proactively change themselves, transform their nature, getting closer to the trend and artificially making themselves Sons of Destiny.

There are even terrifying beings who completely ignore the natural trend, going against the heavens and creating an all-encompassing trend of their own justice!

Nearly all Forbidden Area Ancient Emperors exist this way.

For instance, the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor created the End of Dharma Path trend of that time, forcefully catapulting the once barren Endless Starry Sky into the Silver Prosperity era, defying the typical patterns of the Immortal Dao universe. That era was supposed to be barren, lacking in great figures, with the many industries of the Immortal Dao withering.

This is why the Forbidden Ancient Emperors disregard Sons of Destiny, as they can create a worldly trend, making those who go along with it prosper and become Sons of Destiny, with great advances in the Immortal Dao!

And those who oppose the trend face demise!

”This is a Son of Destiny from the Human Race...”

”Roughly carrying one-ten-thousandth of the human race’s destiny invested in this era.”

Jiang Ding silently calculated.

Destiny, coincidence, and great trend.

This resolute young man carries such destiny, sure to experience countless hardships and obstacles, narrowly escape numerous dangers, and after each peril, is likely to gain fortuitous opportunities. This is the Human Race Heavenly Dao’s favor to him, as effort will yield rewards.

However, it is not guaranteed, for if he dies, then he dies; the Human Race Heavenly Dao will do no more.

The Human Race Heavenly Dao, like all Human Race Ancient Emperors, is indifferent, cunning, and ruthless, and will not truly favor any one being with paternal care. That is simply impossible.

Instead, it will favor a group of human beings.

The one who ultimately survives will be the Son of Destiny for this era.

”The Heavenly Dao’s destiny favor on him is one in ten billion.”

”Indeed, a foundation of an unrivaled elite.”

Jiang Ding lightly praised.

Gaining favor from the Heavenly Dao’s destiny in one in ten billion during the Golden Era is indeed an extraordinary advantage, suggesting that this resolute young man consciously or unconsciously aligns with the world’s great trends, thus acquiring so many opportunities and experiencing so many killing arrays.

It stands to reason that, since ancient times, all good things have been coveted and protected.

Opportunities without owners are exceedingly rare.

”So, ”

”Should I invest in him?”

Jiang Ding thought blandly.

In the Supreme Great Sun Immortal Dao System, there are many manifestations of End of Dharma Path karma immortal techniques, and gaining opportunities from the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor, especially during times of weakness, requires repayment in the future.

Even if one achieves the rank of Forbidden Area Ancient Emperor, repayment is still necessary!

These karma immortal techniques require mutual consent, voluntary recognition, binding the Dao Heart, with a very strong binding force.

Of course, in such cases, if one’s karma immortal technique is broken, and one’s skills are inferior, then everything is lost. One must accept defeat without complaint.

This is a deal with immense potential benefits.

The only downside is the high investment threshold and extremely high investment risk.

Within the Great Sun Forbidden Area, the resolute young man named Ye Xian, holding a broken token, walks through this world riddled with one trap after another.

Even with the protection of secret treasures, he pays a huge price.

A sword scar cleaves into his neck, exposing the white bone, nearly decapitating him. His left shoulder and both legs are cut off at the knee, with white bone stubs piercing the ground, a ghastly sight, making one wince in sympathy.

Despite this, he remains calm, holding his breath, sidestepping one killing array after another, moving towards the center where opportunities await.

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”That token?”

”It seems to be Senior Mieri’s command token? This old senior loved to fool around with these flamboyant ancient things, like a Great General in a TV drama. It’s unexpected that it’s been preserved until the Golden Era, truly remarkable.”

Jiang Ding sighed lightly.

So many years have passed, and all the people from back then have disappeared. All the concrete and steel, all the formation methods, all the manmade objects and structures on the Mother Star have turned to dust. Yet, a small token has survived to this day, having undergone countless, wondrous journeys.

At this moment, the image and identity of Senior Mieri appeared in the eyes of the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor.

A mess of pale yellow hair, tinged with black, face pale with a bluish tinge, wearing ripped jeans, jingling with every step, presenting a malnourished appearance, yet was an exceptionally loyal old senior.

Many years ago, after this old senior ascended to Supreme, his life withered away, leaving this world.

Among the citizens of that era, only the Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor and the slumbering Yuan remain, leaving nothing but memories.

And now, a young human, carrying one eighteen billion nine hundred millionth of Immortal Sect Citizen blood, is standing before him with Senior Mieri’s command token.

This person, in a very distant past, had an ancestor who was a citizen.

Though he is no citizen himself.

”Take it, kid.”

”Hold on to my Angel Round investment and fight among the myriad races’ elite in the Golden Era. Victory or defeat, glory or shame, live without regrets in the life of cultivation.”

The Supreme Great Sun Ancient Emperor said blandly.