Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1027 - 996: Deploy Troops to Sweep Away Injustice Across the World

Jiang Ding played with a strand of Yin Yang Magnetic Extreme Divine Light between his fingers, carefully examining it for a long time before placing it upon the Taiqing Flying Sword.

The smooth Bluegold sword body of the Taiqing Flying Sword extended numerous adorable cartoon hands, which grabbed this strand of divine light and slowly dragged it into the sword, followed by sounds of crisp, crackling munching.

Many Immortals envisioned a scene in their minds—a cute, foolish little girl hugging a divine light, crunching away.

Jiang Ding gazed at the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Its essence began to transform toward the form of the Light of Yuanmagnet, yet it seemed not to be light, merely an energy form without the particle-wave duality and other characteristics of light, differing greatly from the physical laws of the starry sky.

In general, the 'air resistance' and 'spatial drag' of the Flying Sword had greatly decreased, making its speed much faster.

It would be nearly impossible for Nascent Soul Monks to spot the Taiqing Flying Sword in flight, and many early-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivators would also not see any difference.

Jiang Ding stepped out of his thoughts and calculations, looking down at ninety-nine steps below.

Tianyang Immortal, True Master Void Square, Immortal Qingyun, Immortal Yin Dao, Ice Snow Immortal, Immortal Yun Yu, and other Nascent Soul Monks stood with clasped hands and statue-like composure, breathless in the silence where even a pin drop could be heard.

The count stood at one hundred eighty-seven.

This number even surpassed that of the Western Desert Demon Monarch; human Cultivators held an advantage in the count of Nascent Soul Monks for the first time, with many Immortals of Nascent Soul looking confident.

For two hundred years, various industries in the Northern Plains have rapidly developed and prospered immensely, with Immortals of Nascent Soul sprouting like bamboo after a spring rain, and internal competition sharply increasing.

Two hundred years ago, an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could claim a Fourth-Order Spiritual Vein and establish a sect.

Today, early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators could no longer compare to the past; they could only serve dutifully in various positions in the central court, sharing the Fourth-Order Spiritual Vein of the central court.

Yet, this was not impoverished.

No one wished to return to the past era.

Although the status of early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators has declined now, the Spirit Stones, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Elixirs, and Treasures they received were actually far more than they ever got as Loose Cultivators.

In the past, a leader of a sect, as mighty as it sounded, was simply a leader of a barren vein, with nothing but Fourth-Order Spiritual Veins.

Fourth-Order Elixirs, Treasures, and Talismans could only be gathered and refined bit by bit; compared to the superpower Tushan Central Court, the difference was as vast as between clouds and mud, even if one was merely one among hundreds of immortals.

"Swordsman, can we launch an attack on the Western Desert now?"

Tianyang Immortal asked eagerly.

Despite being a Magic Cultivator, his desire to fight seemingly even surpassed that of the Sword Cultivators, nearly unable to contain himself, the surrounding circle of Magic Cultivation Immortals felt the same way, eager for chances in the Western Desert.

As for True Master Void Square and other Sword Cultivation Immortals, they each seethed with murderous intent, contained within their bodies, presenting instead a calm appearance.

"Yes."

"It is time."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly: "However, it's not the attack on the Western Desert."

"What?"

Tianyang Immortal was startled.

True Master Void Square, Scorching Sun Immortal, and other Sword Cultivators showed excitement.

"Yes, it's an attack across the Northern Plains and beyond."

Jiang Ding spoke slowly.

"Any place in this world, wherever the Human Race encounters injustice, wherever Xiexiu harm the common people, wherever Incense Fire seduces and confuses the dawn people…"

"All these must be eliminated."

"To give the world's people a bright and orderly universe!"

Anywhere?

Any place in this world?!

The Immortals of Nascent Soul gasped.

"Yes, Heavenly Monarch!"

Then, all the Immortals' eyes revealed a fervent glow, cries roaring like mountains collapsing and tsunamis, even summoning ferocious winds and giant waves that swept across in every direction.

Under the will of Tushan Central Court,

Golden Pill Monks throughout the Northern Plains, along with Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivators, began assembling at Tushan Central Court—yes, as of today, there is no longer a need for those beneath the Peak of Foundation Building to join the military.

Among the three armies of Tushan, the weakest soldiers were the Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivators; those weaker than them had no place here.

Not being able to enlist was not a fortunate thing at all.

Many subsidies, many merits, henceforth unreachable, sealed off the hopes of advancing to a higher realm, which to Cultivators, was more terrifying than death itself.

One by one, the Foundation Establishment Golden Core Monks from the Northern Plains, like ants, quickly assembled at Tushan Central Court through flying, teleportation formations, and other methods.

Elsewhere, it might not have seemed so,

But near the Liudao Sect stationed in Tushan Central Court, one could see hordes of battalions dressed Cultivators converging here from all directions, filling the skies, instinctively attracted by the military formation aura, all having undergone strict military formation training for at least a hundred years, almost instinctively.

These hundreds of thousands of Cultivators gathered together, exerting a dreadful and heavy aura without needing any military formation surges, suffocating the Immortals of Nascent Soul, and making Divinity Transformation Cultivators wait prudently.

While summoning Cultivators from various places, the storerooms of Tushan Central Court, accumulated over hundreds of years, were also opened; piles of Talismans, bottles of Elixirs, various Magic Tools and Treasures were distributed into the hands of all the military formation Cultivators.

All were standardized Elixirs, standardized Treasures and Magic Tools.

But that didn't mean they were of poor quality.

On the contrary, almost all were top-tier items of their kind, high-quality Treasures and Magic Tools that rarely circulated in the market.

These items, like a flowing river, were distributed to all the military formation Cultivators, arming them to the teeth.

…

The total mobilization occurring in the Northern Plains couldn't be concealed; it almost instantly alarmed the other three territories, who couldn't sit idly by.

Ice Field Heavenly Monarch, waiting in the West Desert for a long time, never saw Xi Ping'an, who had always been very active and persuasive in convincing her to destroy the Liudao Sect, arrive, feeling uneasy.

After much contemplation, her avatar went to the East Sea, arriving at the Incense Fire Divine Court hanging high in the sky.

This Incense Fire Divine Court, resembling an elliptical sun, radiated boundless scorching light, feared by many Divinity Transformation Cultivators, who dared not step into it personally, and Ice Field Heavenly Monarch was no exception; even in urgent circumstances, she only dared send her avatar.

Without any delay, Ice Field Heavenly Monarch immediately received an audience with Xi Ping'an, passing through layers of imposingly armored Divine Generals.

She met the East Sea's Sword Monarch upon a brilliantly radiant Great Sword Throne.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist!"

As soon as Ice Field Heavenly Monarch met him, a joyous smile appeared on her face: "That scoundrel finally deigns to leave the Liudao Sect, exposing his ambition, it's a perfect opportunity for the three of us to join forces and encircle him for a kill…"

She spoke thus for a reason.

Previously, Xi Ping'an had tirelessly lobbied her and Bai Zu Heavenly Lord from the Southern Border to encircle and kill the Tushan Heavenly Monarch of the Liudao Sect, even willing to attack the fiercely guarded Liudao Sect Grand Array.

He even produced a strict Daoist Pact, willing to pay a great price, promising not to take any spoils of war, and was even ready to provide a generous amount of fifth-rank Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures for them to freely choose from in the treasure house of the Eastern Sea Divine Court.

So high a price, as well as describing how dangerous Tushan Heavenly Monarch was, bound to become a major threat in the future… appealing to emotions, enlightening with reason, all just to ally and kill Tushan Heavenly Monarch.

However, Ice Field Heavenly Monarch and Bai Zu Heavenly Lord did not agree, for various reasons.

There were many reasons: mutual distrust, suspecting traps, having reservations, or simply living well and not wanting to risk change, needing to wait further.

Heavenly Monarchs, with extremely vast experiences, living thousands of years, possessing firm and stubborn Dao Hearts, it's nearly impossible for others to persuade them through words alone, rather than overwhelming power.

Now, Ice Field Heavenly Monarch took the initiative to visit.

She believed that the other party would promptly agree, given their previous warmth.

However, the gold-armored divine being on the throne merely coldly watched the Ice Phoenix Clan's Heavenly Monarch before him, without uttering a word.

Inside those huge golden pupils seemed to swirl violent killing intent, perhaps mockery, perhaps anger.

For a long time, all was silent.

"Fellow Daoist, what does this mean?"

A heaviness settled in Ice Field Heavenly Monarch's heart.