Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1034 - 1003: Da'ai Immortal Doesn't Expect Anyone

Northern Plains, all the Heavenly Monarchs from the Southern Border have arrived.

They have enough common ground.

In fact, every Heavenly Monarch has an unspoken rule: normally, they turn blind eyes to slaughter and billions of deaths within their territories.

However, once a Heavenly Monarch tries to unify the entire world, everyone tacitly joins hands to eradicate this budding threat.

Other than those exceptionally lucky, any Minor Thousand World's lord would face such an encirclement.

"Fellow Daoists, greetings."

Jiang Ding casually glanced at the two newly appeared Heavenly Monarchs.

Xi Ping'an swept his gaze over without paying any heed.

His attention was focused on the center surrounded by millions of Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu, where stood an elder Taoist with an air of venerable grace holding an ancient dust whisk, embodying the typical image of a Taoist adept.

However, underneath the Taoist robe tied around his waist was a segmented centipede body, dragging behind him, its hundreds of claws occasionally squirming, emitting a gold-green Poison Fog into the wind, corroding the void with a sizzling alarming sound.

Bai Zu Heavenly Lord!

The master of Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

This demon does not hold racial biases, treating both humans and demons in the sect equally - merely as vessels for nurturing gu.

The Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu parasitize in the bodies of human and demon cultivators of the sect, growing and advancing with their hosts to speed up the cultivators' cultivation and also becoming a powerful weapon in battles - quite beneficial.

The only cost is that the cultivators, at the peak of their potential and in their prime, will have their whole body's essence blood and Divine Soul devoured by the long-grown Gu inside them in an instant, pushing the Gu to evolve and break through once more.

The evolved Gu then lays eggs and returns to the Bai Zu Heavenly Lord.

These millions of Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu, believed to be invulnerable to blades and fire, indestructible and immortal, are gained this way.

Historically, the lifespan of Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's cultivators is often only half or even a third of those on the same level, which is why.

No matter how talented or lucky the sect's cultivators are, none can escape this Destined Fate.

The only exception seems to be the Da'ai Immortal.

"Little beast, I've found you."

"Do you know how much I've missed you..."

At this moment, Bai Zu Heavenly Lord staring intently at Da'ai Immortal within the Mixed Yuan Legal Heavenly Capital Army Formation, exhibited a greedy and lustful look, causing the latter to shiver and perhaps recall some unpleasant memories.

Immediately after, Da'ai Immortal sneered and mockingly looked at Bai Zu Heavenly Lord, completely unafraid.

He mouthed silently.

'Old, bastard.'

"Freak!"

For some reason, Da'ai Immortal easily enraged this nearly ten-thousand-year-old demon.

Without a second thought, Bai Zu Heavenly Lord pointed his finger, and countless Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu converged and turned into a Gold light, flashing and disappearing.

Golden Thread Poison Finger!

This is a famous Divine Ability within Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, said to be intangible and immune to defense; just a touch turns the enemy's flesh and soul into rot, beyond divine salvation.

This time, personally executed by the sect's elder, even Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators would stand hair on end, not daring to underestimate its power.

Da'ai Immortal's body stiffened.

A strong fear surged in his heart; being in the Army Formation was utterly useless.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and casually slashed.

In the formless void, a burst of sparks flickered.

Taiqing Flying Sword looped back, rendering the so-called intangible form useless; under heaven and earth, tangible or not, all could be severed with one slash.

Jiang Ding glanced at the sword's edge.

Several thumb-sized Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu were cut in half, plummeting from the sky, showing no signs of their supposed immortality; their defense was also frail.

"You..."

Bai Zu Heavenly Lord was about to erupt in anger.

Sensing the lifeless Gu, his face instantly stiffened.

"Bai Zu fellow cultivator,"

"Is it you who has been secretly sabotaging my Northern Plains?"

Jiang Ding looked at the Centipede Taoist in front of him with a mild gaze, seemingly not blaming anything.

"Tushan, you are indeed not weak."

Bai Zu Heavenly Monarch revealed a wary look, gazing at the green-clothed youth before him: "We had neither grievances in the past nor recent resentment, I have always been amicable and do not wish to start trouble."

"As long as you hand over this little beast to me, I will turn around and leave, never interfering in your grudges."

He pointed at Da'ai.

"Bai Zu!"

"Have you gone mad?!"

Before Xi Ping'an could do anything, the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch exploded in anger, cursing loudly: "Such a Sword Madman, and you still dare to let him grow; do you despise how quickly, how brutally you die?"

"You damned old bastard!"

She could feel that what Bai Zu Heavenly Monarch said seemed to be true.

He really wanted to leave here, no matter what.

This made Ice Field Heavenly Monarch feel like she was going mad, having a sense of helpless frustration as if forced to coexist with a group of pigs.

"Tushan fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

Ignoring the nearly insane Ice Phoenix, Bai Zu Heavenly Monarch stared at the green-clothed youth not far away: "If you are not at ease, we can also sign a Daoist Pact."

"Rest assured, I and this... young friend Da'ai, have an old acquaintance and won't harm him; rather, I will give him a tremendous opportunity."

He had given enough face and a way out.

In an instant, everyone turned their eyes towards Da'ai.

Many people's gaze flickered, secretly guessing what kind of opportunity he had obtained that a renowned Heavenly Monarch from the Southern Border valued so highly, not caring about putting himself in jeopardy, just to take him back.

If they themselves could receive such an opportunity...

Countless greedy, desirous glances fell upon Da'ai.

Some showed expressions of pity.

Merely a Nascent Soul Monk in exchange for the stance of a Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarch, instantly gaining a huge battlefield advantage.

Even a blind man could see the difference in value between the two; there was no need to consider it.

Not to mention, even if there were opportunities, they could be taken after the battle; it wouldn't be delayed.

Many Human Race True Lords instinctively adjusted the Army Formation System, trapping the ranks where Da'ai was preventing his escape, or capturing him during his escape to achieve great merit.

Most of the Immortals of Nascent Soul, who are Supreme Elders controlling power, had seen much of this and understood, hence were not shocked by anything.

Even the Golden Core Foundation Establishment cultivators under Da'ai's command also became flickering and hesitant, subconsciously disconnecting the Army Formation connection to prevent the enemy from a desperate act, taking them down with him.

In an instant, Da'ai, who was protected by layers of Army Formations, became isolated.

"Heh heh!"

Da'ai let out a cold laugh, standing with his hands folded.

He was not angry or upset about the betrayal by his fellow Daoists around him, because he had never expected otherwise.

"How about it?"

"Tushan fellow Taoist?"

Seeing Da'ai being deserted by his allies, Bai Zu Heavenly Monarch was certain, saying with a smile.

"How about it?"

"Bai Zu fellow cultivator, please be assured."

Jiang Ding said softly, "You cannot escape; stay here with peace of mind."

"What?"

Bai Zu Heavenly Monarch was stunned, doubting if he had heard wrong.

Boom!

In the Great Sun Destroying Sword Domain, three dazzling Great Suns arose and plummeted, launching an attack at the three Heavenly Monarchs simultaneously.

At the same moment, vast swathes of Destruction Sword Qi spread out, blocking their paths of retreat.