Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1110 - 1078: I am the Righteous Dao!

The Xianmen Sect is about to have a Refining Nothingness Cultivator!

In the unknown lands of the Magical Stone Minor Realm, a distinct wave of emotion emerged from Jiang Ding's true body.

"Many protectors, reinforce again!"

"This Heavenly Monarch, can now resume an ordinary and tranquil life of happiness."

"From now on, with anything unknown, ask the seniors directly."

"With anything needed, directly ask the seniors."

"Happy days... today is a good day... a good day..."

Humming a song, Jiang Ding's true self continues to sink into deep slumber, executing the highest level of the covert plan.

...

In the empty and silent starry sky.

It took the Blood River King more than ten years to fully comprehend the "Dao Heart Kind Demon Slave Scripture," with significant gains. The mana within his body has been refined, and parts of his foundational flaws have been repaired.

The Blood River Sword's presence has greatly increased, ascending a tier in tenacity, sharpness, and mana affinity.

As the price, the blood dragons, transformed from the essences of the Demon Leaf King, the Shayi King, and other monarchs have been entirely exhausted, with not a trace left.

His cultivation no longer accompanied by the clamorous roar of spiteful curses, everything has turned to ashes and annihilated.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Blood Path.

With living beings as nourishment, the more slaughter, the stronger one becomes, as long as one can withstand the assaults of the Internal Demon, the increase in strength seems to have no end.

"All usable things are exhausted."

Jiang Ding glanced at his Storage Bag, a pale rib bone.

The storage unicorn horns he had seized from the bodies of the Demon Leaf King, the Shayi King, and others had all been opened. Each monarch had about 30,000 Top-grade Spirit Stones on them, which was quite impressive, since these were just belongings carried on their person.

Ten monarchs together would have about 300,000 Top-grade Spirit Stones!

Adding to those previously seized from the Moye Family, with this item alone, the Blood River King's wealth reached an astonishing figure of 500,000 Top-grade Spirit Stones, almost catching up with the entire financial income of the Xianmen Sect over several years.

Of these 500,000 Top-grade Spirit Stones, about 100,000 that could be used by the Blood Path have been consumed.

No choice, as Human Cultivators cannot utilize everything. They must have a strong Artifact Refining industry, Alchemy industry, and Metallurgy industry as a foundation; otherwise, much of the wealth is simply inactive, taking up space.

This is the difference between Immortal Sect Practitioners and minor sect practitioners.

With an insufficient platform, many things are useless, just piles of scrap metal, only fit for drooling over.

"I need more."

"I need more of the blood of sinful beings..."

Jiang Ding stood up and used Inner View on his body.

Within his meridians, within the Elixir Field, the evil seeds have reached minor accomplishments. While further appeasing responses from the Yanliu Imperial Child and the Flame Stone Great Emperor, they also rapidly strengthened his foundation, mana, and Divine Sense. The broken foundation formed during the past years as a servant is being repaired.

This is the transformation brought about by the Great Emperor Scripture!

Simultaneously, it also generates defects.

Any change, any Nirvana and re-creation of foundation, all require a tremendous consumption of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure!

It is a world where spirit and material coexist. Both are indispensable; the possibility of instant Enlighten the Dao, great enlightenment, and becoming an immortal in a single day is just an unrealistic dream of the common folks wishing for instant success.

Even a resurrected True Immortal needs energy!

Nothing can exist separately from material on its own.

Similarly, just having material is insufficient; without the drive of spirit and Realm, sitting on a mountain of treasure is pointless.

The nourishment for the Blood Path is fresh blood.

"So,"

"What are sinful beings, precisely?"

Jiang Ding mused, slowly constructing his own Dao Heart. Everyone must have their unwavering Dao Heart, whether Righteous or Demonic: "So-called sinful beings are those who have once slaughtered the Human Race, the beings who feed on humans."

"These beings can be partially pardoned when they possess significant strategic value."

"In the absence of a law of pardon, all may be killed."

"So, let the slaughter begin!"

Swoosh!

The Blood-robed Taoist transformed into a streak of blood light, plunging straight into the Yellow Sand Minor Realm below.

...

Yellow Sand Minor Realm.

The kings under the command of the Cangkong Imperial Child had already left in recent years, for there had been multiple warnings from several Minor Worlds, signaling the appearance of the Blood River King himself, slaughtering royal families.

No king dared to strike alone, not even in groups of ten or twenty.

Time and again, the Cangkong Imperial Child crossed through the teleportation Formation, slaying one after another meter-tall Blood-robed Taoist, quelling chaos in every corner, being summoned back and forth, running himself ragged across the various Minor Thousand Worlds.

The victories, quite limited.

They killed many avatars of the Blood-robed Taoists, stabilizing the area temporarily, but just a few years later, these Blood-robed Taoists would emerge endlessly once more, bringing with them slaughter and a storm of blood and violence.

Indomitable and ceaseless killing.

Eventually, in the many Minor Thousand Worlds occupied by the Cangkong Imperial Child, no Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivator dared to venture out, all of them seeking refuge with the royal families, gathering together in fear and anxiety.

The Horned Demon Imperial Clan is a typical colonial ruling race.

In each Minor Thousand World, they number only a few hundred thousand, acting as masters over the Slave Clans at various levels, managing different territories. Now, having lost their rule, each place has plunged into further chaos.

Slave clan uprisings, riots, and massacres occur every moment in the Minor Thousand Worlds, bringing all production to a halt.

Complete loss of control everywhere, with no order to be found.

One day, a Blood-robed Taoist suddenly descended upon the royal family of the Yellow Sand Minor Realm, the Yellow Stone Family.

There were no pleasantries exchanged with the old faces, just a Sword-light arriving!

In an instant, the Sword-light broke through the Formation Method, the sky rained blood, a Blood River surged, inundating the entire Yellow Stone Family.

All the sounds of rage, clamor, shouts, and fighting vanished in an instant.

A few breaths later, white skeletons floated up from the depths of the Blood River, each with a single horn on its head, gleaming bones, and all flesh had disappeared without a trace.

The Yellow Stone Family's territory was now a Blood River, effortlessly flowing to the heavens, submerging everything.

After an indeterminable length of time, the face of a Blood-robed Taoist emerged in the midst of the Blood River.

Around him, the Blood River surged backwards, gathering towards this point, gradually forming his body, his Robe, his limbs, and a vivid red Longsword suspended in the air.

The entire Yellow Stone Family remained intact, with not even a tile on the roofs damaged.

Only, every living being within had turned to white bones.

"My foundation has recovered somewhat."

"Good."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

"But to recover to the limits described in the Great Emperor Scripture, to the extent of the Emperor's seventy percent foundations, it is still not enough."

"Far from enough!"

"I need even more sinful beings, more... I act on behalf of the heavens for the prosperity of the world..."

"...With me in this world, how fortunate..."

The Blood-robed Taoist gathered all the Blood Rivers, transformed into a streak of blood light, and flew towards the last remaining royal family of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan in the Yellow Sand Minor Realm.

It seems that the ruler of this family had sworn allegiance to the Yanliu Imperial Child?

No matter.

Be it as it may.

Since they didn't swear allegiance to me and were not received by me, if they have not been accepted, then they are sinful beings and should be executed on behalf of the heavens.

This is justice.

This is the Righteous Dao.

Whoever stands in the way, is a demon and must be put to death.