Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1184 - 1152: What's Wrong with All the Lower Realm Practitioners?

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword returns and sheaths at the waist of the green-clothed youth.

"Such an impressive army formation indeed..."

Jiang Ding steps out from the Minor Thousand Worlds' Barrier, his hand on the hilt of his sword, staring chillingly at the million Thunder Department Heavenly Soldiers and Generals: "Well then, it's really good, Fellow Daoist, your strength is far too weak, fragile like an ant, it makes one sleepy and hard to find any pleasure."

"This army formation is good, very good indeed."

His presence unfurls an endless Sword Dao pressure all around, the mountains and hills of lava and stone emit the Sword Intent for the earth, and the seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter with their wind, rain, thunder, and lightning flow, while the spatial crystal barrier and thunderous sky gives out the Sword Intent for the void.

High in the center of the sky, a brilliant Great Sun hangs, casting endless light in all directions, gloriously radiant, spreading the will of Law-Breaking, Forbidden Law, Mutant, and Destruction, suffocating to behold.

This Sword Dao World is so vivid-like, with mountains, earth, rivers, clouds, sky, each flower, every tree, the surging rivers, the endless sands, the towering waves of the ocean… every bit is minutely detailed, without any hint of falseness.

Such extreme reality faintly contains a horrifying power that is unfathomable.

"Four Realms! Undying Sword Cultivator!"

In the Thunder Department Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch, as well as the Red Ghost Heavenly Monarch from the Demon Ghost Blood Lake, tremble, blurting out with faces showing apprehension.

Truly a cultivator from the Upper Realm, all know their goods.

Sword Dao Four Realms, Undying Sword Cultivator!

Such cultivators are the monarchs among peers, at the peak of Hua Shen they can contend with Quasi-Refining Void Stage Cultivators wielding the Power of Order, using the undying to confront the order!

Moreover, with the persistent madness, slaughter, and bloodlust of a Sword Cultivator, an Immortal Sword Cultivator in the Four Realms is a renowned entity even in the Upper Realm, rarely seen in thousands of years, each appearance bringing tempest and bloodshed, specifically targeting the strong, incredibly terrifying.

Such individuals either die at the hands of higher-tier cultivators or advance to Refining Void, without exception.

Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch's arrogance and rage are forced to diminish somewhat.

Magic Cultivation has always been realistic and rational; upon discovering the enemy's strength, he immediately adjusts his response plan, wearing a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, may I know which sect or faction you hail from?"

Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch bows his hands in salute, asking.

Such a strong figure, with his own experience, should not originate from a secluded Minor Thousand World; all the conditions are insufficient, subconsciously assuming that he is also from the Upper Realm, cultivated by some preeminent sect.

"I come from the Tushan Central Court."

"Fellow Daoist,"

Jiang Ding shows a friendly smile, not refusing interaction with Upper Realm Cultivators: "May I ask where does the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect originate from? And this Fellow Daoist here, from which place does he originate?"

He looks towards a cultivator in the Demon Ghost Blood Lake, who has giant dark cow-horns on his head and decayed blue-black skin resembling a zombie.

This person looks like a demon, but he is actually human.

Many Demon Sects' cultivation methods often appear more demonic than demons, more ghostly than ghosts, which is not surprising.

The cow-horned zombie does not answer, only coldly watching the Sword Dao World domain's green-clothed youth, unfolding Divine Sense, continually scanning and probing, trying to decipher something useful.

"This is Blood Stiff Daoist."

Without the cow-horned zombie responding, Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch is quite willing to respond, smilingly saying, "Blood Stiff Daoist comes from Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain, adjacent to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, always a harmful neighbor, also infamous for countless slaughters, fond of using humans and cultivators to refine corpses, flaying skin, disassembling bones, extracting blood for consumption, truly committing numerous evils."

"If Fellow Daoist wishes to act on heaven's behalf and collect some merits, Blood Stiff Daoist surely won't be wronged."

He still does not reveal from which sect he comes.

In his heart, he is already regretting revealing his sect's name so directly at the beginning, this moved him from the dark into the light, greatly disadvantageous.

Understandably, in this Lower Realm, the sect has been in control for tens of thousands of years, aside from tens of thousands of years of lost contact, it has always been like a backyard to the sect, hardly arousing any vigilance, instead, competing with Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain for the upper hand is far more crucial; the natives are merely some weeds that need to be cleared.

However, no matter, since the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect has moved from light into darkness, then Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain must accompany them.

The cow-horned zombie glares coldly at Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch.

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect... Demon Ghost Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain..."

Jiang Ding pondered these two names.

He had now come into close contact and even clashed with them, and many things had become clear.

This Minor Thousand World, before the great changes had occurred, was jointly or alternately ruled by these two Upper Realm Sects. Blood River Sect and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect were the subordinate institutions, servants, blood feed... or possibly accepting disciples from the Elite Lower Realm Practitioners, all depended on the policy within their own Sects.

"Tushan Central Court..."

While Jiang Ding was pondering, both Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch and Blood Stiff Heavenly Monarch were also pondering this name, finding nothing, never having heard of it before.

This was not surprising.

The Upper Realm was vast beyond measure. Unless it was a legendary Immortal Sect standing at the peak of the starry sea, no one could fully know all the names of the Sects.

Both Upper Realm Heavenly Monarchs simultaneously had a thought, and their Divine Sense spread out far, landing on the three Native Heavenly Monarchs.

...

"May I meet the three Fellow Daoists."

Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch's phantom appeared before the three Shuoyang Heavenly Monarchs, showing a face with an apologetic smile: "I was previously occupied with urgent matters, and was in haste along the way, any lapse in courtesy, please forgive my transgressions, Fellow Daoists."

He appeared very polite.

Not at all the indifference that previously regarded lower realm beings as ants and chaff.

This is the strategic value obtained through battle.

Even though it was not these three they fought, and it is very likely that these three Nascent Soul Cultivators might be enemies of that Domain Lord, otherwise they would not have been driven out of the Minor Thousand World, nor would they invite external enemies to their homeland.

Even if they were enemies of that Domain Lord, they suddenly acquired immense value.

"Not at all."

"We are already deeply grateful that the Supreme Honor shows concern..."

The three Shuoyang Heavenly Monarchs expressed their gratitude with tears, their attitude abjectly low beyond measure.

A Blood Cloud descended from the sky, precisely the phantom of the Bull Horn Blood Stiff Cultivator's body, and he didn't waste words, striking down with a palm.

Boom!

A decaying giant palm descended from the sky, over tens of miles wide, like a Demon Lord's giant palm, containing heavy oppression, terrifying power, the space almost solidified, and even filled with countless dark, malignant curses within the palm, any slight leakage could suppress and kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Mingguang Zi, Xi Ping'an remained indifferent.

Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch felt helpless.

He stepped forward, pointing upward, a strand of gold light burst forth from his fingertip.

Just a strand of gold light, yet it seemed to contain endless threads of cause and effect, converging to a point, horrendously sharp to the extreme, sharper than the swords of more than 90% of Sword Cultivators.

This is the power of Magic Cultivation, where the number of Cultivators is tens to hundreds of times more than Sword Cultivators, never lacking terrifying methods.

Sizzle!

Blood Stiff Heavenly Monarch and Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch simultaneously narrowed their pupils, shocked incomprehensibly.

This strand of golden light effortlessly pierced through Blood Stiff Heavenly Monarch's tens of miles wide decaying giant palm.

Just a simple strand of gold light, and in an instant, it annihilated all the cold curses, possessing unbelievable power.

This person, even though he appeared like a prodigal dog.

Ordinary to the utmost, down-and-out to the extreme, simply a common Cultivator of no high status.

This was the terrifying part for both Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch and Blood Stiff Heavenly Monarch.

This Sect's Minor Thousand World, the backyard, over these tens of thousands of years, what exactly had happened, that now any randomly encountered Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarch could possess such terrifying strength?