Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1231 - 1199: Revival: The Order of Great Sun Swordsmanship Is Born

"These slave insects cannot escape now!"

Wielding the Sky Flame Spear and empowered by the force of a million-strong army formation, the Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son transformed into a colossal black-armored giant, hundreds of yards tall, resembling a primordial titan brandishing a chaotic pillar, repeatedly smashing down upon the grand Nine Spirits Realm formation. The ground shook, mountains quaked, and space incessantly collapsed, exuding an incredibly terrifying aura.

His eyes were blood-red, his expression twisted, as if he had met a foe with whom he could not coexist under the heavens.

"Cangyan, be mindful of your attacks!"

A rebuke came from around him.

That was another giant, hundreds of yards tall, shrouded in endless darkness, with heavy Power Order Runes spreading all around him. These runes were innate, not a result of the Yama Hell Equal King Yin-Yang Inversion Array, and his aura far surpassed other Ancient Imperial Sons.

"Ming Tian..."

The Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son's gaze sharpened, forcing him to regain some clarity from his frenzy.

Ming Tian Ancient Emperor's Son!

This was a direct descendant of the Mingxu Ancient Emperor—a prince of the Imperial Clan!

In fact, all nine Ancient Emperors of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan possessed the blood of the emperor, with none having a deeper relationship than the others. Mingxu Ancient Emperor and his son Ming Tian stood out due to their exceptional talents and bloodline regression, coupled with surviving many brutal battles, granting them strength far surpassing other Ancient Emperors and their sons.

After the emperor's resurrection, Ming Tian Ancient Emperor's Son was even crowned as an Old Prince of the Imperial Clan.

This meant that Ming Tian received recognition from the emperor, who viewed him as having greater potential to achieve imperial greatness.

As for why the Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son did not perish along with Cangyan Holy Land?

It was because of the traditions of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

The Horned Demon Imperial Clan does not advocate relentless internal strife. Therefore, when the Ancient Emperor Cangyan decided to lay siege to the rising Mingxu Ancient Emperor, he sent his own son to Mingxu Holy Land to become a servant military officer in the Mingxu Emperor Palace.

If Cangyan Ancient Emperor were to die, according to the tradition of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, Mingxu Ancient Emperor would not make things difficult for his son.

Conversely, if Mingxu Ancient Emperor died, his followers would not trouble Ming Tian Ancient Emperor's Son.

Of course, these are traditions, customs that may not strictly be followed. However, historically, the number of Great Emperors who chose to breach these traditions is remarkably small and uncommon.

The reason being, among the various emperors of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, there are deep familial ties; each has a part of the others within them.

Beyond the influence of tradition and custom, the bloodline of an Ancient Imperial Son is highly valuable. If married into, the offspring could bring prosperity to the family, so purging them entirely would, paradoxically, weaken one's own power.

"Cangyan, your heart is in chaos,"

Ming Tian Ancient Prince rebuked: "In battle, one must be brave and progressive, not reckless and blindly charging. You are now exerting your power to the point of exhaustion, which may give these slaves an opportunity to take advantage, affecting our siege."

"If that happens, even if we ultimately win, there will be Ancient Imperial Sons who perish."

He stared intently at the Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son, his gaze fierce.

"... Yes!"

The Cangyan Ancient Emperor's Son looked at him, his eyes filled with bloodlust, but in the end, he dared not utter a single word of rebuttal and bowed his head.

"Better so,"

"Your hatred should fuel your execution of enemies, not lead you astray."

Ming Tian Ancient Prince said indifferently, his gaze turning toward the green-haired woman amongst the countless Taoist Soldiers and warships, as well as the nine Immortal Sect Disciples, his heart brimming with wariness and intent to kill.

That woman, with the warships orbiting her and the backing of the army formation, wielded the Power of Order;

Those nine Taoist disciples, the princes of the Human Race, when joined together, displayed the overlapped shadows of nine worlds, also wielding the Power of Order.

But!

They were clearly at the peak of the General Level in their cultivation bases!

If, they had the same Peak King Level cultivation as him...

That would be like facing ten Ancient Princes, or even stronger ones!

Imagining this scenario, the killing intent in Ming Tian Ancient Emperor's Son's heart grew even more furious.

...

Xianmen Sect.

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch stood silently in front of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond, gazing upon the perpetually spinning pond, which consumed and released spiritual energy and Great Sun Essence from tens of thousands of kilometers around, like a dazzling star in the starry sky.

Now, within the heart of a star, the newborn Great Sun is slumbering.

"Divine Machine."

Yue stood in front of the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, calmly saying, "Don't mention any reasons. As long as the Eastern Devil School hasn't been breached, as long as this place remains safe, the Swordsman will not be disturbed by external forces, until he awakens naturally."

"If the Eastern Devil School perishes afterwards, then so be it."

"Amongst the domains, the extinction of the weak is the most normal occurrence, something that should be accepted. It's not a reason to continually disturb the Swordsman's slumber."

"..."

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch furrowed his brow but said nothing.

...

The slumbering place of the Great Sun.

After a total of eleven hundred years of continual evolution, this place has turned into a paradise world for plants: annual herbs, perennial herbs, shrubs, trees, vines, ferns, green algae, lichens...

The world has transformed into grasslands, deserts, jungles, oceans, polar glaciers, and other terrains, each occupying an important position and playing a significant role in the ecological system of the world;

In this world, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are distinct, and disasters such as typhoons, tsunamis, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions are all too common...

All these and more, this place has turned into a real world.

A real world that runs automatically without the need for a consciousness akin to the Heavenly Dao to intervene!

Shrink any Golden Pill Monk down to scale and place him in this world, and he would not see through it, thinking it's just another strange world in the universe.

This world stands in the void, swallowing Chaos and converting it into Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, nourishing all beings of heaven and earth.

This process of converting Chaos involves the rotation of heaven and earth, the growth of countless plants, the distinct seasons—all natural phenomena contain some profound truth that even True Immortals revere.

At this moment, this world's transformation of Chaos is still not perfect, not achieving something akin to a perpetual machine. With each cycle, it consumes an extremely minute amount of Spiritual Energy, but it has reached a certain limit.

This limit has been brewing for a long time, accumulating for over three hundred years.

Finally, some mysterious entity is born.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, thunder roars, followed by a drizzle of spring rain, drenching all creatures and plants in fervent life.

The dazzling sun in the sky blinks at this moment, and an order containing the aura of Great Sun Destruction and Primordial Magnet emerges.

At this instant, the efficiency of the world converting Chaos abruptly reaches a state of harmony.

In this moment, this world no longer needs to consume even the slightest trace of Spiritual Energy to transform Chaos from the void. One of the most brilliant masterpieces of the Immortal Tao Civilization, the Immortal Dao Perpetual Machine, is born between heaven and earth.

This world, as if granted a soul at this instant, sees the rate of transforming Chaos from the void surge by manifold, by dozens of times, bringing order to heaven and earth. An endless might is born between heaven and earth, enveloping a more terrifying presence than at any other time, sovereignly presiding over the starry sky.

Destruction Order!

Forbidden Law Order!

Mutant Order!

Destruction Order!

Primordial Magnetic Order!

The supreme sharpness of Sword Dao Order!

These various orders intertwine and encircle, confusing and incomparable, not as pure as the traditional Great Sun Sword Cultivation, like a series of unsightly patches.

However, when all these multitude of orders appear complete, they suddenly harmonize, becoming natural, as if the head, limbs, heart, and other parts of a person gather to form a complete being.

That is,

The Great Sun Sword Dao Order!

Time passes, and slowly the myriad spectacles of orders fade, the consciousness akin to the Heavenly Dao slumbers, and a truly sentient life emerges in this world.

"Great Sun Sword Dao Order..."

Two black hole-like pupils appear in the sky of this world, filled with joy, a purity like that of a newborn child. They hold an innocent curiosity for all things.

"My Dao has begun."