Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1237 - 1205: Please Do Not Interfere with My Battlefield

In the midst of endless brilliant radiance.

With a single sword strike, the Nine Great Daoists of the Immortal Sects were forced back, vomiting blood, their auras wilting, and were absolutely at a disadvantage!

Despite possessing stronger power, nine times that of the Dari Swordsman and equivalent to the Power of Chaos Order, they were effortlessly defeated in the actual combat, without a shred of suspense in persistence.

Defeated, but not yet dead.

Clang!

The sword was drawn once more, cutting across heavens and earth, the world enveloped in the light of the Grest Sun Sword Dao's Order.

"Come!"

"Jiang Dingzi!"

With blood-red eyes, Heavenly Calculator Daoist's intention to kill knew no bounds: "You want our lives, do you really think we can't severely injure you?"

The Nine Great Daoists no longer attempted to flee, as turning their backs to a Sword Cultivator was akin to seeking death. They began to exude an intensely tragic aura, preparing to burn their Divine Souls, flesh, and everything else in a final desperate fight.

Magic Cultivation always values harmony and dislikes war as it brings no benefits to them.

However, once it's certain that war is inevitable, they will never lack courage or panic, often able to respond in the most effective way.

"Severely injure?"

A whisper emerged within the radiant Sword Dao's will.

Clang!

The light of Sword Dao burst forth as expected!

A terrifying killing intent, both icy cold and blazing, covered the skies and filled the surroundings, causing the world to lose all its light, leaving behind nothing but endless brilliance and order.

"That..."

"That, Jiang Ding..."

Gu Lin True Lord hesitated for a long time, wandered for a long time, and still ended up standing in front of An Tuzi and others, receiving numerous grateful looks.

Now, it really wasn't the time to kill the Daoists of the Eight Great Immortal Sects!

The Great Powers of the Immortal Sects were still undefeated, crucially, the two sides were allied, needing to work together to besiege the Emperors of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, and now a civil war would bring terrifying harm at the wrong time, potentially causing billions of deaths, unavoidable.

A sudden and terrifyingly cold gaze descended.

Coldly settling on a woman with green hair.

Gu Lin True Lord felt a chill in her heart and trembled subconsciously.

In that moment, she felt like she had lost everything under heaven, all her companions, everything around her was gone, leaving her alone, frozen, and devoid of all consciousness, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

It was at this moment that Gu Lin True Lord clearly understood why the Immortal Sect Disciples feared the Dari Swordsman like a tiger.

Despite each of them being outstanding individual combatants of the Immortal Sects, talented beyond the Ancient Prince, the situation was still such, previously baffling, believing they were overly cautious due to insufficient understanding.

Now, everything was clear.

This was the reason!

That icy and terrifying gaze caused Gu Lin True Lord to momentarily lose consciousness, standing motionless.

It was unclear how long it had been.

Maybe it was very long, maybe just a moment.

Gu Lin True Lord faintly saw a blood-red desirous gaze painfully moving away from her, a silhouette flying away from this place, no longer paying attention to them.

A hazy and vague voice came from the void.

"Do not anymore,"

"Please, do not, interfere with my battlefield."

That silhouette, with rampant and overwhelming killing intent, rushed toward the dozens of Princes and millions of troops of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

...

Gu Lin True Lord was drenched in cold sweat, and it took a long time before she recovered from the rigid state with her brain in complete blank.

It was only then that she realized her back had become soaked without her realizing it.

Did she just experience some kind of extremely terrifying danger?

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, Gu Lin Fellow Daoist!"

Tianji Daoist and others walked over, deeply bowing their heads with gratitude.

At the same time, they were extremely astonished that the Eastern Devil School actually had a way to slightly halt the Great Sun Swordsman, who had already fallen into a state of complete frenzy. His achievements in Dao Heart and Divine Soul should not be underestimated.

It is known from historical records that a Great Sun Swordsman in such a state has completely gone mad, losing all sense of rationality and only retaining a pure will to kill. He will not awaken until he has killed enough powerful beings.

Every time a Great Sun Swordsman awakens from his slumber, it marks the time for the Great Sun Sword Pavilion to initiate a Domain war. Great Sun Sword Cultivation sweeps through all directions, and it has always been like this throughout the ages without exception; it is referred to by the Sword Pavilion as the Swordsman Resurrection Ceremony.

"We are fighting side by side, no need for excessive courtesy."

Gu Lin True Lord replied mechanically, then asked: "Jiang Ding just said not to interfere with his battlefield... what does that mean?"

"Can I lead the fleet of the Immortal Sect to help him?"

This is the quality and discipline of the Immortal Sect's army.

Even though Jiang Ding's condition seems off now, she still wants to help him to more quickly and safely eliminate the enemy and achieve the battle objective.

"Don't!"

"Please, Fellow Daoist, do not do this!"

Tianji Daoist was startled and waved his hands repeatedly.

Gu Lin Zi is not just her alone; she is also a critical factor that can halt the Great Sun Swordsman's frenzy and redirect his murderous gaze here, which cannot be lost.

Seeing Gu Lin Zi looking confused, the surrounding Daoists hurriedly explained quickly.

"The path of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion has a significant flaw."

"That is, the bloodthirsty nature that their Ancestor Masters were proud of across generations."

Ji Liuyue quickly said: "Regardless of what it is, the Great Sun Swordsman needs to kill powerful beings periodically. Otherwise, he will fall into an uncontrollable state of madness. Of course, some Great Sun Swordsmen seem to have stronger self-control abilities; even after a long time without killing, there's no problem."

"That's how Jiang Dingzi used to be."

"But now, a thousand years have passed!"

"A thousand years!"

Ji Liuyue said gravely: "A thousand years of accumulated desire to kill has reached a terrifying level, enough to blur his mind and plunge him into complete insanity."

"He needs blood, he needs slaughter, he needs death."

"This provides supreme nourishment for the Great Sun Swordsman, a rare opportunity through the eons. Anyone who helps him or eliminates his enemies will not only not receive gratitude but will provoke an undying hatred."

"Because you've taken away his chance!"

"Because you have reduced the miraculous elixir from his bloody and frenzy state by a certain amount!"

"It is very likely that this will form a serious impediment to his grand Dao due to such a missed opportunity!"

"How can that not enrage the Great Sun Swordsman?"

"Throughout the ages, whoever interfered with the Great Sun Swordsman's sword fight has died, regardless of friend or foe."

"The Eastern Devil... this generation's Great Sun Swordsman seems a bit different."

"Fellow Daoist interfered with him once and is still unharmed; this is truly inconceivable."

Ji Liuyue solemnly said to Gu Lin True Lord: "But he is nearly at his limit. Fellow Daoist, if you interfere in his battlefield again and snatch away his grand Dao opportunity, he might lose the last bit of his clarity, bringing us a huge crisis and a heavy price."

"Do you understand now?"

"Opportunity?"

Gu Lin True Lord was startled.

I, taking away his grand Dao opportunity?

She was speechless for a long time.