Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1428: 1396: Who is invading our sect's grand formation?

Chapter 1428: Chapter 1396: Who is invading our sect’s grand formation?

Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect.

On the Immortal Thunder Peak shrouded by blue and purple lightning all year round, the atmosphere is fiercely masculine and full of dominance, with evil spirits banished, demons and ghosts dare not approach here at all, or they would instantly be obliterated.

The generations of Ancestor Masters of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect have set up various Formation Methods on this natural divine peak, refining it for hundreds of thousands of years, further enhancing its power, with Thunder Rules pervading all directions, an incredibly terrifying pressure, even Refining Void True Venerable dare not approach within tens of thousands of kilometers.

This is the foundation of the dominion within the domain of the True Sect!

At this moment, at the summit of Thunder Peak, an old man, a young man, and a woman sit cross-legged, discussing Tao and drinking together, occasionally filled with laughter, completely at ease.

These three people are naturally the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect’s three Refining Void practitioners, known as the Jiuxiao Three Ancestors.

The old man with purple face and thunder hair is the current Ancestor of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, Wanlei True Venerable, a Mid-stage Void Refining Practitioner who, aided by the many inherited treasures accumulated by the True Sect over hundreds of thousands of years, holds power not inferior to late-stage Void Refining.

The three chatted about all things in the world, filled with laughter.

“Alas!”

At some moment, the female Cultivator Daoist suddenly sighed deeply, “How much longer must we remain sitting forlornly within the mountain gate?”

“You and I, having attained the path of Refining Void, should be carefree wandering all around, traveling to the Northern Sea by dawn and the Cangwu in the evening, yet now we are like prisoners, trapped on this tiny mountain peak, how bleak and sorrowful!”

“That Blood Lake is truly intolerable!”

She exuded a killing intent, angered.

It is not simply being trapped in one place.

Being confined to the mountain gate means losing control over many external sect territories, preventing numerous resources from flowing into the mountain gate. With only the mountain gate’s Spiritual Vein production and accumulated reserves, it is impossible to sustain long-term cultivation, forcing them to intermittently halt cultivation to avoid depletion of Spiritual Energy.

The movement of the disciples under the sect poses little problem; Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain dares not openly besiege the True Sect for long periods.

But who is to say this isn’t a trap set by the other party, tempting them to venture out?

Indeed, over the past few thousand years, such incidents have already occurred twice, with three sect Refining Void practitioners losing their lives, forcing the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect to invoke its sect foundation, allowing promising Peak Divine Transformation Cultivators to ascend, thus barely maintaining the situation.

The Daoist and the other two ascended under such circumstances.

Due to the state of war, the two have not properly cultivated even a few times over thousands of years, resulting in their cultivation base just barely stepping into Refining Void, without much improvement.

This is the root of her anger and hatred.

“The Immortal Artifact Sect is inactive internally, the Tribute Envoy is unfair, what can be done…”

The other two Refining Void practitioners sighed in lament.

“Has Blood Lake been showing any anomalies lately?”

“Any signs of attack? The Tribute Envoy wouldn’t dare completely ignore his prohibitions…”

The Daoist inquired.

“Hard to say.”

“The Blood Puppet faction within the Immortal Artifact Sect is currently in the spotlight, even producing a Harmonization God Monarch, Cai Shan Venerable might not be able to restrain him, especially since Cai Shan himself is defeated in the Golden Sea Domain…”

Wanlei True Venerable’s face darkened, revealing a bit of sincerity among his sect brothers, then sealed his lips.

“According to the report from the dead spies our sect set within Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain, there are no significant movements from Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain at the moment, so it seems the word of the Immortal Artifact Sect’s Tribute Envoy still holds weight.”

He diverged the topic.

“Within eight hundred years, there might be peace.”

“In the meantime, we could lavishly bribe Blood Puppet Faction’s mortal enemy, Dead Puppet Faction, perhaps they can deter Blood Lake’s reckless behavior… Even if, the sect must be dragged into the internal strife of the Immortal Artifact Sect, we won’t care.”

Wanlei True Venerable suddenly resolved firmly.

Dead Puppet Faction, initially the mainstream within the Immortal Artifact Sect, crafting various puppets using materials like gold, stone, wood. Many renowned puppets within the Immortal Artifact Sect, such as the Sleepless Puppet, are masterpieces of the Dead Puppet Faction, including numerous sect-suppressing treasures, the awe-inspiring divine puppets from the Dead Puppet Faction echo renowned throughout the Upper Realm.

While the Blood Puppet Faction, has emerged as an Immortal Path ideological trend over tens of thousands of years within the Immortal Artifact Sect, advocating for living beings, especially humans with the highest spirituality as raw materials for refining.

Due to the higher and stronger spirituality these living puppets exhibit, the Formation crafted with them is more flexible, powerful, and poses less burden on those controlling the Formation.

However, along with these advantages come numerous drawbacks, such as fragile living bodies, difficulty in refining, inability to standardize, and the risk of inducing Internal Demons within the lead Formation cultivator… and so forth.

This new ideology and the old Dead Puppet viewpoint has sparked intense debate within the Immortal Artifact Sect.

The debate within the Immortal Sects is never just simple discourse; it’s rife with bloodshed, countless vying for benefits, political strife, and there have already been several unclear deaths among the Immortal Sect’s Harmonization God Monarchs, terrifying indeed.

The uppermost echelon of the Immortal Artifact Sect is unknown in nature.

However, from the middle to lower levels, high-level, the Immortal Artifact Sect has already split into a life-and-death struggle, with each side battling endlessly, not lacking in hostile clashes, and even public wars have erupted several times.

Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect meddling in Immortal Sect’s internal rivalry, with a slight carelessness, and a surge could wipe them out without a trace.

But, Wanlei True Venerable has no choice left.

“We can only do this.”

The Daoist sighed, not opposing.

“Building connections with notable figures in Dead Puppet Faction within the Immortal Artifact Sect, was feasible with outstanding disciples previously sent from the sect, but it requires a wealth of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, and in the current deplorable state of the sect…”

Wanlei True Venerable pondered for a moment, “At this moment, we can only exploit the various Minor Thousand Worlds, as they are our only controllable territories now.”

“Issue the order, for the various Small Worlds, as well as Ascension Small Worlds, within eight hundred years, tribute must increase tenfold.”

“Even if cultivators of the entire world are exhausted to death, even if all cultivators of the lesser realms are slaughtered, the tributes due within eight hundred years must be handed over, faced with this critical season of survival, the yield of the next millennium we can no longer afford to care for.”

“If this threshold cannot be crossed, any more Minor Thousand Worlds are of no use, better let the cultivators of these Minor Thousand Worlds who are indebted to the sect perish along.”

Outside the Great Thousand World, lie numerous Medium Thousand Worlds and Minor Thousand Worlds.

Most of them belong to Immortal Sect and Near Immortal Level forces; a small portion is controlled by various True Sects and Taoist Sects, leveraging the Great Thousand World’s natural gravity to lay ultra-long-range teleportation Formation with relatively lower difficulty.

Extremely distant Minor Thousand Worlds, however, are impossible to set teleportation Formation, relying only on Ascension Platform rules to indirectly control.

Wanlei True Venerable’s voice floated like the wind, the fate of billions of beings was decided within a few short words, against the force emanating from the Upper Realm, they would have no resistance or power.

“Yes, Senior Brother.”

The Daoist acknowledged with solemnity.

The three were planning major sect affairs, poised to step into the bloody internal strife of the Immortal Artifact Sect, plunging the entire sect into an unpredictable tide of life and death, their emotions fluctuating incessantly, unable to find tranquility.

Therefore, they somewhat overlooked.

A kind of subtle yet invisible power, after accumulating over ten years, silently began to penetrate into the lightning Formation of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, starting to affect some Formation nodes, transforming them.

Numerous fine Formation nodes were quietly devoured.

Gradually, this power began to invade some major Formation nodes, attempting to completely paralyze this Formation, handed down by the True Sect for hundreds of thousands of years.

Crack!

Snap!

Just then, the lightning Formation resounded with a blast, followed by a sky full of thunder warning sounds, countless Thunder Rules blossoming like snowflakes.

“Still, it failed.”

A voice sighed.

“Who!”

“Who is infiltrating this sect’s grand Formation!”

Wanlei True Venerable was startled, cold sweat breaking out.

“Seeking your own death!”

He erupted in fury, instantly activating the Sect Suppressing Formation, electric lightning, dense clouds, countless electric serpents flickered, within tens of thousands of kilometers was all the twisted space and Thunder Rules.

The endless thunder killing Formation densely arrayed, revealing a green-clothed youth standing far away with hands behind his back.