Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1485: 1453: Xianmen Sect Threatened Again

Chapter 1485: Chapter 1453: Xianmen Sect Threatened Again

In the Void Spirit Abyss, for the first time, the many forces of the Ancient Divine Domain united on one matter, joining forces to bring down the Hidden Sky Pavilion. The power gathered by dozens of Harmonization God Monarchs was terrifying.

Their alliance began over a thousand years ago, and until today, even the Ancient Divine Path’s sect-protecting treasures at the level above Harmonization could not stop it.

At this moment, the Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Ancient Divine Domain simultaneously halted.

“Let’s leave it at that.”

“If we open it any further, some of you might inherit the power above Harmonization before us, which would be detrimental to us.”

Heavenly Fortune God Monarch withdrew his hand, saying lightly.

“No, it’s not enough yet,”

“Fellow Daoist Tianyun.”

The Sky Spider God Monarch furrowed his brows: “Not even a single crack has been opened, and the Yama Hell Equal King Yin-Yang Inversion Array has not been broken.”

“If some want to leave, why not all leave together? We are familiar with a few fellow Daoists from the Nine Spirits Realm and can catch up.”

“Indeed, let’s go together.”

The Harmonization God Monarchs from the Devil God Sect and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans around them had cold expressions, their auras gradually merging into one, clearly conveying their intentions without any internal division.

“Fellow Daoists, do not be anxious.”

“This poor Daoist has not finished speaking.”

The Heavenly Fortune God Monarch smiled lightly: “The Yama Hell Equal King Yin-Yang Inversion Array is a well-kept secret of the Ancient Divine Path, and many Taoist Soldiers have inherited it, but the Eighth Rank Array is only mastered by them. Our Tianyun Immortal Sect cannot break it from the outside, only from within.”

“Our sect’s Taoist disciples and your sect’s Taoist disciples, along with many Bloodline Saints from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans, can join in and collaborate with us to break it from the inside.”

“Only then, would there be great hope.”

He transmitted an array pattern chart through his Divine Sense.

“As expected, the Tianyun Immortal Sect is truly extraordinary.”

The Sky Spider God Monarch and other Harmonization cultivators pondered for a moment and were greatly pleased.

A moment later, he frowned again: “But this way, many Saint Heirs and Taoist disciples may suffer severe casualties, up to as much as eighty to ninety percent, or even a total annihilation.”

“These are all descendants of inherited bloodlines.”

“What else then?”

“This is an Eighth Rank Supreme Treasure; if it hadn’t gone unrefined for hundreds of thousands of years, we wouldn’t even dare to touch it.”

The Heavenly Fortune God Monarch said lightly: “Taoist disciples of the sect, Bloodline Saints, have been cultivated with full effort by the sect for years, and now is the time to serve. In this great sect situation, they must make sacrifices.”

“Moreover, this is only the worst-case scenario.”

“If fortune favors them, perhaps these young ones can achieve an opportunity that lays foundations greater than us old things, something unseen yet.”

“…Alas, that is also true.”

Numerous surrounding Harmonization God Monarchs gradually relaxed their brows.

One or two Harmonization God Monarchs felt sympathetic, having deep affections for their direct disciples, but at this moment, they could only sigh.

The sect had longed for those above Harmonization for hundreds of thousands of years, and throughout history, many generations of Ancestor Masters have died for this cause.

Even if a Taoist disciple is like one’s own child, with boundless reluctance, how can they not sacrifice when needed?

“What about the Taoist disciples of the Nine Spirits Realm?”

Suddenly, the Sky Spider God Monarch spoke: “If their Taoist disciples join, perhaps our disciples will suffer fewer casualties, even if it’s just one or two less who die.”

For creatures with bloodlines like them, giving birth to an offspring with potential above Harmonization or even Harmonization level is truly difficult and a matter of luck.

In contrast, the Human Dao Child has less fear of death; if one dies, another can be cultivated, and there’s hardly much difference, giving them a massive advantage in attrition warfare.

A parent’s love for their child compels them to plan deeply for them.

“Indeed,”

“The Taoist disciples of the Nine Spirits Realm, though weak in power, can indeed share with our disciples in making sacrifices.”

The Heavenly God Palace’s Heavenly God Monarch agreed and continued: “The only issue is, they might not be willing to send out their Taoist disciples, as it does no good for them.”

“How do you plan to resolve this, fellow Daoist?”

He asked leisurely.

The Nine Spirits Realm’s Taoist disciples in the Yama Hell Equal King Yin-Yang Inversion Array are almost certainly doomed, and no Immortal Sect would be willing to pay such a price.

“That’s simple.”

“They’re merely Harmonization cultivators from a secluded corner.”

The Sky Spider God Monarch’s dozens of compound eyes glimmered with icy and merciless light: “Tell these nine fellow Daoists that if they’re unwilling to send their Taoist disciples, several fellow Daoists here would like to visit them. Do not refuse and squander our goodwill.”

“Otherwise, things won’t end well.”

…

On this day, the Immortal Sects Political Council convened again, less than ten years since the last meeting.

This short time, for a Harmonization-level force, was extremely rushed—as if a meeting in the mortal world had just ended, and on the way home, after taking a sip of water without even eating, they were called back for another meeting.

All of this was because of an invitation letter signed at the same time by all the major forces in the Ancient Divine Domain, including the Devil God Sect, the Nine Great Immortal Sects, and numerous Harmonization forces from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans.

This small invitation letter astonishingly contained the Divine Sense Brand of dozens of Harmonization God Monarchs, leaving one breathless.

“Haha!”

“Interesting, so very interesting,”

“…Void Spirit Abyss…an extraordinary opportunity, specially invites fellow Daoists’ sect’s Taoist disciples to attend the banquet, must not decline…”

The Divine Machine True Venerable unfolded the invitation, reading its contents aloud one word at a time to the surrounding Immortal Sect Void Refining Practitioners, smiling: “We haven’t even dispatched troops, yet these fellow Daoists can’t wait to come to our door.”

“This is indeed a great benefit!”

He was smiling, but the smile felt cold.

For the first time, the Immortal Sect was threatened, with demands for Taoist disciples as hostages.

Who do these sects of the Ancient Divine Domain think they are?

Petty chickens, frogs in wells, daring to threaten the Immortal Sect face-to-face, who gave them such courage?

“Are you kidding!”

“These dogs have itchy skin? Let’s kill them!”

A voice erupted immediately, blaring rudely: “They want to come to the Immortal Sect as guests?”

“Let them come! I’ll beat them to a pulp in person. Who are we trying to scare with dozens of Harmonization God Monarchs?”

“Do they really think I’m easily frightened?”

The surrounding Immortal Sect Void Refining Practitioners looked askance.

For the first time, someone so crude spoke at an Immortal Sect Political Council meeting, turning it into a scene straight out of a gang rivalry, losing much decorum.

Yet as they cursed, a curious satisfaction welled up in their hearts.

“Oh?”

Distant eyes swept to a corner, clearly looking sternly at it.

As expected, there was a young, casual blond youth in ripped jeans, face pale like those who’ve stayed up two weeks straight.

“Teacher…”

The blond youth shuddered and immediately hushed up.

Vaguely, it seemed like a dream back to more than ten thousand years ago in a classroom, catching himself sneakily checking his phone, with the teacher suddenly beside him.

“What do the Eight Great Immortal Sects think of this matter?”

Jiang Ding quickly intervened.

The blond youth gave a grateful look.

True to form as the Dari Swordsman seen from youth, loyal and rightfully appreciated for taking care of a younger sibling back then.

“The Eight Great Immortal Sects…”

Distantly, attention shifted indeed.

“My body and the Immortal Sect Citizen Fleet are negotiating with them, as this is indeed a significant war machine.”

“We’re jointly using the Heavenly Mechanism Prediction Technique to infer this battle, expecting results in a year.”