Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 767 - 748: The Liudao Sect is Completely Annihilated

"Blood spread across the land..."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

Through simple records in the Sea of Consciousness, he could already see that blood-drenched battlefield, where countless maids seeking the Dao were fighting and dying.

Yes, this was the only thing that comforted him, alleviated much of his sense of guilt.

After the latter stage of Foundation Building, they voluntarily left Tushan Immortal City to pursue their own Golden Pill path, all by their own choice.

If they wished for comfort, staying in Tushan Immortal City to participate in tasks like maintaining order or collecting taxes was also an option, with a high probability of living out their lives in peace.

No matter how chaotic the outside world, no matter how unpredictable the situation, it wouldn't lack the peace of a Foundation-building cultivator for two hundred years.

For example, the three maids from the Demon Race were of Earthly Quality Bloodline, naturally able to advance to Golden Pill; no one forced them into the battlefield during the Foundation Building Period, it was all their own choice.

Similarly, if after reaching Golden Pill, Yu Bai and the others aspired for Nascent Soul, they too had to walk this path. Only by surviving could they have the possibility of advancing; otherwise, the Nascent Soul would be an unreachable dream.

This was the destined fate of the Sword Dao Soldiers.

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Jiang Ding's gaze landed on the Divine Soul Brand of a young girl, his perspective descending, passing through layers of clouds, through the barriers of various Formation Methods.

He arrived at a battlefield filled with intense killing aura, military aura shooting into the sky, and with the smell of blood lingering for a long time.

The shouts, the clashing of weapons, and the sounds of explosions were incessant, absolute chaos.

The sixteenth year!

That is, this year, under relentless fierce attacks, the Six Dao Reincarnation Life-Ending Great Formation was on the verge of collapse.

Even this grand formation, composed of tens of thousands of Liudao Sect cultivators, was no use against the strikes of many late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators; after numerous wearings down, it was on the brink of collapse.

Then, at a certain moment.

Boom!

The booming of a tremendous explosion erupted within the Six Dao Reincarnation Life-Ending Great Formation. Countless cracks spread, exploded, and the Array Bases shattered, with cultivators, whether Golden Pill or Foundation-building Qi cultivators, all being blasted into mists of blood, their Divine Souls destroyed.

"Kill!"

"Those who resist, be slaughtered!"

Jiang Ding saw nine massive auras rise, each belonging to the Nascent Soul Stage, not inferior to Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and they faintly conjoined as one.

First Maid of Spring, Chun Jian, sword in hand at the center, issued orders with a killing intent that was ice-cold.

Around her, Summer Maid Shanggong, Xun Wind Maid Hei Louxi, Autumn Maid, the new Kan Yu Maid, Severe Winter Maid, Thunder Maid, Electric Spirit Maid, Pure Yang Maid.

Nine maids,

Beyond Chun Jian and Shanggong, all of them were renowned female cultivators in the Northern Plains, some loose cultivators, some from collateral families, each unique.

The one commonality was that their talents and perceptions were among the very best.

Chun Jian and Shuang Gong, from a young age, received excellent Immortal Path teaching, not inferior to any of their peers.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All the maids' eyes were blood-red as they slaughtered their way into the Liudao Sect army; any who stood, who refused to drop their weapons, were slaughtered without exception.

On the blood-splattered battlefield, the Liudao Sect cultivators vanished like snow under the sun.

In this crazed, frenzied battle, four of the nine maids experienced complex and directed changes in their Divine Souls, becoming sharper, more bloodthirsty, more focused.

Yet, they were blissfully unaware, continuing to target important figures like Liudao Sect's Yin Dao, leaving none behind, only feeling their swords become quicker, sharper.

Sword Intent!

They had developed Sword Intent!

Unexpected, yet within expectation.

With such a foundation, amid such death, the likelihood of Sword Dao cultivators developing Sword Intent had escalated to the inevitable; it was merely a question of who.

Beyond the nine maids, there were also three or four Golden Pill cultivators who underwent similar changes and developed Sword Intent.

"Congratulations,"

"The greatest obstacle on your path to Nascent Soul has been removed."

Jiang Ding sincerely congratulated.

To develop Sword Intent among Golden Pill cultivators was to be considered a genius, with the potential to become a core disciple in the Great Sun Sword Sect.

If the Cultivation Method placed no limits, the possibility of achieving Nascent Soul suddenly had a fifty percent chance.

Under the Sword Intent, the differences between Sky Spiritual Roots and Earthly Quality Bloodlines instantly diminished, surpassed.

Jiang Ding quietly watched the battlefield, not disturbing anything, this was the maids' moment of glory, the recompense for their many hardships.

As the Liudao Sect army collapsed, the Blood King Army commenced indiscriminate slaughtering, having lost reason in the insanity of years of fighting, killing anyone they saw.

At this time, nobody dared to stop them, not even Blood Cloud.

"Escape!"

"Run!"

More Liudao Sect cultivators ran frantically, surrendering to the Tushan maids, throwing down their weapons, kneeling, submitting to judgement.

"How dare you!"

"You wretches! These are my captives..."

A Blood King Army officer enraged, marched into the Tushan maids' formation to seize back the Liudao Sect cultivators who had fled within; in the triumph, no one was safe in their eyes.

In response to the Blood King Army officer, a gust of Xun Wind and Flying Swords flew forth, cutting him and his subordinates down.

"You dare to attack?"

"Seeking death!"

The surrounding Blood King Army, enraged, attacked, moving to kill the Tushan maids, heedless of the consequences.

Then, they were slaughtered by the Tushan maids.

No matter who it was, friend or foe,

If they dared to attack, they were slain on the spot!

Let alone these officers and soldiers, even if Blood Cloud himself came alone, he would die.

Crazy, all crazy!

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

This battlefield needed no words, only the slaughter of the sword, the divide between life and death.

After several times, the angry cacophony faded away.

Bodies piled up like mountains, along with their fury.

Not daring to express any more opinions on the Tushan maidens' capturing of prisoners, the soldiers of the Blood King Army fell silent like cicadas in cold weather and fled from afar, allowing the prisoners to escape into their hands.

No one knew how long had passed before the battlefield quieted down.

Millions of corpses lay, blood floated on broken shields, and craters from magical explosions dotted the landscape, with rolling flames and light blue smoke covering the land.

In the human world, limited by productivity, exaggerated records had become reality.

Gradually, both the Blood King Army and the Tushan maidens calmed down, restored order, and began to clean up the battlefield.

"Hahaha..."

"The elite army of the Liudao Sect has been destroyed in one fell swoop, we have won! Wan Sheng!"

In the midst of laughter, Blood Cloud led a group of Golden Pill Monks flying in from a distance, eliciting waves of wild cheers from the cultivators, and the atmosphere was incredibly fervent.

On a battlefield like this, every surviving cultivator became extremely wealthy, and further advancement in cultivation was without a doubt.

"For this battle, I thank Miss Chun Jian!"

Blood Cloud descended from the sky, handsome and bold, causing many female cultivators to blush and turn their heads away.

He bowed deeply, humbly and courteously, and with gratitude, said, "If it weren't for the ladies, this battle wouldn't have been so easily won."

Surrounding maidens remained as silent as sparrows.

They looked at him coldly, without any surprise or adoration, unlike other places where every word would bring a thunderous ovation.

Blood Cloud's heart sank.

"Blood friend, you are mistaken."

The decision was made in an instant during the Divine Sense meeting among the maidens, and Chun Jian softly said, "We also owe you our thanks, Blood friend, for your contributions in this battle. Without your desperate fighting, victory would not have come so easily."

Similar words.

Once said,

silence fell.

The Blood Hand Demon, Li Tu, the Iron Bone Vajra, and other Blood Cloud Eighteen Knights Golden Pills, as well as a large number of Golden Pill Peak cultivators, showed unexpected anger, seemingly about to react.

The two parties,

were vying for the right to lead and the distinction between host and guest after the battle!

"This..."

Blood Cloud's face stiffened.

He hadn't expected such a direct approach and had thought that rewarding them handsomely with plenty of treasure would suffice.

"Blood friend,"

Chun Jian paid no attention to him or the thoughts of the surrounding Golden Pill Monks and calmly said, "The Black Snow Prairie will be divided, with five parts belonging to the Tushan maiden group, using the east of the Beast Spirit Immortal City as the dividing line. What do you think?"

"Five parts?"

"There are only a few of you?"

"Arrogant!"

"Utterly arrogant!"

Before Blood Cloud could respond, a Golden Pill Peak cultivator immediately burst out in rage, unable to bear it, and loudly said, "Your forces barely number twenty thousand, while ours are in the millions. How dare you make such an outrageous claim?"

"Indeed!"

"Do you realize what would happen if our great army becomes enraged?"

The surrounding Golden Pill Monks shouted angrily, extremely incensed.

All the Golden Pill Monks of the Blood King Army combined numbered over a thousand, with millions of troops!

These all needed support, their interests divided, and territories had already been allocated before the battle.

And now, someone was trying to take away half of that in one breath—how could they tolerate this?

Most importantly, there were only twenty thousand on the opposite side!

If they suddenly carved away five parts, what would be left for these Golden Pill cultivators?

"What would it be, like what?"

Chun Jian glanced at Blood Cloud.

Blood Cloud remained silent.

Clang!

Chun Jian didn't waste words; drawing her sword, she harnessed the power of the Army Formation to enhance herself and slew the ten Golden Pill Monks who spoke first. A mist of blood formed.

"You..."

The surrounding, roaring Golden Pills of the Blood King Army felt a coldness in their hearts and fell silent.

At such a close distance, their crude Army Formation couldn't even react before the sword fell.

"You say,"

"What would it be, like what?"

Chun Jian looked around and asked again.

Wherever her gaze fell, the Golden Pill cultivators all bowed their heads, none daring to meet her eyes, and the angry words ceased.

Letting the wolf into the house!

Bringing disaster upon themselves!

Regret filled the hearts of the Blood Cloud Eighteen Knights Golden Pills, full of annoyance.

"Blood friend, what do you say, what would it be?"

Chun Jian did not let them off and continued to stare at Blood Cloud, asking once more.

In the world of cultivation, what did numbers matter?

What of the millions? Why didn't these millions go and tell the alliance of orthodox and demonic forces how strong they were?

Heh, they only emerged to claim their strength when the fruits of victory appeared.

Blood Cloud fell silent for a long time.

He could feel the power of the Army Formation, almost comparable to a late Nascent Soul cultivator, pressing upon him. Even in the midst of millions, he might not be safe, with little confidence in defeating the opponent.

With such strength at hand, all his previous petty schemes—hoping to dismiss the matter with the paltry sum given to a mercenary army—seemed laughably naive.