Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 787 - 768: The Infamous Reputation of the Great Sun Swordsman Slaughtering His Own Troops

The Dari Swordsman traversed the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's Army Formation with ease, and with a single sweep of his sword, tens of thousands of soldiers perished.

"Hahaha, that's right!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"That's how we did it back then!"

Within the Starry Sky Fortress from the Outer Realm, the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch had been closely watching the battlefield within the domain, laughing heartily, "Don't be fooled by the frail appearance of Great Sun Sword Cultivation practitioners, thinking they're easy to kill. Their ability to escape is incredibly strong, impossible to lock down!"

"Like chasing ghosts!"

"Divine Sense locking, spatial sealing, tracking with Causal Skill... all useless, especially against the Dari Swordsman and the Great Sun Sword Master. Even carpet bombing is ineffective; unless the force is concentrated, his mere slashes of Sword Qi would extinguish whatever type of explosion or shock waves, rendering them useless."

"Heheh, now it's your turn to enjoy that."

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch still felt his heart tremble upon recalling the experience.

Seeing the people of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace now receiving the same treatment brought him immense satisfaction.

"Right,"

"Where's that kid, Sun Extinguisher?"

He suddenly remembered something, his heart tightening, "Is he behaving normally?"

"Keep a close eye on him, everyone around!"

"At the first sign of trouble, blast his face with the ship's cannon to snap him out of it!"

"Commander-in-Chief, don't worry!"

"Ever since our Dari Swordsman landed, we've been keeping our eyes on him. We have to keep close tabs on someone with a history of offenses, or it just won't do."

No sooner had the words been spoken than several Immortals of Divinity Transformation chimed in, judging by their troop's insignias, they were stationed near the Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch.

"Bullshit!"

"That time was an accident! You sons of bitches..."

The Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch was cursing and swearing, just as he was about to explode with rage, he felt a chill on his scalp.

He shook his head and glanced around, noticing a gaze from the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch's flagship. He quickly shut his mouth, immediately switching to nodding and bowing profusely, then forced a smile and said, "Commander-in-Chief, rest assured, I've already set the main cannon of the Starry Sky Fortress to not lock onto allies, there will absolutely be no subconscious friendly fire this time."

"You have my word!"

"I will definitely make a great contribution this time, and give those old fogeys from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace a truly harsh blow!"

The Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch patted his chest confidently.

...

Amidst the dust from explosions and shattered space, Jiang Ding's azure sword-shaped Escape Light flashed by, sword in hand, marching towards his target.

Decades of accumulated killing intent from his sword cultivation uncontrollably burst forth. This intent, revealed for all to see, formed a terrifying scene of a world swathed in the boundless light of the Great Sun, where all life withered into dust.

Within a nearly hundred-kilometer radius, all cultivators of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace showed agonized expressions. Their Seas of Consciousness were scalding, nearly boiling over, as if seared by a fiery branding iron upon their Divine Souls, sizzling, emitting light blue smoke, and they couldn't help but cry out in pain as if thrown into a lake of molten lava.

However, physically, they were completely normal, and because of the high altitude, the temperature around them was even lower than at ground level.

This was the suppression of the soul by the Sword Intent of the extreme Great Sun direction!

"Dari Swordsman..."

King Jia's expression was cold as he flicked his sleeve, and a palm-sized Copper Turtle crawled out from within it.

Roar!

Its head rose, inhaling the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, and in a blink, it grew to the size of a hundred meters. The heavy pressure spread out like ripples, containing the will of Indestructible Vajra Magic Cultivation, supremely firm and strong.

The fiery and destructive will of the Sword Dao landed upon it, sizzling continuously, its assault relentless, causing King Jia's eyes to show a trace of pain, which he then swiftly concealed, his expression stony.

"Inheritance!"

"King Jia's Inheritance!"

"To battle!"

The cultivators of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's Army Formation were no longer constantly covered by the will of the destructive Great Sun, the pain of touching a red-hot iron disappeared, replaced by a cool sensation, leading to a great surge in morale.

"Dari Swordsman, come, face me in battle!"

King Jia roared, mounting the mountain-like Copper Turtle, under the guard of one thousand two hundred Hairy Spirits, he took the initiative to attack the sword shadow in the sky.

Roar!

The mountainous Copper Turtle stretched its neck proudly, roaring mightily. Its body seemed made of divine gold or copper, its mouth full of fierce teeth like reversed divine swords, razor-sharp and more, laced with sinister magic capable of tearing souls apart upon touch – sure death.

This Copper Turtle was indeed a living creature!

It contained a trace of the bloodline of the ancient divine beast Xuanwu, with an indestructible golden body. It was a Spirit Beast tied to King Jia's destiny that he had encountered in his youth and had submitted to him as its master.

Employing it, he had cut through thorny paths, slain adversaries, and attained the esteemed position of Heavenly Palace's King Jia.

"Come!"

King Jia's body trembled like ripples in water, layers of strength surged up from the soles of his feet, eventually converging into his fist, which he hurled at the swiftly approaching sword shadow.

Boom!

This punch could be described as earth-shattering. Space instantly turned to fine powder, and even more so, it formed strands of Xuanwu-shaped golden light ripples that produced a strong spatial attraction force. Any magic, flying swords, or flying daggers—any treasure for that matter—that came near this area would immediately be forcefully pulled in and reduced to scrap metal under the fist.

Furthermore, the moment he threw the punch, 1,200 Hairy Spirits simultaneously chanted spells, using the power of the Formation Method to unleash streaks of golden light, all of which shot toward his fist. The surrounding golden light vortex was instantly amplified tenfold, covering dozens of kilometers.

The suction force of the vortex within the fist light instantly intensified to the point that even Immortals of Nascent Soul felt terrified.

Magic Cultivators, never fought solo.

They always used every force at their disposal, including spirit beasts, subordinates, and treasures.

"You coward, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?" King Jia roared.

"If you can withstand a single punch from this king, I'll leave you with a whole corpse!"

"Die!"

As the fist fell, it was like a stone breaking the sky!

Clang!

Jiang Ding did not respond and slashed down with his sword.

The Sword Qi Thunder Sound invaded King Jia's Sea of Consciousness, thundering loudly, building a high-speed channel of Sword Dao between his Divine Soul and the sword.

No fancy swordsmanship involved, just sheer speed,

Slashed down!

Facing King Jia's fist, the Blue-Gold Flying Sword chopped downward perpendicularly. Where the blade passed, the vortex of golden light was silently split open. The terrifying suction force that frightened Immortals of Nascent Soul had no effect at all; under the sharp edge, even the force ceased to exist, unable to affect it.

Boom!

At the intersection of fist and sword, a teeth-gritting metal clashing sound emerged. Brilliant sparks flew, and rumbling explosions occurred, shattering space to pieces.

The Taiqing Flying Sword slashed from the side, then reversed and returned, landing in the hands of a young man who looked at the other side with slight surprise.

"Hahaha!"

"Great Sun Swordsman, is that all you've got?"

The scattered Spiritual Light faded, and King Jia burst into laughter, his heroic spirit soaring to the heavens.

On the left side of his face, the facial armor was torn, revealing a bloody wound, but it was rapidly healing and not affecting him.

In contrast, out of the 1,200 Hairy Spirits, dozens of spirits' breaths sharply declined, their Spiritual Light flickering uncertainly, and the power of their Incense Fire greatly depleted.

The so-called strongest Swordsman of the Domain, the Great Sun Swordsman, halted in his tracks under his mighty fist, unable to advance an inch!

How could this not be worth a hearty laugh?

"Die!"

King Jia stood on the Mystical Turtle, his body shining with a brilliant golden light, surrounded by 1,200 Hairy Spirits, and threw another punch forward, earth-shattering and with a frenzied fighting spirit.

The two engaged in fierce combat.

"No shame!"

Jin Lingfeng watched the battlefield intently, indignant, "Is this a one-on-one fight? Who brings along 1,200 Golden Pill cultivators plus spirit beasts and people for a fair duel?

Speed up, hit him with a full barrage of the warship's cannons!"

All around, the Northern Air-Space Troops had completely entered the clouds, with each group's warships leading the Air-Space Warplanes in round after round of barrage. Beams of light were brilliant, blasting apart Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's Army Formations one by one, shattering them, along with their Formation Method towers and treasures, unstoppable.

In just a few breaths, a series of beams rained down, and Nascent Soul-level magic fluctuations appeared on the battlefield countless times, plowing through space over and over, melting away the Army Formations of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace like ice under the sun, one by one collapsing.

When it came to Army Formations,

Xuanwu Heavenly Palace was far from being a match for the Xianmen Sect fleet!

Moreover, with the Xianmen Sect fleet holding the initiative on the battlefield, they could land from any point. Xuanwu Heavenly Palace was unable to gather all its forces to blockade one spot—in terms of numbers, they were no match for the Xianmen Sect's landing fleet.

The only chance for battle was to strike while the Xianmen Sect fleet was transitioning from the Gangwind Layer to the clouds.

But with the appearance of the Great Sun Swordsman, even that opportunity faded into nothing as the Xianmen Sect fleet comfortably breached the barrier into the Domain.

This was why King Jia took the offensive; standing his ground meant certain death.

"Full barrage of the warship's cannons?"

Ouyang Hui hesitated.

There was a reason for this.

Historically, it was clearly recorded that anytime the Great Sun Swordsman fought, whether one-on-one or against multiple opponents, unless given permission, anyone daring to intervene in his battle would immediately be turned upon and slaughtered by him, resulting in countless casualties.

This wasn't an accident, but inevitability, and it happened every time.

Dare to reach out, and you die.

Though this was a Swordsman of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, but...

The Great Sun Swordsman right now seemed a bit abnormal.

She felt somewhat uneasy.