Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 794 - 775 The Sneaky Xianmen Sword Cultivator

With the death of the two kings, the resistance of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace at the southern Boundary Formation base also entered its final stage.

Tens of thousands of Xuanwu Army Formation cultivators were mostly annihilated, and surrender was difficult under the indiscriminate bombardment of the ship's cannons.

As the battlefield was cleared, there were barely fifty to sixty thousand prisoners, mostly Foundation-building cultivators, with very few Golden Pill cultivators.

Whenever a Golden Pill cultivator from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace wanted to surrender, just as they were about to speak, their heads would inflate like balloons and then explode in a burst of blood mist and Broken Bone, without exception.

The little more than a hundred surviving Golden Pill cultivators were within the Immortal Sect Army Formation's envelope, specifically protected to stay alive.

Silvery white coffins were dropped from the warships above, sealing the remaining hundred or so Golden Pill cultivators of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace inside.

The warships retrieved the silvery coffins and sealed them.

"What is this…"

Jiang Ding frowned upon witnessing this scene.

He was aware that extremist factions existed within the Xianmen Sect.

Their philosophy was to center everything around the Xianmen Sect—any being outside the sect, whether human or not, was nothing more than an ant, mere material.

But he hadn't expected the extremism to be this severe.

"They're not for human experiments, rest assured."

"The Xianmen Sect still has its limits... although indeed many have suggested it."

Ouyang Hui explained, "These Golden Pill cultivators will be sent to the Starry Sky Troops outside the Domain, letting the seniors lift the restrictions of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, then employ them as role models of submission, heavily promoting them to weaken the will to resist of the Golden Pill cultivators of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, and increase the chances of developing intelligence agents."

"If nothing unexpected happens, some cultivators among these hundred or so Golden Pill cultivators will achieve merits and thus establish sects within the Geomagnetic Realm, becoming founders and co-existing with the Xianmen Sect."

"The Small World sects you encountered during your social practice mostly came about in this way."

"Is that so? It seems pretty good."

Jiang Ding's expression eased.

Ethnic extremism has no good end.

Limiting all potential to a tiny planet was far too restrictive.

An entity that cannot absorb the talents of the world will never have the chance to dominate a Domain.

Even the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, known for its bloody slaughtering, often killing friend and foe alike to sharpen their swords, and the cold-blooded, cannibalistic Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, were both taking in fresh blood from various Small Worlds, not wallowing in complacency and narrow-mindedness.

In this regard, the Xianmen Sect had some serious deficiencies.

"Everyone, hasten to construct the Star Array Base of the Xianmen Sect's Boundary Formation."

Jiang Ding did not voice his inner thoughts.

The Xianmen Sect's resources were too scarce.

Many people had to wait in vain, never finding an opportunity before their lives ended.

Promoting such a policy now would incite unimaginable opposition, and carelessness could easily capsize the boat, leading to internal conflict.

It was not something he could handle now.

It would at least have to wait until the Divinity Transformation stage was reached.

"Yes, Commander!"

Ouyang Hui saluted and turned to get busy.

The warships hovered in the sky, Golden Pill cultivators and Foundation-building cultivators flew out, and the Spirit Particle Sonar in the military formations scanned the region's geomantic and Spiritual Energy tidal structures repeatedly.

Afterward, a specialized military formation conference was quickly convened to discuss the hard points of Boundary Formation calculation, construction, and refinement among other aspects, with Jiang Ding participating as well.

Should they encounter any unsolvable problems, immediate contact with the superior Air-Space Troops would be made, and the seniors would provide specific solutions.

Several days later, the meeting concluded.

Boom!

Boom boom!

The fleet fired again, not with indiscriminate bombardment, but with occasional precision strikes, targeting various places on the earth. The cannons shattered the mountains not needed for the star-boundary formation, leveling them to the ground, and then the ground was solidified and flattened with magic.

Sometimes, where there had been a mountain peak according to the formation calculations, now there was a glassy crater.

Directional blasting techniques were used to forcibly create a soil mountain on the spot, and thousands of Xianmen cultivators flew down from the warships, working together to cast earth-element magic to reinforce it.

Or there might be a man-made lake, combining water-element magic, gathering Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, and creating lakes tens of kilometers wide...

And so on. After more than a month, the scarred expanse of ten thousand li had finally been restored, with no remaining signs of the battlefield.

As far as the eye could see, greenery abounded, the verdure as eternal as spring, with the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, harmoniously fit the requirements of the Xianmen star-boundary formation.

At last, Ouyang Hui led a group of Golden Pill monks and Foundation-building cultivators to extract the pre-refined bases of the star-boundary formation from the legion's storage bags and drive them deep into the earth's veins. They chanted continuously, manipulating mana techniques with their hands, and if they found any omissions, they would craft new formation instruments on the spot.

It was nothing out of the ordinary for the commanders of the Xianmen army to be Array Masters.

Gradually, accompanied by the thunderous sound of breaking earth, Spiritual Energy from heaven and earth converged, the winds howled and clouds surged, and myriad rays of starlight gathered as a Boundary Heaven Pillar burst forth from the soil, its top forming a connection and its base anchored in the great earth's dragon veins, shining brilliantly.

The second star-boundary Heaven Pillar peeked out just a head, rising from the ground like a bamboo shoot.

This process would continue for more than a month before all thirty-six pillars emerged, protected by the earth's veins, rendering them immune to destruction by even the most powerful external forces.

This time was not wasted.

"The eradication of bandits has entered its second phase..." reported An Siyan, the Chief of Staff of the frontline army.

Jiang Ding had chosen a location with a third-order superior quality Spiritual Vein for his Cultivation and had been practicing there for a long time. Now, he opened his eyes, showing some interest.

Around him, fleets of warships disappeared in the glow of teleportation, carrying a large number of tanks and Air-Space warplanes, sent to certain locations within several hundred thousand kilometers as designated by the army staff.

Typically, it would be a Golden Pill-level sect, a Nascent Soul-level sect, a large Immortal Path dynasty, or a particular family.

Courtesy came before force as they inquired whether the other party would surrender.

If they surrendered, the one with the highest Cultivation Base would have to open their Divine Soul to receive restrictions.

If they did not surrender, then the fleet's cannons would bombard their base, shattering their gates and killing resisting Golden Pill monks, reducing the sect's capacity to resist to its lowest.

After that, it was time for the ground troops to land.

Once everything was finished, a new sect-wide protective formation would be built, and forces of the first and second tiers from all directions would be summoned to form an alliance, establishing a new order under Xianmen's rule.

Those who disobeyed,

An entire tank division would go forth and obliterate their mountain door.

If they complied, they would serve as vassal armies for Xianmen, launching attacks on the incense temples, Taoist temples, and lewd shrines spread by the Xuanwu tiangong, demolishing sanctuaries, smashing statues, and destroying the local Hairy Spirits in each area, handing over their declarations of allegiance.

In this manner, a vast expanse of the Geomagnetic Realm's southern area swiftly came under Xianmen's control, gaining actual dominion over every corner, no longer just in name.

"Very good..."

Jiang Ding glanced at the ground forces in all directions, and seeing their competent performance, he nodded in approval.

His gaze swept over the overall situation on the ground, then focused on a specific area.

On a hill, an army of tanks rumbled forward, raising clouds of dust.

A short distance of hundreds of kilometers ahead of the army, a plump black and white dumpling figure concealed itself, surrounded by several Foundation-building Sword cultivators who had also grasped Sword Intent.

They moved stealthily to the vicinity of a Capital City belonging to the Chenwang Zhen Dynasty, muttering to themselves, sending back coordinates, information on the dynasty's military strength, defensive positions, formation nodes, and other detailed intelligence.

Then, before the other side realized anything was amiss, hundreds of thousands of tank cannons fired simultaneously, overwhelming the Golden Pill force.