Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 797 - 778: One Sword Destroys a Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains

The disciples from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were extremely polite and enthusiastic.

"Zhong Yuanzi..."

As the fleet surrounded the area,

Jiang Ding meticulously and thoroughly assessed the young man in the Eight Trigrams robe, standing thousands of miles away.

His appearance was square and resolute, with an extraordinary bearing. Even just standing there, any casual posture seemed to embody immense regality, as if he were a natural-born ruler, the destined overlord of this realm.

Besides An Tuzi, this was the first time he had seen a living Taoist disciple from the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

'Brother, you smell so good...' a random thought emerged in Jiang Ding's mind.

This guy was so much better than An Tuzi.

An Tuzi was only to be seen and not touched, even a slight approach would lead him to immediately request attention from the Central Array Spirit Computer, more vigilant than a rabbit, always fleeing at the slightest whisper of danger.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword, pointing it toward the distance.

"Fire."

There was no need for words, living beings should not talk to inanimate objects; that could result in being regarded as insane.

"Yes!"

Ouyang Hui saluted.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The commanders of the forty-eight Army Groups saluted.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

The entire fleet teleported within thousands of miles of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's Boundary Heaven Pillars, with the cannons of the warships and the main guns of the Air-Space warplanes firing in unison!

The sound shook the expanse of ten thousand miles, silencing heaven and earth, as ripples like water waves appeared in the space.

Slim beams of light were born in the muzzles, quickly combining into a destructive beam, tens of kilometers in size, for the Army Group.

The forty-eight Army Group's destructive beams then merged again, with runes forming within the giant cannons, faintly interlinking and undergoing a qualitative change, emitting a terrifying aura capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

In the face of such power, the Domain of an Immortal of Nascent Soul would instantly be broken, as fragile as paper.

Boom!

The barrage had only one target,

And it was, unmistakably, Zhong Yuanzi.

In the world of the Immortal Path, the pinnacle was everything; to grasp the pinnacle was to grasp everything, and millions of soldiers could not alter this fundamental law.

"Fellow Daoist, do you really care so little for courtesy?"

Zhong Yuanzi was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "It seems that after all, the Eastern Devil School is not the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and a Dari Swordsman will never be a Dari Swordsman."

"If it were the previous generation's Dari Swordsman, Zhong Guangzi, he certainly would not have let his subordinates take action against me."

With neither haste nor urgency, he leisurely ignored the destructive beam from the Air-Space Group's Army, which was on the verge of reaching the power level of a Divinity Transformation.

Hum!

In that instant, centered around Zhong Yuanzi, the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm soared into the air, shifting and ascending, bringing into being an enigmatic and chaotic domain of ten thousand miles filled with formation methods.

The Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi surged and howled toward it, with Spiritual Light enveloping everything between heaven and earth, as if the world itself were breathing, the majesty being awe-inspiring.

The Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm Grand Formation!

This was a world-shaking grand formation personally surveyed by Zhong Yuanzi, integrating intelligence on an opponent and consulting multiple Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace before setting it up!

If a large number of Immortals of Nascent Soul were to command the formation, even a Divinity Transformation could be slain!

At this moment, even without Nascent Souls, with the aid of the Seven Kings and a large number of core disciples overseeing it, its power was earth-shattering, far exceeding the limits of imagination a Golden Pill Monk should have.

"Mountain!"

"Mountain!"

"..."

The Seven Kings shouted, millions of Cultivators shouted, like a tidal wave of voices shaking heaven and earth.

The Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm Grand Formation waves churned, and space thundered.

With each breath,

the vast shadowy illusion of a hundred thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm broke away from the body and flew towards the sky!

Each peak, whether precipitous or massy as Mount Tai or teeming with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of blooming flowers, was a spitting image of the mountains on Earth, down to the scratches made by young herds boys on boulders; with the same breath, it was as if the mountains had spawned spirits, linked to the veins of the earth— their power, unimaginable.

Boom!

Rumble!

The destructive light beams of forty-eight Group Army Warships bombarded the hundreds of thousands of Immortal Mountains!

The mountains shattered into fragments; one by one, they collapsed and tipped over. In front of the warship cannons, rocks were more fragile than paper, and even the great earth could not stop their breaking and drunkenly tumbling down.

Until, after destroying more than ten thousand Immortal Mountains, the warship cannons exhausted their mighty energy.

"A hundred thousand Immortal Mountains..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

A flicker of light sparked, all the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi converged, and the ten thousand destroyed Immortal Mountains slowly restored, returning to their original state, making one wonder if it was all an illusion.

The Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm Grand Formation!

As long as a single Immortal Mountain still exists, the hundreds of thousands will never be extinguished!

"This is a new formation method!"

"It's similar to the Xuanwu tiangong's Ten Directions and Nine Domain Formation Method, but with many differences. We are searching for relevant information and establishing communication with the Xianmen Science Institute for auxiliary formation method computation..."

Within the army headquarters, Ouyang Hui, An Siyan, and others busily directed the array of armies, seeking extra-domain technological support.

"Open fire!"

"Continue the bombardment, the Xianmen Science Institute needs more formation method data!"

Ouyang Hui ordered loudly.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

The cannons fired one after another, as the light engulfed the entire sky, annihilating one famous mountain after another, destroying them while the field of the army formation expanded outward, contending for the domain established with the advantage of terrain.

Each inch was fiercely fought for, each inch contested.

Occasionally, reverberations from the formation methods spilled out, turning cultivators from the Xuanwu tiangong on the Immortal Mountains into blood mist without a whisper.

Sometimes a hundred thousand Immortal Mountains came crashing down from the sky, one after another, shaking the heaven and earth, shattering space, as warships and Air-Space Warplanes were reduced to dust, and fragments from the high-grade Spirit Metal alloys used to forge the warships scattered across the sky.

Jiang Ding calmly watched all of this unfold.

At some point, he had grown accustomed to war, to the perpetual death of those around him, to the blossoming of enemy blood before his eyes.

The two dominant forces of the domain entangled in intense combat.

One side crossed the starry sky to break through the domain walls and descend with a superior technical advantage in fleet development; the other relied on the terrain and had long been prepared, laying out the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm Grand Formation, the battle stalemate, equal on both sides.

"Zhong Yuan,"

Jiang Ding finally spoke, his sword pointing at the Taoist disciple at the heart of the hundred thousand Immortal Mountains.

"I will remember your name."

Boom!

Behind him, a gigantic azure ancient tree burst forth from the endless sky, towering into the heavens as though to split them open. Its branches rustled, and leaves shattered in the air, sprinkling endless Sword Qi everywhere.

Within the branches, a Grest Sun exploded into endless light, radiating destruction, prohibition, and an unbridled will to annihilate.

Wherever the light reached,

the solidified illusions of the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains began to fade, the Spiritual Energy in the void was frozen, now difficult to draw upon, the cannons blasting through barriers swiftly.

A manifestation of Sword Intent!

Ever since he first comprehended the essence of Sword Intent more than two hundred years ago, causing celestial phenomena, today, at last, he could fully reveal it.

"Cut!"

Jiang Ding stated simply.

Boom!

The Great Sun within the crown of the tree crashed down mightily.

Under the intense light, the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains crumbled thunderously, shattering and withering away, falling to earth as ash, unstoppable.

Every cultivator of the Xuanwu tiangong caught in the illumination, be they Golden Pill or those at the foundation stage, let out a mournful cry as searing Sword-light burst from their eyes and Divine Souls, turning to ash and perishing.

Under a single sword strike, the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains collapsed!