Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 801 - 782: Slaying Xuanwu Daoist

Zhong Yuanzi, leveraging the escape Formation Method that had been set up in advance, flew away at high speed by using the abundant geomagnetic forces in the Geomagnetic Realm. He merged into the space itself, his speed far exceeding that of a Nascent Soul Monk whose body had shattered and was fleeing with just his Nascent Soul.

He told himself that even if the Swordsman from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion were here, there would be an eighty to ninety percent chance of escaping to the heavens, not to mention this inferior Dao Child of the Eastern Devil School.

It should have been foolproof.

However, at this moment, warning signs kept emerging in his Sea of Consciousness, causing his body to shiver uncontrollably.

"A lock from the Super Warship?"

"But how could this be?!!"

Zhong Yuanzi was terrified and puzzled in his heart.

He had encountered the Super Warship of the Eastern Devil School before, having clashed multiple times with Gulin Zi within the realm, sometimes having the upper hand and sometimes falling into a disadvantage.

But not once did such strong warnings of his Dao Child instincts get triggered!

In the innate response of his Divine Soul, it felt as if he were witnessing eternal darkness spreading from the horizon, bit by bit, at a steady pace, yet unstoppable.

When the time came, all beings in the world would be engulfed by darkness, without exception.

"Mystical Turtle Dao's Celestial Stealth Technique!"

Zhong Yuanzi exclaimed in a low voice.

He swiftly moved his fingers to form Mana Techniques, his mana mixing with his Essence Blood, layers of azure light covering his body that occasionally pulsated with dark black light, his figure gradually becoming concealed.

Even if bombarded by concentrated spirit particle electromagnetic waves, he could absorb most of them and not reflect any back, achieving the level of stealth required for aerial combat.

Mystical Turtle Dao's Celestial Stealth Technique!

This was a Concealment Spell developed by the Xuanwu tiangong in their perennial war against the Eastern Devil School, and it was very effective against Spirit Particle Sonar, being the strongest among similar spells from the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

"...Locking on..."

"...Lock becoming blurred, blurred..."

"...Unable to maintain lock... please link to the Immortal Sects' warships group, take over command from the Air Space armed forces, and enhance the Spirit Particle Sonar's electromagnetic wave search abilities..."

Ship Spirit Cloud Day sounded the alarm.

If Xuanwu tiangong had stealth techniques for evading Spirit Particle Sonar, the Xianmen Sects naturally had techniques for breaking such concealments.

Between the two dominant forces of the realms, there was no technology gap, only a matter of how well the Dao Children has refined their spells.

"Connect to the Air Space armed forces' warships group?"

"I don't have such command capability over the formations."

Jiang Ding shook his head.

This was a level of command ability akin to that of a Dao Child Level, which was extremely difficult.

In fact, within this realm, among the Golden Pill Monks, only Immortal Gulin possessed such capabilities, and Ouyang Hui was far behind.

But that did not mean

He could not lock on!

"Zhong Yuan, stay behind."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Within the Divine Sense, the Sword Intent of Destruction resonated clearly, and the phantom of the Taiqing Flying Sword hummed vibrantly, excited to its limits.

Keng!

A sound of sword ringing spread in all directions.

The Taiqing Flying Sword easily locked onto its age-old rival, the Dao Child of the Xuanwu tiangong.

All of this was natural and skilled, instinctive, without any difficulty.

"Lock successful!"

"Lock successful!"

In the blink of an eye, the voice of Ship Spirit Cloud Day came again.

"Commander,"

"Please channel into the Taiqing Flying Sword, input your mana, and use your Divine Sense and Sword Intent to guide."

"Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon is charged and ready, Super Warship Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation is in normal operation..."

In the realm of Divine Sense, thoughts whirled by the thousands, yet barely a moment had passed in the outside world.

Whiz!

The Taiqing Flying Sword appeared within the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon, humming loudly.

"Not good!"

Boundless terror suddenly descended upon Zhong Yuanzi's heart.

At this moment, he was confused, doubtful, and fearful, but he instinctively manipulated his Mana Techniques and burned his Essence Blood, along with burning his body's lifespan. A tremendous amount of mana surged within his meridians, pouring madly into the dim Innate Eight Trigrams board.

Hum!

The board's Spiritual Light instantly intensified, emitting thirty-six vertical and thirty-six horizontal lines of light, segregating countless square spaces to create barriers.

Having done all this, the trembling in Zhong Yuanzi's heart did not ease in the slightest; the warnings continued to pulse.

"No!"

"This can't be possible!"

Zhong Yuanzi roared.

In a life-or-death situation, nothing else mattered.

He stretched out his hand to summon, and the Formation Method energy of hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm was seized by him, condensing in front of him into numerous thick and perilous mountain peaks, and soon after, thousands of crystal-like Water Realm crystals also interposed in front of him.

"Ready."

Almost at the same instant, Ship Spirit Cloud Day reported.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged on the deck of the Super Sun Vessel, facing the fierce wind, his Divine Soul leaving his body and merging into the Taiqing Flying Sword, his body completely fusing with the sword body.

"Fire."

He issued a command.

Within a thousand-kilometer radius, lightning flashed and thunder roared, billions of magnetic field illusions flickered erratically, winds howled, and torrents of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence converged, all pouring into the kilometer-long Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon. From left to right, the runes on the barrel lit up one by one.

Boom!

A thunderous noise that shook heaven and earth!

The Super Warship Great Sun at the center of the Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation roared and trembled, the muzzle glowed, and an unseen terrifying light that neither Divine Sense nor eyes could detect broke through the air.

Jiang Ding once again experienced the ultimate speed of space!

His Divine Soul merged with the Taiqing Flying Sword, speeding past one electromagnetic accelerator after another, reaching the pinnacle of velocity.

Looking outward from the sword,

Heaven and earth, all things, white clouds, warship cannons, Ouyang Hui and An Si controlling the warships, the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace cultivators' roars...

Everything slowed to a snail's pace, inching forward so slowly that if you didn't watch carefully, you might think it was a still image.

He had assumed everyone was like this.

Jiang Ding's gaze turned to the target he had locked onto with his Sword Intent of Destruction.

One thousand two hundred seventy-four kilometers away, a determined-looking young man roared in anger. He gestured with mana techniques, summoning a hundred thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realms to block in front of him, protected by layers of Air Space chessboard squares, more solid than the ancient Mystical Turtle.

The expressions of joy and anger on his face, the movements of his hands, were normal.

Not fast, nor slow.

No different from a regular, ordinary cultivator.

"Speed is relative..."

Jiang Ding had a realization.

Whoosh!

At the same moment this thought arose, the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon spanned the one thousand two hundred seventy-four-kilometer distance, appearing before the Xuanwu Daoist, Zhong Yuanzi.

He seemed to be roaring something, but it couldn't be heard. The speed of sound and Divine Sense was too slow; there was no time to wait.

A hundred thousand Immortal Mountains blocked the way.

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword arrived, and its tip barely touched them.

Boom!

The hundred thousand Immortal Mountains crumbled into dust, the Spiritual Light shattered into nothingness, and the force spread to the Formation instruments deep within the earth veins, turning them into the finest powder, not leaving even the slightest residue.

A hundred thousand Water Realms obstructed the way.

Boom!

The hundred thousand Water Realms steamed and shattered, water vapor rose and then vanished into nothingness, losing the very structure of water under the terrible force, breaking down into the finest state.

The Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard space was blocked, forming dense space chessboard squares, dubbed as unlimited space, undying and unkillable, yet under the Sword-light, everything turned to dust.

All mere ants!

Nothing could stop it!

Touch meant death, touch meant demise!

Ding!

However, a bright spark appeared, and a deep scratch surfaced on one of the chessboard faces; it wailed and flew backward with a spurt of blood mist.

The flow of the universe resumed its brightness.

Jiang Ding disengaged from the ultimate speed of space, looking slightly bewildered to the front.

The Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountain Water Realm Grand Formation was breached!

Zhong Yuanzi was knocked out of his space-fleeing state, his lower body turned into a blood mist, and his upper body, barely shielded by the Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard, narrowly escaped death, his eyes round with terror, and his face pale as death.

"You... how come you haven't died yet..."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He hadn't died.

He glanced at the Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard.

It bore a deep scratch that almost tore it in two, but ultimately it did not, and because of this, Zhong Yuanzi was able to keep his life.

This was a Refinement Void Level Tools embryo.

"Not dead..."

"Then die."

Jiang Ding said once more.

Sizzle...

The Super Warship Great Sun lit up with electromagnetic lightning, once again a kilometer cannon's phantom took form between heaven and earth, substantial as could be, enveloping the Taiqing Flying Sword merged with Jiang Ding's soul, effortlessly locking onto the weakened opponent.

"No..."

"You can't kill me, I am valuable..."

Zhong Yuanzi screamed in terror.

Facing life and death, terrible fear gripped him, he couldn't remain calm, revealing his true nature, bereft of a Daoist's composure.

Boom!

The Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon's muzzle roared with light shining brightly, emitting an unseen beam that disappeared from sight.

The next moment,

The Taiqing Flying Sword gently touched Zhong Yuanzi's head.

The world seemed to come to a halt.

Boom!

Zhong Yuanzi's head and body, along with his Divine Soul, burst into a cloud of blood mist, not even a thumb-sized piece of flesh or a fragment of a bone left behind, dissipating into the void.