Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 806 - 787: All Heavens and Myriad Realms, All Connected with Xianmen Sect

The Taiqing Flying Sword merged into the void, striking down with one blow, causing the Sea of Consciousness to tremble incessantly, filled with the light of thunder.

The blade cleaved straight onto the Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard, precisely chopping into a previous sword mark, delving deeper and bringing about the most profound level of destruction.

Boom!

Spiritual Light exploded, and thunder was everywhere.

The Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard flew apart, crashing to the ground, with the faint shadow of a Tortoise-Serpent Xuanwu appearing on it.

It spread fine, web-like black lines from its shell, and in the void, countless prayers of incense fire belief loomed, resembling indescribable creatures lurking and hunting in an endless darkness, which chilled one's heart upon sighting.

This was,

the seed of the Xuanwu Divine Court, passed down through countless generations by Xuanwu Tiangong.

Crack!

In the void, there was a faint sound of something breaking.

The heavens and earth stayed the same, the world remained the same, and the battlefield was still shrouded in smoke, but it seemed as though something had changed, as if a thin, invisible membrane had been peeled away from the world, making everything seem more real.

"I've seen it, senior," Jiang Ding said.

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense and Sword Intent swept out and finally locked onto the source of the will that had been transmitting messages to him, and he slightly bowed.

The Refining Nothingness technique, is profound and unpredictable.

He did not know what had just happened, but he vaguely guessed it was related to the greed in his body and his longing for the Dao, it was these intense emotions that allowed an imperceptible power to bypass the protection of the Central Array Spirit Computer and the Starry Sky Great Array, penetrating deep into his Sea of Consciousness.

"Young friend, it seems you have made your choice,"

a voice filled with the vicissitudes of life sounded from the Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard, clearly emerging from the intertwining shadow of the Tortoise-Serpent Xuanwu.

Contained within it was a terrifying essence beyond imagination, a mere wisp of which could oppress millions of cultivators unless guarded by a similarly high-rank power.

There was regret in His voice.

"As expected, as expected."

"Sword cultivators, young and inexperienced lives are always so naive, filled with unrealistic fantasies about the future, unable to recognize the cold truths of the Immortal Path's rules."

"Let it be, then,"

The voice filled with the vicissitudes of life sighed, "In the future, a thousand to two thousand years later, after years have passed, cultivators will become mature, and then, young friend, you may change your mind.

We shall meet again then."

Clang!

In the void, a sword-light of Bluegold cleaved straight down, its Sword Intent as hot as fire, excited and agitated.

"Cut!"

Jiang Ding reaffirmed that the person before him could not harm him!

Otherwise, he would have been dead already.

There was no doubt about it, it was ludicrous to think that this old monster would spare his enemy out of some appreciation for talent, or a reluctance to bully the weak.

With this fact confirmed, his entire Divine Soul, his entire Sword Intent became completely excited and restless, uncontrollable.

This was a target of the Refinement Void level!

Who throughout the ages had used a target of the Refinement Void level to practice the sword?

With each sword blow striking down, clanging sound resonated, and sparks flew everywhere.

Yet, the Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard remained silent, ignoring the strikes, allowing them to hack away as if it were a dead object.

"Young friend, let's part ways here,"

the voice filled with the vicissitudes of life transmitted after a moment, showing neither joy nor anger.

Whiz!

The Taiqing Flying Sword struck nothing but air.

The Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard turned into an illusion, leaping out of the Three Realms, no longer bound by the Five Elements, transforming into an invisible light that flew towards the sky, leaving this Minor Thousand World far behind.

A faint trace of Refinement Void level pressure emanated.

"I…"

Jiang Ding, along with his Flying Sword, stiffened.

On the surrounding battlefield, friend and foe alike, millions of cultivators' bodies stiffened up. Their Divine Souls lost the ability to think, turning into dead things and puppets. An unimaginable fear spread across their hearts, as if a world-ending disaster had descended, unknown yet needing to be faced.

Hum!

At that moment, from the Starry Sky Troops outside the realm, a terrifying army formation unfolded, restricting space and Spiritual Energy, bringing forth the unknown. The world seemed to pause for a moment, forcing the detached-from-mundanity Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard out of the void. The phantom-like illusion of celestial dust once again turned into reality.

"Old fool… you're seeking death!"

Within the Star River, the cold voice of Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch echoed.

Boom!

A dazzling, condensed beam of light, locking space, containing unknown powers, stripped billions of beings of their ability to think. Divine Sense and sight couldn't process this form of existence; one could only see a blank void.

The sound of the breaking and exploding of the world's barriers, a Minor Thousand World suffered temporary damage.

After an unknown length of time, millions of cultivators' Divine Souls returned to normal, capable of thought.

"Refinement Void…" Jiang Dingxin's mind surged with a ferocious killing intent, which he then deeply buried within his heart, resisting any weak cries of anger.

From the sky, a black and white chessboard, completely devoid of Spiritual Light, fell.

"Unfortunately,"

"this old fool escaped with the main body of Xuanwu Divine Court's seed."

Jiang Ding heard Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch's voice beside his ear, "We only managed to stop part of the power, letting generations of accumulation of Tiangong Gold Pill disciples from Xuanwu tiangong vanish into nothing. This technique is strong; currently, Xianmen has yet to solve it."

His voice was filled with regret.

If they could have completely destroyed the seed of Xuanwu Divine Court, Xuanwu tiangong's foundation would experience a gap that might affect the emergence of Refinement Void thousands of years later.

"Haha, you've worked hard, senior."

Jiang Ding laughed, unconcerned about anything else.

The fleets of Xianmen, Great Sun Sword Pavilion's Sword Dao, the cultivation of Spiritual Plants and Life Force by Green Wood Immortal Sect, control of Spirit Beasts by Wanshou Immortal Sect, the seed of Xuanwu Divine Court from Xuanwu tiangong – these were all top achievements that dominated the domain and were not easily breached.

Even the previous Great Sun Sword Master, unimaginably powerful, had not been able to sever in one stroke the seed of Xuanwu Divine Court that generations of disciples and leaders of tiangong had been refining.

"Hard work is nothing to talk about; this old fool didn't dare to fight to the death, retreating after one move, without entangling further."

"Great, great news!"

Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch laughed heartily, "An old man not dead is a thief; since this old fool is afraid of death, then we will gladly accept, bringing Geomagnetic Realm into our control.

What about moving on to Sky Ocean Realm next?"

"Xianmen possesses Canghai Realm, and this Minor World is also called Sky Ocean Realm; it's as if since the ancient times this has belonged to Xianmen, destined by the fate of the domain!"

"What do you think?"

He asked in a tone of consultation.

This wasn't an act, a gesture of respecting the virtuous and yielding to the wise, but a genuine inquiry for the opinion of the commander of Air Space Troops.

"There's certainly no objection."

Jiang Ding asked, "Xianmen being benevolent and philanthropic, surely your connection to this domain isn't just this limited, right?"

"Hahaha…"

"Certainly not!"

Getting the response, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch laughed heartily, then broke out into wild laughter, accompanied by the laughter of Heavenly Monarchs and Immortals echoing forcefully, "The Star Domain awaits our liberation, and the myriad creatures of the Minor Thousand Worlds await our salvation. What significance is Xuanwu in the grand scheme of things!"

Boom!

Explosions, bloodshed, death.

Outside the realm, within the starry space, accompanied by the complete fall of the Minor World inside, a great expert of Xuanwu tiangong struck once and retreated, taking some elite Divinity Transformation Nascent Soul Monks. The buildings and halls of Xuanwu tiangong's Starry Sky Great Array broke apart, the army formation collapsed completely, countless cultivators fled for their lives, marking the end of this phase of the war.

Geomagnetic Realm, once again, returned to Xianmen's embrace.