Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 812 - 793 Military Soul: The Crowd

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The hazy space shattered, and the real shadow of the Steel Fleet descended.

A heavy sense of oppression spread out, filling the Star River, smoothing out the Netherworld Gang Wind within the domain, vast and mighty.

The fleet blocked the sunlight, casting a vast shadow over the Minor Thousand World, bringing darkness at noon and striking fear into countless beings.

A terrifying will appeared in the midst of the Star River!

The chaotic Army Formation unfolded, Array Patterns spreading in all directions, forming a world of misty illusions where beings experienced life, old age, sickness, and death, happiness, anger, sorrow, fear, and eventually turned to dust, from which new life arose.

Generation after generation, an endless cycle.

Birth and death, every life striving, struggling, changing.

In the end, constructing the Heaven-reaching Immortal Dao!

Within the world illusion of the Army Formation, there were strands of power that Golden Pill and Nascent Soul monks could not observe, could not sense, and Divine Sense could not identify.

Anyone who gazed upon it would have their Divine Soul incredibly dulled, their minds intermittently blank, unaware of the passage of time, the rotation of heaven and earth.

"This is the power of Refining Nothingness…"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, gazing at the most top-notch, most splendid pinnacle of Xianmen Sect's Immortal Technology.

"Military Soul, gather!"

"Gather!"

"Three people make a crowd, a thousand, ten thousand, millions make a crowd!"

"A crowd, united in heart, succeeding one after another, children replacing their fathers, tirelessly moving mountains, I for the people, and the people for me, the crowd!"

"It is precisely because of the existence of the Military Soul 'crowd' that the fleet formations of the Xianmen Sect have leaped to the top of the domain, far surpassing the status of the Immortal Sect Daoist Soldiers, becoming the strategists of the domain rather than being driven by others, just having an empty reputation as a noble pawn!"

"Otherwise, the fleet of the Xianmen Sect would be only half a step ahead of the Immortal Sect Daoist Soldiers."

A moment later, the world illusions surrounding the Starry Sky Fleet gradually calmed.

This was not a disappearance, but a complete adaptation to the space of the Starry Sky, allowing for even more concealed, more concentrated force of explosion, not showing anomalies to the outside.

A wave like Divine Consciousness fluctuation emanated from within the Army Formation.

It was so vast, like the consciousness of a wandering planet awakening, sweeping across the entire Sky Ocean Realm, searching for everything, investigating everything.

And then,

Boom!

The Starry Sky Fortress, the Air-Space Battleships, the main cannons of the Air-Space Warplanes roared, dazzlingly bright, instantly forming numerous Destruction Light Columns, bombarding the Sky Ocean Realm.

Before them, the indestructible Boundary Wall of the Sky Ocean Realm silently dissolved, and the Destruction Light Columns landed on the ground, obliterating any suspicious targets.

Better to kill in error than to miss one.

The Minor Thousand World witnessed mushroom clouds from the explosions, over and over, unceasingly.

They bombarded it thoroughly ten times!

Any place that was the least bit suspicious was bombarded into oblivion by the main cannons, eliminating all risks.

"They retreated very quickly, only twenty-three Nascent Soul monks were found."

"Not a single Nascent Soul Cultivator, they all ran off beforehand."

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch sighed.

He looked in the direction of the Air-Space Strategic Force and said seriously, "But the landings will definitely not be as easy, knowing these old adversaries of mine, they won't spare the lives of Lower Rank Cultivators. It will be brutal, and they have ways to efficiently use the power of the Lower Rank Cultivators to accomplish what they want to do."

"The Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has been an Immortal Path power for at least tens of thousands of years, with complete sets of magic to control and guide everything."

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch earnestly instructed, fearing the younger generation would suffer a great loss due to lack of experience.

"Remember not to underestimate the opponent because of the illusions before you."

"Yes, Commander-in-chief."

Jiang Ding saluted.

His hand on the hilt of his sword, he turned into a flash of Bluegold Sword Light, flying towards the exterior of the Starry Sky Fortress.

Descending,

Descending!

Emerging from the Starry Sky Fortress, they returned to the Fleet and war machines of the Air-Space Strategic Force.

They followed the gap torn open by the main cannons of the Starry Sky Fortress, rapidly descending into the Sky Ocean Realm, passing through the Boundary Wall, the Realm Thunder Layer, the Gangwind Layer, and arriving at the border between the Gangwind Layer and the clouds.

"The same old trick."

Jiang Ding swept the area with his Divine Sense, spotting the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monks hidden at the boundary.

This was a formidable geographical advantage.

There, tens of thousands of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monks focused and held their breaths, silently waiting, many with eager excitement, many with fanciful dreams of the outsiders, many with ferocious killing intent, hearts burning to achieve glory.

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Jiang Ding watched for a moment, then disappeared from sight.

A few breaths later,

his figure emerged from the intersection of the Gangwind Layer and the clouds, concealed his presence, and struck out with his sword.

Clang!

The crisp and pleasant sound of the Sword Qi's thunderous roar entered everyone's ears.

Some heard the sound of silk and bamboo, as if played by a master's hand, ethereal and pleasant to the ear, causing one to forget worldly concerns.

Others, particularly the hundreds of cultivators in the late Golden Core stage or higher, heard the terrifying sound of thunderous roaring, sharp, destructive, with a scorching will that pierced into their Sea of Consciousness, stirring up tumultuous waves and leaving their Divine Souls stiff and numb.

"Great Sun..."

Countless core disciples of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace showed a deep fear on their faces.

"Dari Swordsman! Quick..."

They broke free from the frenzied state of warfare, shouting hoarsely, warning their fellow sect members around them.

Then,

a swathe of blue-gold sword-light filled their vision.

Boom!

Seven hundred and twenty-seven spots!

In the void, seven hundred and twenty-seven spots erupted in blood, with countless mists of blood and broken bones scattering in every direction, all belonging to cultivators in the late Golden Core stage or above.

They didn't even have time to react, their Army Formations not yet activated when they were already reduced to mists of blood by the sword-light from an unknown location, the Army Formations thrown into utter chaos, on the verge of exploding.

This was the power of a top contender of the same level in the Cultivation World!

This was what the Nine Great Immortal Sects painstakingly sought to cultivate, the future leaders of the sects they invested countless efforts in!

In terms of on-paper strength, tens of thousands of people, how many Army Formations, how mysterious the Formation instruments were, which True Immortal-related techniques the Formation Methods were inherited from, and the combined power of numerous Nascent Soul level forces, were said to be capable of destroying heaven and earth.

But,

once a flaw was grasped, they could be obliterated with a single strike!

Just like a city built with blocks, strong, massive, and magnificent, yet it only takes the removal of a few key supports for the grand city to collapse with incredible ease.

Without an equally powerful opponent to restrain them, and not even having someone at the level of one of the Ten Kings of the Heavenly Palace, on-paper strength ultimately remains just on-paper strength and can't change anything.

"Fellow Daoists,"

Jiang Ding revealed his figure amidst the tens of thousands of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace cultivators, the nearly hundred kilometers wide Destruction Sword Domain unfolded in all directions, exerting pressure on everything as he quietly asked, "Do you wish to surrender?"

He believed,

he was a kind, highly moral cultivator.

Now that the key offenders had been eliminated, there was no need to commit further slaughter and to deprive these cultivators, who were also oppressed by the few at the top of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, of their lives. It wasn't ethical.

Of course, if they were utterly obstinate, they would deserve death just the same.

The dazzling and splendid Sword Domain spread out, suppressing Spiritual Energy and, for the moment, actually calmed the leaderless, nearly exploding Army Formations.

The Army Formation cultivators of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace took deep breaths, narrowly escaping death.

"Do you wish to surrender?"

A young man stood in the sky, at the center of the Sword Domain, and asked this.

There was no threat in his tone, nor was it cold, just like a casual question one might ask in everyday conversation.

To surrender?

To surrender or not?

Every cultivator of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace was querying their own heart, various scenes flashing through their minds.

The great kindness of the Heavenly Palace they had received since childhood,

The various warmth within the sect,

The care from their teachers and elders,

The friendship of fellow sect members, the attention from the clan elders...

"We wish to surrender!"

"I wish to surrender!"

In an instant, the vast majority of the tens of thousands of cultivators made their decision without any hesitation, prostrating and kowtowing.

"We pay respects to Dari Swordsman!"

"We are willing to offer you our humble services!"