Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 832 - 812 Grest Sun Swordsman: I Hate Wet Nurses

In the sky, the youth from the Green Wood and Radiant Sun, the phenomena of heaven and earth, had crimson eyes that showed neither joy nor anger as he gazed at a pure and lovely girl who was just over one meter tall.

He watched her intently, his gaze not shifting for a long time.

"It's the same again…"

The body of Qingmu Daoist Ji Liuyue trembled slightly as she quickly retreated behind Tianxuan Zi, who had recovered.

Then, after a moment's thought, she continued to back away, hiding behind Daoist Wanshou, Spiritual Treasure, Heavenly Calculator Daoist, and Shadow Demon Daoist. Her already petite frame tried to shrink even more, not wanting to show even a little.

Surrounding her were people, all Daoist disciples.

There was the Heavenly Calculator Daoist, extremely skilled at divination and hard to ambush;

There was the defensively strong Xuanwu Daoist;

There was the Shadow Demon, hidden in an unknown place, covering all bases;

And at a medium distance, there was the Spiritual Treasure Daoist…

The only pity was that the Taoist of Five Elements was not there; otherwise, the defense would have been even stronger, and the mana would have been more abundant, also speeding up recovery.

This was not just Qingmu Daoist's wishful thinking to avoid; many Daoists subconsciously protected her without the need for words.

"Great Sun Swordsman, please don't attack me, I definitely won't attack you,"

pleaded Ji Liuyue.

In the records of the battle at Great Sun Sword Pavilion by the Green Wood Immortal Sect, the target of the Dari Swordsman's greatest hatred was the Qingmu Daoist. Even at the risk of utter defeat, he prioritized killing the Qingmu Daoist, obstinately so.

Jiang Ding looked at her.

'Bitch.'

A thought flashed through his mind.

Now, he understood why the Eight Great Immortal Sects were so hard to deal with.

Under normal combat strength, Jiang Ding was absolutely confident he could defeat any Daoist disciple, within three hundred moves at most, but he could not slay them.

He had to admit, he was stronger than the Eight Great Daoists, but not by that much.

If he added the sword scabbard, Jiang Ding was absolutely confident he could slay any Daoist disciple, within twenty moves at most!

But now, with seven Daoist disciples together, there was a terrible change. Defense, healing, scouting, concealment, attack, manoeuvrability... there were no weaknesses.

Their strength had not just increased several times over.

In those days, Great Sun Sword Pavilion possessed a dominion-level legacy with dominion-level resources, and should have ignored numerical differences, sweeping aside everything.

The Cultivation World was like this, with just a half-step difference being insurmountable, completely unlike in strength.

But the Swordsmen of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion could never completely defeat or slay the Eight Great Daoist disciples, thereby failing to conquer their Sword Dao and achieve a breakthrough.

"Those who obstruct the resurgence of the Xianmen Sect shall be executed,"

declared Jiang Ding coldly.

Boom!

In the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, lightning flashed, thunder roared, dark clouds gathered densely, and space rolled and tore like waves—immense and oppressive.

Amidst this terrible pressure,

a giant iron warship appeared in the sky, with a silver-white and ornately beautiful body that elegantly emanated dense blue magnetic virtual lines within a thousand-kilometer radius, resonating with the million warships of the Xianmen Sect. The Air-Space Army Formation suddenly became more harmonious.

This was the monarch among warships, naturally at the center.

The Super Warship Great Sun!

Moreover, after years of refining, it now had twelve Electromagnetic Heavenly Gang Prohibitions, advancing to the premium Nascent Treasure level, one level higher than when Zhong Yuanzi was seen more than fifty years ago.

For the first time, upon first encountering the enemy, the Super Warship Great Sun appeared.

Sizzlezizzlezizzle...

Upon appearing, without any superfluous words, within the Thousand-Mile Ten Thousand Magnetic Thundercloud Great Formation, billions of blue magnetic lines spread out, encircling and expanding everywhere—above and below.

The four-kilometer-long Fourth Order Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon absorbed endless spiritual energy, shining brilliantly and dazzlingly as it locked onto the Divine Souls of every Daoist-level being with the intent of destruction and law-breaking.

"The super warship of the Eastern Devil School!"

The faces of Tianxuan Zi, Ji Liuyue, Daoist Wanshou, Duobao Zi, and others changed suddenly.

They clearly felt a cold deathly crisis descending, enveloping their Divine Souls and bodies, almost unable to breathe or mobilize mana.

If faced alone, the outcome would surely not be favorable.

"Kill!"

"Kill our way out, facing a swordsman, mere defense is absolutely not enough!"

Several daoist disciples roared, not taking their impending demise lightly.

Dimly, it seemed as if they were transported three thousand years back, to the era when the Great Sun Sword Pavilion reigned supreme, and the disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects besieged the Dari Swordsman Zhong Guangzi.

Had the disciples back then also roared with such fury?

The ending that year, with Zhong Guangzi burning his Essence Blood, Divine Soul, and lifespan, slaying the Eight Great Taoist Children, before he could achieve a breakthrough, dying amidst the siege of the Immortal Sects' Nascent Soul Cultivators.

What would it be this time?

"Kill!"

Tianxuan Zi's killing intent was cold and severe as he transformed into Bixi, carrying scripture steles on his back and charging at the forefront.

Daoist Wanshou was surrounded by myriad beast shadows, turning substantial, with dragons, phoenixes, giant apes, and packs of wolves—all exotic species of the starry sky—roaring as they charged forward.

The Spiritual Treasure Daoist Duobao Zi waved his hand, and three thousand six hundred treasure coins fell from the heavens, blocking off the starry sky and covering the super warship...

Qingmu Daoist Ji Liuyue gracefully moved her hands, and sturdy vines materialized on all daoist disciples, turning into solid Taiyi Green Wood Armor. It provided defenses, accelerated mana maneuvering, mana recovery, and allowed the use of Taiyi Green Wood Escape Technique once, among many other profound abilities.

All of these layers of force, each more frightening than the last, formed a net with the orderly killing moves of the seven great daoist children, enveloping and assaulting the super warship in the sky.

"Lock acquired."

"Please input the Taiqing Flying Sword, infuse it with Divine Soul and mana..."

The clear voice of the Ship Spirit Cloud Day came through.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, his Divine Soul leaving its scabbard, fusing with the Taiqing Flying Sword and instantly appearing at the center of the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon.

"Fire."

He commanded.

"Yes!"

Boom!

With an earth-shaking boom, the kilometer-long Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon roared. The whole super warship trembled as a brilliant but invisible light burst forth, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Jiang Ding's heart was calm as he witnessed his perspective change once again. The heavens, the earth, all things, space itself, all seemed to freeze, moving as slowly as a snail, except for the seven relatively normal targets that were still using magic, wielding treasures, and attacking from that side.

"Qingmu Daoist..."

Initially, the target to lock onto was the petite figure among the daoist children. Without slaying her, it would be impossible for the other daoist children to die.

No matter how much damage was done, she would heal just as much, and all efforts would be in vain.

But she was too well protected!

Almost all the daoist children, intentionally or not, were protecting her. Even while attacking, they always spared a portion of their Divine Sense to monitor her condition.

Especially the Heavenly Calculator Daoist, the prematurely aged youth in hemp clothes, who would sense something every time Sword Intent gazed upon Qingmu Daoist, frighteningly keen.

"Shadow Demon..."

Jiang Ding immediately gave up on Qingmu Daoist, looking toward the shadow that had broken away from the six daoist children and was hovering on the outside.

He could see that this figure was extremely confident in his Art of Concealment, having distanced himself from the six Great Daoist Children and was now moving through space silently and swiftly, attempting to get behind the super warship and create a pincer situation.

Jiang Ding knew where his confidence stemmed from.

The Shadow Demon Abyss possessed the realm's most top-notch Immortal Path Concealment Spells, making it so that even Zhong Guangzi of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion couldn't accurately locate him before his killing intent was revealed.

"What a pity, the Xianmen Sect has also reached the pinnacle in spell exploration."

Jiang Ding spoke coldly.

Boom!

The Sword Intent of Destruction arrived overwhelmingly, with the rumbling of thunder that was endless, in line with the sound of Sword Qi Thunder Sound, firmly locking onto the shadow figure within the semi-material, semi-spatial fast lane constructed between the Taiqing Flying Sword and him.

It clung like a persistent illness, inescapable.

Boom!

The Taiqing sword shadow arrived in an instant!

Qingmu Daoist was skilled in recovery and healing, right?

In one strike, you'll be annihilated. How will you heal then?!