Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 868 - 837 Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Partitioned

"Xuanwu Daoist Brother, a thousand years ago..."

"Xuanwu Daoist Brother, a hundred thousand years ago..."

"Xuanwu Daoist Brother..."

One after another, the Great Experts of the Immortal Sects spoke up, whether humbly requesting, speaking with just righteousness, or coldly demanding without so much as an excuse.

All in uniform fashion, each Immortal Sect requesting three Minor Thousand Worlds.

Not one more, not one less.

The implications within were too frightening to contemplate in detail.

"You all..."

"You all are really something!"

The powerhouses of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were furious, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood and shakily pointed at the seven individuals, roaring, "Tianji!"

"You sanctimonious old coot!"

"Just now, who was saying that the Immortal Sects aren't united enough internally, who was saying that we refuse to fight to the death, and who was sighing about being disappointed in our mettle?"

"Haha!"

"And just like that, you pull this on me?"

"Do you want to start a civil war now?"

"The epitome of shamelessness!"

"The epitome of shamelessness indeed!"

"Xuanwu Daoist Brother, your words are mistaken."

Heavenly Calculator Daoist was not provoked, calmly saying, "These three realms, were they not taken from me by your Xuanwu Heavenly Palace two thousand two hundred years ago? At that time, I was powerless against you and without external support, I had no choice but to accept it."

"Now, it's merely a matter of returning things to their rightful owner."

"There's no such thing as seizing by trickery or force."

The mighty from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were speechless.

It was indeed the truth.

At its peak, Xuanwu Heavenly Palace dominated forty-one Minor Thousand Worlds, far surpassing the other Immortal Sects.

Where did they come from?

They were seized from the other Seven Great Immortal Sects, from the Eastern Devil School, and from the legacies left behind after the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's fall.

"What about you then?"

The powerhouses of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace turned to the Great Experts of Wanshou Immortal Sect and the others, angrily saying, "The Heavenly Palace has no territorial disputes with you, so distant from you all, so spare me the talk of offering territories by the Horned Demon Tribe Emperor. It's laughable!"

"It's their homeland, their ancestral lands, what's there to laugh at?"

The Great Experts of Wanshou Immortal Sect were indifferent.

"If they are willing to give it to me, then it's mine."

"What, you have an objection?"

The seven Great Powers coldly stared at the mightiness of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, as faint murderous intent spread.

Such a brutal war, so many Nascent Soul Cultivators, Nascent Soul Monks had died, and they had all been severely injured multiple times.

These costs must yield some harvest!

Since they couldn't defeat the Eastern Devil School nor divide it,

it fell to Xuanwu Heavenly Palace to pay the price!

Three worlds per Sect, a mere twenty-one Minor Thousand Worlds in total, they still left nine Minor Thousand Worlds to Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

This was already showing the utmost benevolence and righteousness!

If it were not for some lingering sense of camaraderie within the Nine Great Immortal Sects, mutual restraint, given how Xuanwu Heavenly Palace had always engaged in aggressive wars, attacking everywhere and making enemies everywhere, it wouldn't have been excessive to wipe them out completely.

The seven Masters of Refining Nothingness's fierce pressure spread, with their killing intent barely concealed.

The mighties of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace felt a sudden surge of anxiety.

At that moment, he was seriously injured.

Even if he wasn't, he was no match for the seven Great Powers; even if they lacked trust and refused to fight desperately, just their regular combat strength was more than he could handle, and driving them back was out of the question.

Not every Immortal Sect was like the Eastern Devil School!

"If this is how it must be..."

The eyes of the powerhouses from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace flashed with a crimson hue, "Then what if I draw the Eastern Devil School's army here and form an alliance with them?"

"If you don't care about the bigger picture, then let's forget all about it!"

He was indeed badly injured.

But the others were not without injuries either!

Even if he couldn't prevail, he could still manage to flee.

Many Great Experts' gazes sharpened.

"Not in any way."

"Xuanwu Fellow Daoist,"

the Shadow Demon Abyss Great Expert chuckled maliciously, "We have already formulated an alliance agreement with the Eastern Devil School. As long as you form an alliance first, we'll immediately join hands with the Eastern Devil School to destroy Xuanwu Heavenly Palace first, and then you. The remaining nine Minor Thousand Worlds can be given to them."

"Don't even dream of escaping."

"Back then, with the alliance with the Eastern Devil School, we could even slay the Last Great Sun Sword Master who was about to break through Above Void Refinement. A severely injured you is not a problem at all."

"After six or seven thousand years, when our lives run out, we can still burn everything to destroy the Eastern Devil School."

"Xuanwu Fellow Daoist, tell me, do you think the Eastern Devil School would agree to slay a cultivator at Peak of Void Refinement before the war starts to eliminate a major enemy for the future?"

The other Great Experts looked at him with a coldness.

If Xuanwu Heavenly Palace doesn't care about the feelings of Incense Fire or losing face,

then so be it.

The heavy heart of a powerful being of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace sank.

"Fellow Daoist, you have two choices."

The Shadow Demon Abyss Great Expert, not knowing what benefits he had received, always acted as the villain: "One choice is that Xuanwu Heavenly Palace only suffers a great loss of strength, which is only to be expected. Since Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has been defeated, it must pay the price. This is the ultimate truth of the survival of the fittest amongst domains."

"There is a compassion for Incense Fire between the Immortal Sects, and we have already preserved the bottom line."

"The other choice is the destruction of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, and we will also suffer heavy losses, leading to more hidden dangers in the future."

"What's your choice?"

"You will regret this!"

The powerful being of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace did not answer and left with a sweep of his sleeve.

The remaining Great Experts turned their gaze to the Heavenly Calculator Daoist.

"He will agree,"

the Heavenly Calculator Daoist whispered, "Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has always valued the law of the jungle. The selection of Taoist disciples is extremely cruel, often a matter of life and death. Xuanwu himself has come from being a Taoist disciple, and has long adapted to this iron rule."

"When Xuanwu Heavenly Palace was powerful, it was aggressive like fire, devouring the Minor Thousand Worlds belonging to us everywhere."

"Now that it has weakened, it should naturally spit them out."

"This is the natural course of heaven and earth; he was already psychologically prepared."

"It's just that he's cut off too much at once and cannot accept it for the moment."

"If that's the case, then good."

The surrounding Great Experts nodded slightly.

In the worst-case scenario, they too could accept it and were not afraid of anything.

"Alas!"

The Immortal Sect Master of Qingmu suddenly sighed, "If not for this domain being so narrow, why would we be fighting like this?"

"We are clearly in the prime of life, we should be diligently cultivating now, preparing to break through Above Void Refinement."

"Now, we are discussing what we'll do after our own deaths."

"How desolate."

"Alas..."

The expressions of others also showed misery, and the discussion ended. They saluted each other and flew off in different directions, heading back to their respective Sects.

After everyone had left,

a woman with an exceptionally beautiful appearance and an ethereal temperament stood still in the starry sky for a long time before returning to the shade of the Heaven Green God Tree. She did not cultivate; instead, she wandered aimlessly, unable to shake off the visible depression.

"My homeland..."

"What lies beyond our domain?"

She whispered softly.

Just as she had said to others, she did not think of herself as old and decrepit, but as still youthful and beautiful.

Merely over twenty thousand years old, she had already cultivated to the peak of Void Refinement.

She was truly in her glory days!

If not for the existence of the Eastern Devil School, perhaps she would have been nurturing the next generation of cultivators in her Sect to reach Void Refinement, and then planned to leave this domain to seek the Dao in unknown lands.

After an indeterminable amount of time had passed,

"Ancestor..."

a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator stood not far away.

"Speak."

The ethereal and beautiful woman regained her dignity.

"The Taoist disciples, should we revive them?"

This Late Truth-Transforming Stage Cultivator, who had taken over as the new Sect Master of Qingmu Immortal Sect after the previous Sect Master had died in the battle against the Eastern Devil School, asked cautiously.