Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 912 - 883: The Peace-Loving Horned Demon Race Emperor

The brilliant explosion of light annihilated all beings.

The figures of Mingyu and the other Emperors appeared bedraggled amidst the radiating dust and smoke.

On their bodies, charred flesh was everywhere, covered in various wounds of green and purple. Some wounds were so deep bone was visible, their supposedly undying bodies frantically writhed, trying to heal, but to no avail.

In many areas, the burnt flesh peeled away, revealing skin beneath, but in more areas, it was helpless.

Each of the three great Emperors bore colorful wounds on their body and staggered unknowingly.

"What kind of poison is this?"

The Mingyu Emperor exclaimed in shock and anger.

The Horned Demon Imperial Clan, rulers of Domains, always ravaged all directions. With their demonic bodies undying, they had always been impervious to all poisons. Even on the rare occasions they were defeated and sealed, there had never been an Emperor injured by a Same Level opponent upon first encounter, unable to heal.

This was simply inconceivable!

"Kill her!"

"This Alien Emperor, even this entire race, must not be left alive. We must eradicate them root and branch!"

The Giant Axe Emperor roared in fury, his injuries not inciting fear but instead unleashing boundless murderous intent. Braving the bombardment of Forbidden Nuclear Weapons and the barrage of thousands of warship cannons, he charged forward wildly, his giant axe shattering one warship after another.

"This Alien Emperor appears to be adept at using external objects. If we can impose Restrictions, she may yet be useful to us..."

The Mingyu Emperor spoke coldly.

Thirty-six black rings revolved around her, commanding three thousand Imperial Guards, and she made a frenzied advance. Even when Forbidden Nuclear Weapons were hurled at her, she pressed on regardless.

The three great Emperors joined forces to create a Chaotic Space three hundred feet in size, which could be called indestructible.

Nuclear bombings, cannonades, and Air-Space Warplane clusters might injure them, but they could not stop their advance!

In almost a few breaths' time, the three great Emperors, along with the Imperial Guards, had already broken through the majority of the Army Formation. They were now less than a few dozen miles away from the central Human Cultivators and could see their fragile bodies.

However, these Human Cultivators were calm, looking at them with a slightly contemptuous gaze.

"Kill!"

"Retaking these Aliens can wait; first, we must completely annihilate this Alien Emperor!"

The Giant Axe Emperor bellowed.

Leading the way and commanding three thousand Imperial Guards with a black and red giant axe, he ignored the continuous bombardment of warship cannons hitting his body, causing injuries all over him. Step by step, he tread through the Void, advancing towards these frail Human Cultivators.

His Divine Soul sensed it!

These servants differed from their attacks; their bodies were incredibly frail, and the vast majority were not even as powerful as a minor guard under his command, merely ants.

"Die!"

"Die, die, die..."

The Giant Axe Emperor's eyes were blood-red, his murderous intent wild and frenzied to the point of madness, his rationality gradually blurring until nothing but the enemy in his eyes remained, with no retreat.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

His eyes suddenly regained clarity as if a bucket of ice-cold spring water from the underworld had been poured over his head. All the wild killing intent and madness disappeared, and he looked towards the front with a shock.

Mingyu and the two disciples also halted abruptly.

In the hazy white light, a young man in green clothes, with a Longsword at his waist, appeared.

He appeared in the middle of the battlefield, his glance sweeping the surroundings before finally settling on the three Emperors.

The three great Emperors, along with ten thousand Imperial Guards, stopped in their tracks, feeling an immense dread.

This was beyond the instinct of a wild beast!

It was as though they had encountered the abyss of death, and they dared not take another step forward.

"Impossible..."

"This Alien Emperor, this Alien Emperor..."

The Mingyu Emperor felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

This race was obviously adept at mechanical mastery and Puppets; how could there suddenly appear such an Emperor?

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Could it be that the nine alien race emperors didn't pursue them and came to support them, staring deathly at Mingwu and the other two, not because of the inherent infighting among the lowly races?

But because of this reason?

The battlefield fell into silence for a moment.

The three great emperors, commanders of the Imperial Guards, always so domineering, stopped in their tracks, stately and polite.

"You, what is your name?"

Jiang Ding asked quietly.

Surrounding them, the Great Sun Destroying Sword Domain gradually unfurled, with various Sword Intents being born and perishing on it. The Taiyin, Great Sun, and stars hung high in the sky, forming a phantom image of a Sword Dao world. Moreover, one thousand and twenty-four Dyson Mirror Drones scattered about, gathering the starlight of heaven and earth, all falling on the Sword Domain, condensing terrifying high temperatures and filled with Destruction Sword Will.

Under the influence of this will, the skin of the three great emperors and nine thousand Imperial Guards fizzed and sizzled as if they had entered into a frying pan, their skins quickly turning charred black. The so-called undying bodies were nothing but a joke, unable to manifest their powers under the Sword Intent.

A heaviness settled in the hearts of the three great emperors.

Too many unexpected events had occurred that day.

This unfamiliar alien race emperor, with just the aura emanating from him, his domain, was enough to destroy their indestructible demonic bodies, not to mention what would happen if he truly made a move.

After a moment of silence.

"It's an honor to meet you."

"Unfamiliar Emperor,"

The Mingyu Emperor tidied up her appearance, the scales on her face disappearing, her black hair like ink draped loosely, a solitary horn on her forehead reaching to the sky, trying to appear as close to the Human Race as possible. She emitted a strange allure, slightly bowed, and performed a kneeling courtesy.

"My name is Mingyu, from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan."

She said politely, exuding an air of scholarly poise, without any trace of cruelty, rage, or bloodthirstiness.

The two Horned Demon Race emperors nearby were on high alert, not voicing any objections to her actions.

"The Horned Demon Imperial Clan, huh…"

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ding asked, "Mingyu Fellow Daoist, Emperor, within your race, what kind of existence, what kind of status, do you possess?"

"It's not worth mentioning."

"I am merely an ordinary consort in the Great Emperor Bloodline."

The Mingyu Emperor said humbly, "There are many others with the Great Emperor Bloodline in our Horned Demon Imperial Clan. We are of low status and thus have been dispatched here to explore this most recently emerged Void Realm. It really is insignificant."

"Our Horned Demon Imperial Clan has always been modest and hospitable, liking to make friends from all domains. I am sure we can have mutually beneficial and peaceful coexistence with your race."

"An ordinary consort in the Great Emperor Bloodline?"

Jiang Ding remained noncommittal and continued, "What is a Great Emperor?"

"A Great Emperor, with Life Energy spanning tens of thousands of years, has existed since ancient times, suppressing numerous domains."

Without hesitation, the Mingyu Emperor replied, "In our race, there are three hundred and seventy-two Great Emperors and even more above them. Hence, the peace within the domains is largely maintained by our Horned Demon Imperial Clan."

"Our Horned Demon Imperial Clan has always been peaceful, and unless absolutely necessary, we never lightly speak of war. We are respected by the Myriad Clans."

"Indeed, your race is indeed prosperous and enviable."

"Mingyu Fellow Daoist,"

Jiang Ding nodded, asking cordially, "Could you release your Divine Soul for me to examine its authenticity? My Xianmen Sect is just as hospitable. We will certainly not mistreat friends from afar."

"There is a great benefit to this."

Mingyu's heart sank, and she remained silent.

"How so, you do not ask what the benefit is?"

Jiang Ding's expression turned cold, his murderous intent flourishing.

Mingyu's body trembled, her voice strained, "Esteemed sir, what is the benefit?"

"The benefit, naturally, is a good one."

Jiang Ding was satisfied, his killing intent subsiding, "Release your Divine Soul for me to check. By understanding what friends from afar are like, you may have a chance to survive. I won't pursue further your destruction of Xianmen Sect's property or your threats to Immortal Gate Citizens."

"How about this immense benefit?"

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