Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”According to the treaty signed two thousand years ago, for such crimes, Xu’s Transmutation God only needs to make compensation. Rest assured, their whereabouts are being strictly monitored, and they won’t pose a threat to your life.”

The Array Spirit answered without any hesitation as well.

”Understood.”

Jiang Ding sighed.

Survival is the prerequisite for everything, even for the Central Array Spirit Computer, which operates on logic and programs, to make compromises for the highest level of cultivators.

Of course, this was not a compromise for the Nascent Soul Cultivators.

It was a compromise with the connivance of the Xu and Wang families’ Divinity Transformation experts and Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, and even more Immortal Sects’ Masters of Refining Nothingness.

That was, of course, the correct decision.

All good things are predicated on survival first and foremost.

”By the way, there’s also this...”

Jiang Ding remembered something and quickly took out the box containing Elder Yingpao’s Divine Soul and Inner Core, opened it, and to his shock, found only a completely shattered grey-black Inner Core along with many fragments of the Divine Soul.

After a moment, the fragments of the Divine Soul turned into specks of Spiritual Light and dispersed into the air.

”He committed suicide, the cultivators from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace’s Yingsha Palace should know a lot of information needed by the Xianmen Sect.”

Jiang Ding said regretfully.

The massive Formation Method fluctuations of the Air-Space Combat Group at the master level moved further away and gradually disappeared on the horizon.

”Normal.”

Jin Lingfeng casually said, ”The Xianmen Sect has never captured a Yingsha Palace cultivator alive. The research level on Spirit Soul Restrictions magic by Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is very high. To break it, there’s no hope for at least three thousand years.”

”Everyone, our next target, Chenshui Sect!”

Her voice rose in the Travel Channel, ”Xu Jianian got captured; his seventeenth temporary Air-Space Camp has been disbanded on the spot. The task of suppressing Chenshui Sect’s rebellion has been assigned to us by the Array Spirit of the Canghai Steel Floating Island Base.”

”After the Chenshui Sect, there are military tasks for the Air-Space Camps of Beidou University, Mulan University, and others. Try to sweep clean within one month and purge the rebellion instigated by the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace this time.”

”Understood!”

...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three hundred and sixty Hunter missiles streaked across the sky, landing on the Cerulean Sect Protect Formation like waves, and in the fearful gaze of the Chenshui Sect cultivators, it completely shattered it.

”Run!”

”I’ve said before, we should not have been deceived by the ancestor...”

Countless Foundation-building cultivators frantically fled in all directions, their mana auras agitated and bloody. Their levels generally appeared to be one or two small stages higher than those recorded in the Canghai Steel Floating Island Base.

Many had innocent blood on their hands, aware that their chances of escape were slim.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The Hunter missiles came again, tearing through the air.

No longer forming a Formation Method, they precisely targeted every Foundation-building cultivator who refused to surrender. Occasionally, someone would block a missile, only to attract a barrage of seven or eight missiles.

Flames and explosions occurred incessantly while limbs and body parts were strewn everywhere.

After a dozen breaths, groups of six-legged spider-type robots, forming a silvery Iron Tide, descended to clear the remaining resistance of the Qi Practitioners within the Chenshui Sect, one by one retaking the Spiritual Veins and Formation Nodes of the sect.

Ten minutes later,

All resistance had vanished.

”Immortal Chenshui is not within a hundred miles.”

Jin Lingfeng and others carefully scanned the area with the Third-Order Spirit Sonar Electromagnetic Interaction Array without any discoveries, and looked towards Jiang Ding, ”Can you find him?”

Suppressing a rebellion is such a hassle.

It’s not about being unable to defeat them, but not knowing where the person is.

”I can, about seventeen hundred kilometers away.”

Jiang Ding nodded, ”After dealing with the aftermath here and repairing the Spiritual Veins and such, we’ll go take a look. My Sword Intent has seeped into his body, and he can’t get rid of it.”