Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The Iron Tide gradually receded into the distance.

Leaving behind deep tracks from the tanks’ treads on the ground.

”They’re gone...”

Atop the city walls, the emperor in disguise heaved a sigh of relief.

”Congratulations, Your Majesty, the appearance of this God Army is a heaven-sent auspicious sign, indicating that the Great Li country will prosper for thousands of generations!”

The eunuch of Xiantian realm flattered and congratulated him.

”Auspicous signs, what auspicious signs?”

The Great Li Emperor, a robust man, scoffed and laughed, ”If my predictions are correct, this must be the celestial army of the Xianmen Sect.”

”Only their immortal forces could do so without harming a single hair, their route may pass through cities and towns, but they do not destroy anything nor cause any casualties among the people.”

”The celestial army of the Xianmen Sect?”

The chief eunuch’s face changed, ”With such a murderous aura, their target is...”

”Yes, I presume it’s the Heavenly Palace’s Celestial Army.”

The Emperor of Great Li sighed repeatedly; even when transmitting his voice with True Qi, he dared not speak disrespectfully of either side, ”It remains to be seen which side will triumph. We mortals can do nothing but wait quietly for the outcome.”

His face was filled with worry.

Neither the Heavenly Palace nor the Xianmen Sect were forces to be taken lightly, and whether they would settle scores with him, a mortal who once sided with the enemy, was uncertain.

Any slight change, a mere thought from any Immortal Master could put his life as Great Li’s sovereign at risk, potentially leading to the annihilation of the imperial family.

”Your Majesty, which do you think would be better, a victory for the Heavenly Palace or the Xianmen Sect?”

The chief eunuch was also concerned.

Although a eunuch, he was a Xiantian expert, and they had a deep friendship, so he asked directly.

”Both are good, both are good,”

The Great Li Emperor sighed, ”The Xianmen Sect, apart from making demands on the well-being of the populace, interferes little with the mortal world. The Heavenly Palace... will select disciples from Great Li, and if one passes the various tests, it’s possible to become a disciple of the Heavenly Palace.”

”Both are good, both are very good, all are immortals who relieve suffering and hardship.”

...

The Tank Tide left the plains and once again entered the forest.

Where there were mountains, they carved paths; where there were waters, they built bridges.

Cultivators from the Xuanwu tiangong frequently ambushed deep underground, risking their lives under the pressure of Spirit Soul Restrictions and family coercion, attempting to launch surprise attacks on the passing army to delay its speed at the cost of their own lives.

Before they could even act, within thirty kilometers of the army, the sound of cannons roared. Dozens and hundreds of white streaks crossed the sky, carrying armor-piercing shells imbued with the earth-cracking skill into the ground, shattering an underground cavern.

The surface of the earth sank slightly, and then there was silence.

In the sky, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged atop a super Air-Space Warplane, resting with his eyes closed.

Another few thousand kilometers marched.

In the distance the thirty-six giant pillars that formed the core of the Xuanwu Four-polar Boundary Array penetrated the heavens, their dense earthy-yellow Runes flickering, piercing the clouds and reaching into the Starry Sky.

At this moment, the attacks of the Xuanwu tiangong cultivators reached a climax, avoiding a hundred-kilometer span directly in front and hundreds of Foundation Builders circled to the rear for a surprise attack, causing many casualties among the Qi Practitioners of the Xianmen Sect.

But soon after, they were obliterated by the Armor Piercing Bullets in the shortest amount of time.

The Iron Tide had not stopped since it had started.

A hundred kilometers.

Ninety kilometers.

Seventy kilometers!

This was within the effective range of the tank guns.

The target was a stationary one that could not be moved!

All the eyes of the Xianmen cultivators lit up, burning with fervor as they entered the most familiar and favorite part of firing at a fixed target.

”Ready!”

The voice of Jin Lingfeng echoed in the ears of all the Qi Practitioners driving tanks in the First Group Army, and it was the same for the Second, Third, and Fourth Group Armies, with Jin Chengkong, Xue Xi, and others.

Sitting cross-legged on the super Air-Space Warplane, Jiang Ding looked down.