Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Clever trick, heh!”

”Foolish.”

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A Post-golden Alchemist with a burly figure glanced at him and remained silent.

The other six simply ignored him.

”Little cleverness? Indeed, it is so.”

Many sighed inwardly.

The greed in their hearts was thoroughly put aside, and their positions shifted subtly, forming a loose circle around Master Jiucaobi at the center.

”The One-Eyed Cicada’s message transmission suddenly failed, the reason?”

This was a calm voice that arose in the ears of many Golden Pill Monks, originating from multiple sources with different delays, forming a staggered echo.

Ordinary and seemingly oblivious to anything, and without any trace of anger.

Their bodies trembled.

”To report to the lord, it is...”

Immortal Baimei hurriedly explained the situation swiftly.

”My lord, it was just an accident.”

Master Jiucaobi squeezed out a smile, tears glistening on his face: ”I encountered an enemy who wiped out my family many years ago, I couldn’t control myself for a moment, I ask you to forgive me, my lord. In the future, I will surely serve you loyally, ready to lay down my life... ”

”Kill him.”

A calm voice came from the One-Eyed Cicada.

”Yes!”

Immortal Baimei and others were filled with awe.

Boom!

Over forty Golden Pill Monks cast their spells simultaneously, and from the sky, over forty thunderbolts crashed down, faintly forming a Formation Method, bolstered by their homogeneous nature, their power reached terrifying levels.

”You lowly slaves really deserve to die...”

Master Jiucaobi roared, prepared for this moment; a mid-grade Magic Tool, the Xuan Iron Shield, had been deployed early, and layers upon layers of protective shields were set up exteriorly by the Post-golden Alchemist’s mana.

But when the thunder struck,

The Magic Tool flew apart, the shields shattered, and the sturdy Golden Pill Law Body, without uttering a word, turned to ashes in an instant.

It was a display of absolute domination.

Without any ability to resist, a Post-golden Alchemist had perished, his flesh and blood turned to dust, his Divine Soul unable to escape even slightly.

”Zhen Buyi, two, three, task completed, reward each with one merit... ”

The emotionless voice emitted from the One-Eyed Cicada once again.

Many shuddered inside, recalling their greed that nearly clouded their judgment, a chill ran through them, their faces showed the color of fright.

They had actually tried to threaten a Cultivator far stronger than themselves, attempting to pressure the higher-up into not holding the majority accountable.

To test whether a Sword Cultivator had enough intent to kill?

Treasures indeed breed avarice!

”Continue with the mission.”

Immortal Baimei suppressed the tumultuous emotions in his heart and ordered those around him.

”Yes!”

The surrounding Golden Pill Monks had no distractions left in their minds and obediently followed orders.

Boom!

Boom!

The forty or so members of Zhen Department each set up simple Formation Methods, their Magic complementing one another, and thunderbolts rained down with unrestrained power, reaching the might of the Nascent Soul Stage in an instant. They caused the Collateral Lineage of Hei Clan’s Third-Order Superior Quality Formation to break down, and occasionally there were the sorrowful wails of shattered Formation instruments, as the formation’s Spiritual Light severely diminished.

Sometimes the Collateral Lineage’s Golden Pill Monks tried to counterattack, and under Hei Louxi’s guidance, they formed battle formations and launched Black Feather Attacks, but before they could get close, the thunderbolts would smash them to pieces.

After a dozen breaths, the Formation collapsed with a loud burst, revealing the terrified and utterly desperate expressions of the many Collateral Lineage Golden Pill Monks of the Hei Clan.

”The last battle then...”

Hei Louxi spread her tattered, wind-blown black wings and silently burned her Essence Blood, preparing for a desperate final struggle.

In her heart, however,

She knew it would be futile; the number of Thunder Cultivators was too great, their attacks too sharp, and with her severe injuries, she didn’t even have the chance to get close to them.

The expected barrages of thunderbolts did not fall as anticipated.

Hei Louxi paused, looking up.

”Are you willing to accept the Tushan Sword Order and abide by the second rule of Tushan?”

Immortal Baimei had waited a long time and, seeing that they had not launched an offensive, his face showed disappointment. Only then, somewhat reluctantly, did he speak.

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