Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Tushan?”

”Immortal Tushan.”

Immortal Burning Bone looked at the young man in green clothes approaching him, his face darkening as he stared intently at this Nascent Soul Immortal who had only been mentioned in reports but whom he had never met before.

”All of this... was it your doing?”

”Did we ever have any enmity in the past?”

The Bloody Sun Sword Intent that was within his grasp had dissipated into nothingness, like a fleeting dream or bubble, causing murderous intentions in Immortal Burning Bone’s heart to surge like waves, undulating unpredictably.

Almost at the same time, multiple messages were sent out by him, reaching the Great Sun Sword Sect and the fellow cultivators who were on friendly terms with him.

Sect cultivators are not used to fighting alone!

He was confident that a large number of Nascent Soul Monks would come to kill in a very short period of time, regardless of whatever tricks Immortal Tushan in front of him was playing or what sort of traps had been set up.

The only outcome would surely be a collective slaughter by many Nascent Souls until death, with no possibility of escape!

This here, is the core heartland of the Great Sun Sword Sect!

Any foreign Nascent Soul who shows up, who expresses hostility, is destined to die without a doubt, with no escape in sight!

Because within the Sword Sect, there are no shortage of experts proficient in tracking techniques or masters of escape techniques, and let alone lacking flying boats for chasing down enemies — the fourth-order top-level Skycruisers. Powered by multiple Nascent Soul Immortals, their terrifying speed can reach horrendous levels.

The thoughts of Immortal Burning Bone fluctuated, as his intent to kill became chillingly cold.

However, in the next moment, his expression changed slightly.

No response,

His call for help brought no response at all.

Even the emergency call for help ”One Thought, Thousands of Miles” used in the sect’s battlefield was futile; not a single message from the sect came, instructing him to hold position, escape, engage the enemy, or wait for support.

The opponent was well-prepared!

Immortal Burning Bone’s heart tightened, and he sensed a grave heaviness, smelling the scent of danger.

”Fellow Daoist Tushan, did we have any grievances in the past?”

Immortal Burning Bone constantly changed his communication methods, involving secret techniques of space, Divine Soul, and Sword Dao, forcing a slight smile on his face, ”If there are any, better to speak them outright.”

”It’s better to dissolve enmities than to foster them, to avoid the discontentment of dozens of Nascent Soul Immortals within the Great Sun Sword Sect, which would lead to turmoil — just when the Northern Plains had started to settle down, chaos would rise once again.”

”It’s fine for us, but if countless lives are lost because of this, and their paths are cut off, then this is our sin.”

He took a very low stance, even willing to offer compensation despite being the target of an attack, subtly threatening with the prestige of the Great Sun Sword Sect and the well-being of all under heaven, considering every aspect.

The concessions were great; he was reluctant to fight in a battlefield calculated and laid out by someone else, regardless of not actually having much fear, with his battle experience being extremely shrewd.

”Immortal Burning Bone,”

”Those who excavate the roots of the Sword Dao must die.”

Jiang Ding said softly, drawing his sword.

”Since you are unwilling to end your own life, then let me escort you on your journey.”

”Excavating the roots of the Sword Dao?”

Immortal Burning Bone’s heart skipped a beat.

Despite all his planning,

he had never imagined that a Nascent Soul Immortal he had never met would come to assassinate him for such a ludicrous reason.

It was utterly unreasonable!

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, the sword was drawn.

A terrifying Sword Intent of Destruction descended, obliterating the spirit—the Sword Intent spread in all directions, falling into the Sea of Consciousness of the enemy, booming loudly, shaking the Sea of Consciousness, and in a flash built a twisted and winding spatial expressway between Immortal Burning Bone’s Divine Soul and his Flying Sword, creating the shortest distance through space.

In the sky filled with thunderous light, a Blue-Gold Flying Sword vanished from sight.

”This is...”

”Sword, Qi, Thunder, Sound!”

Immortal Burning Bone, horrified to his core, felt a chill on his scalp.