Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

In the moment his words fell, the main cannons of more than a dozen Iron Fortresses, along with the magic-based main cannons of several hundred Air-Space Motherships, thundered simultaneously. The terrifying fluctuations of magic seeped into their Sea of Consciousness, creating a booming sound, shaking every cultivator’s Sea of Consciousness to its core, their vision filled with dazzling white light.

After a long while, they recovered.

”Report, the Divinity Transformation target has been killed, three Nascent Soul targets survived and are now fleeing in Nascent Soul form.”

”Requesting permission for another bombardment.”

Forceful reports kept emerging within the Sea of Consciousness of the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, who broadcasted them aloud to show his junior, as if teaching.

”Permission granted, carry out a second bombardment immediately.”

”Yes!”

Boom!

This time, thirty Air-Space Motherships fired their main cannons in unison, utilizing the vast Army Formation to break open the realm barriers, penetrating the realm, and killing the three frantically fleeing Nascent Souls.

”Continue.”

Without pausing, the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch went on: ”Bombard all suspicious areas, any possible cultivator-inhabited areas, ten times each.”

”Don’t worry about wasting resources; the fortune accumulated over so many years is meant for moments like this.”

”Yes!”

Boom!

Boom!

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The Iron Fortresses and Air-Space Motherships led successive volleys, bombarding each suspicious location repeatedly until there were no longer any signs of Nascent Souls or higher-stage cultivators.

Yet, the Array Pillars symbolic of the Xuanwu tiangong’s rule over the Small World remained undamaged, still standing tall.

”Such is the unique nature of a Small World,”

the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch pointed at these Array Pillars and said: ”Beyond the realm barriers, our bombardment can shatter mountains, blow open rivers, but it cannot change the flow of ley lines and Spiritual Energy, for these are the pulses of a Minor Thousand World. One can only enter with landing troops and enact change from within.”

”This is something not even Masters of Refining Nothingness can violate.”

”Perhaps, only those of a higher tier, whose ’status’ is equivalent to a world, or even surpasses a world—a True Immortal—could achieve that.”

Jiang Ding nodded his head.

”Jiang Ding!”

”Commander of the Northern Army’s Air-Space Troops!”

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, holding up a cup of tea, solemnly said: ”The Air-Space Troops are ready for the landing. Begin the operation. Please, ensure that you return in triumph.”

”Yes! Supreme Commander, sir!”

Jiang Ding saluted, his body merging with the Taiqing Flying Sword, tearing through space, and entering a breach in the realm barrier that had appeared amidst continuous bombardment.

Trailing behind him, countless warships and Air-Space war machines formed dark clouds resembling a military formation, cold and silent, following that streak of bluegold Sword Escape Light, flying into the realm.