Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

This instant prompted a panic among the ranks of the northern Air Space army, and captives were no longer a concern as the fleet flew in formation, deploying expansively in layers around him, tightly wrapped.

Only after confirming he was unharmed did they silently dispatch a fraction of the fleet to clean up the battlefield, while making every effort to suppress the sounds emitted by the thrusters of the warships and war machines, eliminating all other noises.

The vast landscape became eerily silent; there was none of the sounds of insects chirping, the wind blowing, waves crashing, demon beasts fighting, or fish swimming -- quieter even than a meditation chamber.

Jiang Ding was oblivious to the outside world.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, myriad thoughts and inspirations underwent drastic changes.

The Great Sun Nascent Soul Art.

Up to this day, Jiang Ding had become a top authority in the Immortal Sword Dao Science, and many low, middle, and high-rank Immortal Sword Path skills, magic, and sword refining materials were either directly created by him or inspired under his influence.

In the realm of Sword Dao, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, Yuan, Canghai Heavenly Monarch, and others were not even close to him.

Different professions, different research directions.

They could only provide many peripheral helps, like calculating the variability of Spiritual Energy in some research processes, or verifying if the structure of some secret technique or magic was complete, and so forth.

These seniors, strong in power and unfathomable in their Immortal Research capabilities, were also willing to spare precious cultivation time in exchange for Library Points to help.

As long as you can turn your Sword Dao problems into mathematical problems, physical issues, they can solve them for you.

But if you can’t make this transformation, they can’t do anything either.

These transformations were primarily being handled by Jiang Ding and a large number of adult Swordsman Cultivators from the Sword Dao Department, the ’strategy’ of the Adult Sword Dao Department, continuously explored as long as the department was not disbanded.

But limited by the low cultivation base of the students in the Adult Sword Dao Department, with the highest only at the peak of Foundation Building, more than 80% of the transformation work was being done by Jiang Ding alone.

At this moment, countless thoughts and inspirations surged like a tide, conquering one previously difficult problem after another, transforming them into problems of Immortal physics, Immortal mathematics, or even if unable to transform, there was now a clear direction.

Jiang Ding didn’t dwell on the details; after a bit of thought, he recorded the results and moved on to ponder another problem.

In this state of tidal wave-like inspiration, almost like an epiphany, he was like a Heavenly God descended to earth, the once difficult problems that stood before his path like mountains were now cut down one by one with a snap of his fingers.

It was unclear how much time had passed,

Perhaps a long time,

Or perhaps just a moment.

In any case, his Sea of Consciousness experienced vast changes in Divine Sense data.

After a while,

The inspirations that surged like a tide began to ebb away ceaselessly.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, his breath faint, his Divine Soul greatly depleted, ten times more than the exhaustion from battling the Xuanwu Daoist, yet his eyes were lively, bright like the stars.

”Infant Formation secret art, it’s been shortened...”

”Shortened by nine hundred twenty-three years!”

”By comprehensive calculation, it will take no more than a thousand years, and I can develop the Great Sun Nascent Soul Art!”

”Taoist disciples, Taoist disciples, Taoist disciples...”

”Beautiful, healthy, attractive, noble, lively, compassionate Taoist disciples!”

Jiang Ding’s emotions surged as all the beautiful words tumbled over themselves, stacking upon the title of Taoist disciples, unable to contain his excitement.

”This is only Zhong Yuanzi at nine hundred ninety-eight... oh, no, it’s just one Zhong Yuanzi.”

”If... there were more, I dare not even imagine!”

Jiang Ding longed earnestly.

Now, he understood the madness of past generations of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s Grest Sun Swordsmen for the Immortal Sect disciples.

Compared to them, what are Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, what is shocking destiny, Immortal Pills, Immortal elixirs, they are all but trifles.