Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

She keenly noticed that their Dari Swordsman had returned to normal, entering a stable phase, and she breathed a sigh of relief, daring to joke now.

”Thank you for your concern.”

Jiang Ding was somewhat embarrassed.

During the battle where he burned his essence, the Electromagnetic Stealth Robe, his Third-Rank Top-Grade Magic Treasure companion for many years, was completely shattered; he was nearly naked.

Fortunately, his skin was all burned off, so it wasn’t considered indecent.

After exchanging a few words, the two quickly got to the point.

”Commander, currently, the remaining enemies within the Spirit Fire Realm have been almost entirely cleared, and the damaged boundary formations, both land-based and space-based ship cannons, have all been repaired.

The fleet is on standby 24 hours, ensuring the security of the Spirit Fire Realm’s Boundary Formation, affecting neither the Outer Realm’s Starry Sky Army Formation nor the operation of formation methods.”

”In the case that the seven Great Daoists all failed, the possibility of an accident occurring is very small.”

Ouyang Hui said excitedly.

Jiang Ding was also pleased.

Thereafter, their expressions turned solemn again.

”We’ve done everything we possibly could to the utmost; there’s no more to be done.”

Ouyang Hui looked towards the sky:

”Next, we can only rely on the seniors from beyond the realm. I’ve already reached out to the higher echelons of the troops. When necessary, we can also join the Starry Sky Army Formation to contribute what we can as instructors,” she said.

”Just don’t let us die by the hands of the Masters of Refining Nothingness after the overall situation has been settled.”

”If we must fail, please let us die on the battlefield.”

”Naturally.”

Jiang Ding replied calmly.

In the Outer Realm’s Starry Sky Battlefield,

the two armies were still in a standoff.

The Nine Great Immortal Sects’ landing operation had failed; they had no choice but a direct assault, with no other cunning tactics available.

Undoubtedly, if the eight Masters of Refining Nothingness were willing to fight to the death, taking the risk of falling, they could achieve this.

At that time, the Eight Great Immortal Sects would completely dominate this domain.

Those who fear death die; those who do not, do not.

The eight Great Experts wholeheartedly disregarding casualties, closely cooperating with one another, ’I, for others and others for me,’ could unleash immense power. Perhaps not a single one would die, accomplishing their strategic objectives.

In the misty starry sky,

under the illumination of the Taiyin Divine Light.

Eight breaths as vast as planets, terrifying yet as eternal as stars, having survived tens of thousands of years, still exist, watching the cycle of heaven and earth, the birth, aging, sickness, and death of all beings, the day-after-day repetitive cycle.

The branches and leaves of Heaven Green God Tree’s phantom swayed, cleansing the Star River.

A delicate jade hand parted the azure green foliage, reaching into the Star River, like touching the cool water flowing by a village’s creek.

Moments later,

she fished out a withered, yellow-leaved branch devoid of any green, holding it in her palm.

She carefully evaluated the yellowed branch.

Long time passed without her speaking.

”The juniors dare to fight to death, are in battle, have battled to the death, while we hesitate, indecisively, it’s really...”

A sigh of Space Spirit echoed through the Star River.