Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Within the Xianmen Sect, there was a similar theory, if the environment was optimal, it could lead to the birth of a multitude of geniuses and powerhouses, ultimately competing to emerge as the strongest, with the potential to lead a land of outstanding talents and sweep all directions.

Now, these Taoist disciples had forcibly created a Man-made Dungeon to worship a myriad of dragons!

”These Spell Satellites are such a nuisance,”

the Xuanwu Daoist looked up at the sky and said, feeling as uncomfortable as if thousands of ants were crawling over his body.

The Yin Yang Void Realm was a world round in heaven and square in earth.

Now, in a region at the very top of ’Heaven’s Round’, hundreds of Spell Satellites radiating strong magical fluctuations patrolled there, incessantly casting a wide range of super-sweeping magic over and over again, scouring everything on the great land.

Futhermore, at this very moment in the sky, a meteor rose upwards, joining the grand formation of stars, enhancing the aura of the Spell Satellite Formation somewhat, causing many Spell Satellites to begin to diffuse outward, detecting even more far-flung areas.

Given several more years, the entire Yin and Yang Void would be enveloped.

If it were in the wars of the past, many Cultivators from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace would have already gone up to fight and would not stop until they had destroyed these Spell Satellites, which wasn’t too difficult, as these Spell Satellites were quite fragile.

But now, they could only endure stoically.

”Xuanwu, bear with it,”

Shadow Demon sighed, ”You can still hide individually, but without the help of puppets, I would have already been locked onto by the Spell Satellites, unable to escape.”

”The Eastern Devil School, clearly only adept at group combat, why could the Great Sun Swordsman have been born there?”

”Indeed...”

The surrounding Taoist disciples felt a shared sentiment.

Boom!

Boom... Boom...

Dozens of days later, at the center of the worship of myriad dragons, accompanied by dragons’ roars and the turbulence of the Earth Vein and mountains, an aura as vast as a mountain range and of Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi appeared, its heavy presence spreading in all directions, making even Nascent Soul Monks suffocate.

The Nine Great Daoists’ eyes lit up.

”Hongmeng Xuanhuang Mother Qi... the foundation of a realm, something even a Master of Refining Nothingness cannot extract, only born in a world on the brink of life and nonexistence...”

An Tuzi yearned.

Around the Taoist disciples, there were subtle glances of hostility.

Despite prior agreements on who would go first or last, whether those agreements would be honored at this time was still a question, because the longer they waited, the less likely it was... after all, this was something that could aid in breaking through Refining Nothingness!

”Again...”

Suddenly, the expressions of all Nine Great Daoists changed in unison.

Boom!

A Great Sun rose!

Visions of towering ancient trees spread in all directions, and a world’s phantom filled with nascent and vanishing Sword Intent appeared from all around, with multiple strands of Sword Intent collectively guarding the center’s Destructive Great Sun, layer upon layer of increasing amplification and support, emanating a stronger aura of Destruction, Annihilation, and Forbidden Law, shining in all directions.

”Fellow Daoists,”

”What say you now?”

Jiang Ding stood on the Super Warship Great Sun, as one thousand and twenty-four Dyson Mirror Drones unfolded around, absorbing endless light, dazzling beyond compare.

”Fellow Daoists, I am not a person of unreasonable force.”

”Consider one of two choices,”

Jiang Ding spoke calmly, ”One, you and I fight a battle, life and death determined by fate.

Let me be frank, the Fourth Order Forbidden Nuclear Weapons on the Spell Satellite’s orbit have already targeted this location, your chance of victory is less than before.”

”The other option, give me the secret technique for this thing, I need it,”

Jiang Ding looked at the heavy aura of Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi among the myriad dragons.

In the Sword Realm Prototype, a sudden surge of greedy and yearning feelings transmitted out, so clear, so distinct, but like facing food not yet cooked, it hesitated with a faint sense of fear, afraid of falling apart if it were to swallow it whole.

”Or, you continue to flee, never stopping; I admit, it’s indeed helpless.”

Jiang Ding quietly looked at them.