Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding’s gaze was calm.

He spread out the Blood-Colored Sword Domain, his Divine Sense and Sword Intent landed on the Moye Family’s Formation Method that was stirred into existence by an external force, continuously calculating the Formation Method nodes in his mind.

”Who?”

”Who dares to offend my Moye Family?!”

At the moment of the external invasion, dozens of General Stage Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivators of Moye Sky soared into the air. They formed a Formation by themselves and joined forces with over a hundred thousand clanspeople to create an Army Formation, with no one, young or old, women or children, excluded.

It was indeed a case of all being as one in the military, with the weakest Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivator being at the cultivate Qi stage, naturally a combat race.

All the General Stage Cultivators of the Moye Family were staring fixedly at that Blood Cloud, that unfamiliar King Stage powerhouse.

Upon seeing that his face did not belong to a king of the Horned Demon Empire, all the Horned Demon Generals simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief and unconsciously displayed a condescending attitude.

”Blood River King,”

”What are you doing here instead of serving under Yanliu Imperial Child? Quick, leave, or don’t blame me for reporting to our ancestor.”

A peak General Stage Horned Demon Imperial Clan elder, with vine-like patterns on his single horn, scolded from a high position.

A General Stage, berating a king.

Yet everyone around him did not find anything amiss; many Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivators were even itching to try, with the impulse to initiate an attack and surround and kill the Slave Clan King.

This is the intrinsic confidence of a Domain Ruler Race over the Slave Clans that they govern.

Throughout history, it was not rare for the Horned Demon Imperial Clan to have many General Stages commanding hundreds of thousands of clanspeople to form a massive Army Formation capable of overpowering and killing Slave Clan Kings.

Although Slave Clan Kings are indeed called kings, they cannot compare to kings of the Horned Demon Empire; their foundations are far too insubstantial, their inheritances incomplete, often lacking genuine King Stage strength, thus being called false kings.

”You are… Chief Mo Ye Wu?”

Jiang Ding recognized the Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivator at the peak of General Stage who had spoken, expressing with some realization.

Blood River King had spent a lot of time with the clan chief of the Moye Family because he was previously in charge of managing the taxation of the Flame Stone Family, tasked with overseeing the production of the Demon Poison Spirit Fruit in the Magic Vine Minor Realm.

In this regard, the Flame Stone Family trusted their servants more than their own clan members.

In past interactions, although Blood River King was a king, he was subservient and obsequious to Mo Ye Wu. Aside from matters involving the Flame Stone Family’s taxation, he would tolerate everything else as much as he could, and when he could no longer tolerate, he would grit his teeth, swallow his grievances and continue to bear it.

That is the duty of a servant.

Even the Flame Stone Family, while placing great importance on their taxation, would not wish for a servant who bullied cultivators from an Emperor Clan.

”Enough with the nonsense!”

”Blood River King, are you going to leave or not?”

Mo Ye Wu’s hair and beard were wild as he shouted coldly: ”If you do not leave, today, you shall die here!”

”Indeed, indeed.”

”It’s no wonder you’re Sir Mo Ye Wu, vigorous in ageing years, truly domineering.”

Jiang Ding wasn’t angry, instead, he praised him.

These Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivators had a sort of beautifully clear and absolute foolishness about them.

”Blood River King,”

”Since you seek death, then I, the elder, will send you on your way!”

Mo Ye Wu stopped showing mercy, and with a cold shout, he activated the Clan Protection Formation.

Crack!

Boom!

The Moye Family’s sky-dome-like giant leaves suddenly parted, each forming one of thirty-six massive dark green Heavenly Sabers, wielded by Mo Ye Wu and other warriors in the formation, slashing towards the Blood-robed Taoist in the sky.

Mo Ye Sky Thousand-Kill Formation!

This was the Moye Family’s Clan-Protecting Great Formation, and also their Army Formation, inherited from the bygone era of the ancient Great Emperor.