Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding and his Flying Sword, along with an entire Starry Sky Unmanned Special Corps, were sent flying by a single palm strike, their bones shattered, and warships and fighters exploded in succession.

”…Imperial Realm…”

Jiang Ding barely managed to prop himself up with his sword, his chest drenched in blood, and he couldn’t help but feel a shock of terror.

He looked at his sword.

It was bent.

The blade had a thirty-degree curve; even an almost-Emperor-ranked weapon was not enough. Under the power of a Great Emperor, it would be damaged instantly, simply unable to withstand the force.

”How do you possess the power of a Sub-Emperor?”

A Flame Giant descended, landing before the Yanliu Imperial Child, and asked slowly.

A great suppressive force filled the surroundings, the fire-attributed Spiritual Energy exceptionally restless, cheering as if welcoming the ruler of the Flame Dao, eagerly pledging loyalty to it.

The body of this Flame Giant was even more terrifying, formed from strands of divine fire from heaven and earth. He had refined his body for tens of thousands of years, turning it into a body made of Flame Divine Metal, indestructible and immortal, where a single drop of his blood could collapse the starry sky, suppress billions of beings, and form an eternal abyss of flames.

”Father!”

”Father, father, you’ve finally come…”

The Yanliu Imperial Child sobbed loudly, having found a lifeline in a desperate situation, grabbing onto the legs of the Flame Stone Great Emperor, wailing incessantly, recounting all the great grievances he had suffered.

The Flame Stone Great Emperor frowned.

He disliked his son’s weakness, yet he did not show it at this moment; instead, he planned in his heart how to temper him in the future, unwilling to let it continue this way.

However, deep down, he felt somewhat sympathetic.

If he had encountered a Sub-Emperor during his time as an Emperor’s son, while he was still at the rank of a cultivator, he too would probably have felt such despair. The difference in strength was too vast, and no matter how calm or composed, defeat would still be inevitable, utterly pointless.

”Father!”

”Capture him, I want to use the Imperial Fire to torment him for eternity, I want to flay and dismantle his bones, I want to slowly burn his head with soul flames...”

The Yanliu Imperial Child’s emotions stabilized slightly, and he immediately became revengeful, pointing at the Blood-robed Taoist and howling fiercely.

Never before had he experienced such humiliation!

To be pushed to such a state by a servant, even kneeling and begging for mercy was futile as he was still mercilessly slaughtered!

This almost completely shattered his self-esteem, a humiliation that he could never forget for all eternity.

The Flame Stone Great Emperor slightly furrowed his brows.

The voice of the Yanliu Imperial Child abruptly halted, forcibly cut off.

This incessant and grudgeful cursing behavior truly displeased the Great Emperor, who would have preferred if the Yanliu Imperial Child immediately took out his Green Flame Spear and charged into battle.

What was the point of cursing with words?

This showed that his courage had been utterly defeated; he only wished to rely on the strength of others, no longer daring to act on his own, his fighting spirit fractured and his Dao Heart infested by his Internal Demon.

”Blood River King?”

”Have you obtained the Ancient God Dao Secret Cache?”

The Flame Stone Great Emperor turned to the Blood-robed Taoist and asked.

His gaze passed over the numerous warships and fighters behind this servant. Those exquisite creations, those intricate and complex army formations, could not possibly be the work of a Loose Cultivator, no matter how talented, as they were not feats a cultivator could achieve.

”What do you think?”

”Hahaha…”

Yet Jiang Ding showed no fear, his hand on the hilt of his sword, laughing wildly: ”Your Imperial Highness Flame Stone, it’s our first meeting, and I have a sword strike for you!”

”I hope you will appreciate it.”

”Please don’t be too careless, extend to me some small measure of respect.”

”Because this sword strike, is the result of a glimpse into Immortal Techniques, the culmination of nearly my whole life’s wisdom in Sword Dao.”

Clang!

In Jiang Ding’s hand, the already-twisted Taiqing Flying Sword slowly unsheathed.