Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Boom!

Rumble!

In the starry sky, warships roared, mothership clusters executed bombardments, and structures like Immortal Sect’s pavilions, immortal mountains, and Big Trees fired broad-ranging magic that inundated the military formations of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

It was a slaughter!

The army formations that the Horned Demon Imperial Clan took pride in were reaped like straw by the Daoist Soldier Troop of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, well outside the reach of their attacks, dying en masse.

Subsequently, the Nine Great Immortal Sects penetrated the Magic Vine Minor Realm, eradicating every enclave of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan’s formations, leaving no stone unturned.

The cultivators of all races within the Minor Thousand World once again abandoned their former masters, respectfully bowing and paying homage to the new victors.

Not a single Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivator could escape.

Not a single one.

Whether hiding deep underground, in the dead silent starry sky, or disguised as beings of the Slave Clans like the Fox Tribe or Wood Demon Clan, it was all in vain; blood-stained battlefields crave blood, leading to the enemies.

The battlefield, set up by the Horned Demon Imperial Clan themselves, intending to once again slaughter the alien Human Race like the Skull Blood Vine Demon Clan, became the very burial ground of their own race.

The countless elites within the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, those expected to become Great Emperors or ancient Princes and Emperors, all perished here.

Who knows how long passed.

Boom!

With a coordinated fleet-level volley led by an Air-Space Mothership from the Immortal Sect, the last surviving indestructible body of a Horned Demon Imperial Clan ruler burst into a cloud of ash, with not even the Divine Soul able to escape a shred.

This was the last surviving Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivator on the bloodstained battlefield.

His death symbolized the total annihilation of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

”Equality...”

In the void, such a vague and distant voice could be heard.

Then, in a corner of the blood-drenched battlefield, amidst the silent and pitch-black starry sky, a dazzling array of Spatial Runes bloomed, and over tens of thousands of miles, a vast expanse of Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivators appeared again.

Some stood upright with complete armor and exquisite weapons, with chilling Military Formation Runes—it was clear they were a disciplined army;

Others appeared bewildered, pale-faced, seemingly having participated in the Harmonization Formation of the Ancestor Realm and the Horned Devil Realm, having poured too much mana and vigor into it, unknowingly transported here;

Some were evidently women and children, with female cultivators of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan even in the midst of nursing…

The number of these Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivators was nine million!

For a race with a total population barely numbering in the hundreds of millions, where everyone was a soldier and at least at the Qi Practitioner level, they seemed numerous, but in the racial war, these numbers were no longer sufficient; a single total defeat had already started the draft of the old, the weak, women, and children.

These newly emerged Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivators looked around at the emptiness of space, their faces instantly ashen.

”Emperor’s Son!”

”Ancient Emperor’s Son, Ancient Ruler...”

Holding a glimmer of hope, the newly arrived powerhouses of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan sent transmissions time and again into the void, hoping for even the slightest response, unwilling to believe the outcome that emerged in their hearts.

However, there was no response.

A heavy sinking feeling settled in the hearts of many Horned Demon Imperial Clan powerhouses, their bodies turning ice-cold, involuntarily shaking.

...

The ten Heavenly Calculator Daoist disciples all looked towards Jiang Ding simultaneously.

The Horned Demon Imperial Clan was a warrior race.

Even the weakest Qi Practitioner possessed an innate talent for Army Formations and underwent numerous Army Formations drills throughout their growth—a tradition of the race where military and civilians were no different, it isn’t to say that civilians knew nothing.

In many a Minor Thousand World, slaughtering and suppressing Slave Clans is a task undertaken by the military formations of the ordinary civilians of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.