Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1297: Chapter 1265: Why Not Take the Laws of the Xianmen Sect Seriously?

The Xuanhu King stood amidst the starry sky.

His body was as grand as a mountain, harder than ten-thousand-forged Spiritual Gold; each of his tiger whiskers stretched over ten meters long. Born from the ferocious tigers, rulers of the beasts, he had ascended all the way to the Divinity Transformation Stage, weathering countless storms of blood and slaughter.

Even the faintest release of his aura was enough to make billions of living beings quake in terror, causing them to bleed from their orifices and die in fright.

And yet, at this moment, though his form remained enormous and unchanged, he somehow exuded an impression of docile meekness reminiscent of a housecat.

“Fellow Daoist, according to the Immortal Sect Law, a grievous offense involving the massacre of citizens has occurred. You are obligated to cooperate with the investigation, including a review of your Divine Soul.”

Jiang Ding spoke lightly.

“No, Heavenly Monarch!”

“This is my Divine Soul. Even the Immortal Sects cannot…”

The Xuanhu King, visibly shaken, erupted with all his power and Essence Blood, and turned to flee in frenzied desperation.

Buzz!

Instantly, a destructive pressure unfolded across the heavens and earth. The tiger form as massive as a mountain halted mid-stride, frozen completely; his Divine Soul and Mana became rigid and stagnant, ceasing their flow entirely.

His body faltered and stumbled backward uncontrollably. His colossal head bowed low, falling before the green-clothed youth.

“Why,”

“Why is it that people repeatedly fail to uphold the laws of the Immortal Sect?”

Jiang Ding murmured softly, placing his hand lightly upon the Xuanhu King’s forehead: “Compared to the Eight Great Immortal Sects’ decree of ‘The unknown punishment lends immeasurable fear,’ and the whipping, beating, and servitude imposed by the Horned Demon Imperial Clan’s tyranny, how clear and structured the Immortal Sect Law is. Everything is codified, with all situations accounted for and remedies provided—it changes nothing.”

“Every citizen is restrained and protected by the Immortal Sect Law. No one acts savagely, and dignity is preserved for all.”

“Such kindness—why do you not cherish it?”

A terrifying Divine Sense imbued with the Power of the Six Paths’ Order surged into the Xuanhu King’s Divine Soul, utilizing the Immortal Sect’s Soul Searching Secret Technique. The immense Divine Soul and order-infused force, seven times larger than those of peers in the same realm, rendered the Xuanhu King’s resistance fragile as paper, easily torn apart.

Scenes began to flash before Jiang Ding’s eyes.

A black tiger born of the Xianghu Tribe, its growth, the humiliation endured during the reign of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, bowing and scraping, eventually obtaining fortuitous opportunities, experiencing a surge in cultivation, and evolutionary leaps in bloodline… Such events passed swiftly, revealing the Xuanhu King’s life. Among these, there were insights of considerable value even to Nascent Soul Cultivators, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, and Demon Race scriptures.

Jiang Ding completely ignored these, accelerating further, until he arrived at the time over a century ago, when citizens had been massacred.

The Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators’ cunning words, repeated assurances, and guarantees had stoked the Xuanhu King’s greed and ambition—the desire to become a Domain Ruler like the Horned Demon Imperial Clan. The promise of various benefits urged him to risk everything. Yet before he could act, he was already defeated by the deeper foundation of the Magic Rock Clan.

All these were common occurrences, bearing no guilt.

Every person harbors ambition. The Immortal Sect never condemns thoughts, only real and verifiable actions. Thus, everyone’s minds remain free.

Until one particular scene.

Tens of thousands of Immortal Sect citizens were slaughtered in a surprise attack by the Demon Mountain King at a base. The citizens perished one by one at the hands of the monarch, and the Xuanhu King coldly observed from start to finish.

He watched as the last citizen was seized by a talented youth of the Magic Rock Clan, devoured entirely. Amid wails of agony, the citizen was chewed into pulp, even their Divine Soul consumed.

The talented youth of the Magic Rock Clan bore an expression of pure enjoyment.