Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Yuan proudly boasted for a moment, then asked: ”I want to ask, do you have a plan for me and Mom to enter a suspended animation awaiting the Golden Era again? If you do, we should prepare.”

Lin Wanqiu also looked over simultaneously, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Eight Tribulation Venerable Life Energy three million.

However, for the Human Emperor, this is still a very brief period, more than half has already passed.

She remains attached to the human world, wanting to spend time with her son, accompany him, ensuring he’s not alone in this world.

”Golden Era...”

Jiang Ding fell silent, looked into the distance, not immediately responding.

After a long time,

she glanced at her mother and sister, slightly saddened, her voice somewhat somber: ”No need, Mom.”

”Even constructing the Resting Place, only top-tier Quasi-Emperor Ninth Heaven Cultivators can enter suspension; lower Cultivators’ suspension holds no meaning, it’s not a suspension of tens or even a hundred million years, but a sleep of at least billions of years, unless using Immortal Material to seal...this holds no meaning.”

”Golden Era, if I die in battle, naturally I’d die without a burial place, the family united.”

”If I achieve complete victory, become an Immortal...”

Jiang Ding paused in his speech: ”Reversing time, resurrecting beings from memory, it’s just a flick of a finger.”

”So, Mom, Sister, don’t worry about the Resting Place, just live every day of the present, don’t fret, the Immortal of the future can accomplish everything.”

There was a brief sound of inhaling around.

Immortal?

Become an Immortal?

Immortal, synonymous with everything, can reverse time, be one with the universe.

From the sparse records unearthed thus far, calculated from the universe’s inception, Immortals have never died, regardless of the reason, never completely dead.

”Mom, don’t worry, don’t fear death.”

”Sister, same for you.”

Jiang Ding displayed extreme confidence before his family: ”Perhaps, in many years, what stands before you will be a True God.”

His self-assured demeanor.

”Ha!”

Lin Wanqiu chuckled, patting his head: ”Alright, got it, future Immortal.”

Since young, this guy has always been so conceited.

In the future, let’s wish this little guy can fulfill his aspirations once more.

...

Time gradually passed.

The Human Emperor’s expeditionary army sailed through the starry sky, searching, in such monotonous, dull ages, unknowingly over one hundred seventy thousand years have slipped by.

However, the Human Emperor’s fleet continued its voyage, without discovering a target of significant value.

Finally, on this day, the radar of a starship named Netherworld Star Domain emitted an urgent alert, and the ship spirit of the warship swiftly activated preset programs, and an entire massive Netherworld Star Domain army began to awaken gradually, a grand army formation numbering over a hundred billion started to revive.

Within the radar’s detection range of the star battleship was a blood-red world teeming with countless tentacles.

These pink tentacles flailed chaotically, constantly extracting something extremely vital from the Endless Starry Sky, and within the blood-red world lurked numerous terrifying, bizarre creatures, with immensely high danger levels.