Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 1988 - 1956: Fellow Daoist Vermilion Bird, Please Stay
In the endless starry sky, a terrifying chaos emerged!
The Seven Kills Sword Son and the Sun Divine Son assembled massive armies, engaged in relentless battles, yet did not profoundly reform the fundamental order of the endless starry sky. The Dao Fruit technique still dominated, and many human elites remained brutally oppressed, still in deep distress.
These high and mighty Daoist and Divine Sons needed to win over the Daoist disciples from various places, requiring ready-to-fight Heavenly Human Unity cultivators and all kinds of available soldiers.
How could they possibly destroy the existing order and then spend tens of thousands of years cultivating a new batch of strong individuals?
If they did so, they would face defeat at that time!
The assembled armies of many powerful beings converging in the Golden Crow Star Domain would inevitably cause emptiness in various places, giving the Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators a rare growth opportunity in a thousand years.
The current Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators are not just these hundreds of millions of cultivators from the Fallen Immortal Grand Thousand World Cluster.
At least ten thousand times that terrifying number!
The last millennium of Great Dream Sword Realm data exchange nearly overwhelmed the dream server of the Perishing Immortal Realm’s Great Dream Sword Realm. Many data could only be sealed, awaiting arrival.
The many Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators gradually became the sovereigns of worlds, controlling vast parts of the starry sky.
Many Dao Child level Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators have emerged, becoming forces in the endless starry sky that cannot be ignored, coldly watching the current situation, observing.
Among these Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators, one has even emerged as the strongest, controlling an entire Great Thousand World Cluster!
They are so proud, ambitious, and won’t offer allegiance to anyone, not even to the Great Sun Swordsman.
This is the terrifying variable of the current endless starry sky!
"Now,"
"Is it the time for me to enter the battlefield?"
Jiang Ding asked calmly.
The current research center in the Perishing Immortal Realm, "Seven Emotions and Six Desires Destruction Method Feathering Great Sun Sword Soul Embryo", can no longer handle the cultivation method data transmitted from various places; it’s like ants gnawing at a mountain, unable to complete this work even after millions of years.
Now, there is an urgent need to assemble a new, stronger research team.
Now, it’s necessary to forcibly suppress those newly emerging Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivators, gain their allegiance, organize them orderly, and jointly advance the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao.
The chaotic, observing era has passed; there’s no need to lie dormant anymore.
"Without a doubt, Brother Tushan."
"Now is the best time to enter the battlefield!"
The Joyous Union Holy Maiden took a deep breath.
Vermilion Bird Sword Son and other Daoists around also had blazing eyes; they finally saw hope from this endless dark labor, becoming unable to contain their excitement.
Twenty thousand years!
For over twenty thousand years!
In this unending dark full-load calculation, they have completely changed, almost losing the emotions of living beings.
"Hahaha!"
"Good."
Jiang Ding laughed heartily.
...
Vermilion Bird Star Realm.
A green-clothed youth, who has been lying dormant for countless years, walked slowly towards the Vermilion Bird Great Thousand World, quietly enjoying the scenery along the way, appreciating the continuously gathering army around.
Vermilion Bird Daoist seemed determined to assist the Golden Crow Star Domain and, along with many of this age’s Eight-step Daoists, ally with the Sun Divine Son to extinguish the strongest Seven Kills Sword Son.
Kinsfolk?
Precisely because they are kinsfolk, he knew better the dangers of a swordsman of the same rank.
Jiang Ding arrived outside the Vermilion Bird Great Thousand World, waiting patiently, with no intention of breaking into the clan-protecting formation and fighting against an Eight-step Daoist, willing to wait tens of thousands of years for it.
Now, the awaited outcome has appeared.
A wonderful opportunity for a holy sword fight is about to arrive; the victor will be stronger, showing a more splendid brilliance for the human race, whether living or dying without regret.
...
Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace.
Here, blue and red flames burn year-round, scorching the void and shattering rules, eternal amidst tribulations, making it the most glorious place in this evergreen holy land.
Legend has it, the ancestors of the Vermilion Bird Holy Land were once slaves to the Phoenix, but then, with great chance, immense willpower, and great wisdom, they slew the Eight Tribulations powerhouse of the Phoenix Clan, creating the Vermilion Bird Star Realm for the human race, which earned great merit for the human race.
The legacy of the sages, honoring so far.
In the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace, a noble and majestic woman in a phoenix crown sat on a throne of flames, quietly gazing into the distant void, lost in thought.
"Vermilion Bird, don’t go."
"You are not allowed to go."
Before this majestic and noble woman, another woman with a weak and timid demeanor blocked her path.
This fellow was particularly brave today, persistently advising.
This weak-willed woman racked her brains, using all sorts of methods just to stop the Vermilion Bird, not wanting her to go to the battlefield of the Golden Crow Star Domain and team up with the many Eight-step Daoists to surround and kill the Seven Kills Sword Son.
"Present-day Fusangzi, why are you so annoying?"
"Clearly, the Fusangzi of this generation is quite timid, usually unwilling to come and visit me."
Vermilion Bird said helplessly.
Fusang Holy Land and Vermilion Bird Holy Land had been life-and-death blood allies since ancient times; their cultivation methods complemented each other. When the Vermilion Bird perches on the Fusang Divine Wood, its cultivation speed is faster and its power stronger, enabling it to protect the Fusang Divine Wood; the two sects have a symbiotic, life-and-death relationship.
"Don’t go,"
"Vermilion Bird."
Fusang Saintess looked like she was about to cry: "The Vermilion Bird Holy Land is already annihilated in the future, leaving only one heirloom seed with us. We are bullied every day with no one to protect us."
"Yet you still want to go and die."
"I can’t find anyone to go to the sect’s secret realm to obtain the sect’s Time Treasures, that person, as expected, disappeared long ago, not trustworthy at all."
"Has Vermilion Bird Holy Land been annihilated in the future?"
Vermilion Bird sighed softly.
She wasn’t shocked, clearly already aware.
After a moment of silence.
"Present-day Fusangzi, Fusangzi of this era also advised me, but I refused."
"My destiny can only be in my own hands."
Vermilion Bird slowly said, "To you, this era may be illusory; to us, this is reality, this is life."
"We must find a way to extinguish and kill all present-day Eight-step Daoists."
"Now is an opportunity, to unite with the Sun Divine Son to slay the Seven Kills Sword Son, and then slay the Sun Divine Son, the plan is as such, no matter how difficult, we must proceed."
"This concerns life and death."
"Only by succeeding, by killing all present-day swordsmen of the same rank, can we survive; this inheritance is too dangerous, for any Magic Cultivation indeed."
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; I won’t miss it."
After saying this, Vermilion Bird gently yet resolutely pushed away the Fusang Saintess, firmly rejecting her attempt to follow. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Boom!
The Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace shook incessantly, stirring up blue and red flames that spread across the starry sea, gathering billions of the most elite Vermilion Bird Taoist Soldiers into the palace, flying towards the distant across-the-star-domain transmission array.
"Why..."
The Fusang Saintess was dejected.
She watched the other’s departing figure, just about to leave and find another way, her mouth suddenly forming a circle.
In the next moment, she went wild, desperately flying to a distance.
There, the Vermilion Bird Palace, flying out of the Great Thousand World, crashed into a hazy dream realm, caught in a dream woven over countless years, stopped abruptly, unable to move forward another inch.
There, before the Vermilion Bird Palace, a green-clothed youth, with one hand on his sword hilt, looked at the furious and shocked woman in the phoenix crown.
"Fellow Daoist Vermilion Bird,"
"I am Jiang Ding, having waited long, and ask for your guidance."
The Great Sun Swordsman spoke politely.
