Chapter 742: Fleet Broadside Barrage, Ten Thousand Li Reduced to Ash

Southern Di Ci Gao Jie.

Here stands a high mountain, green-black as iron, hundreds of thousands of meters tall, piercing straight into the clouds; its name is Shenshan. Surrounding it, clouds and mist curl, and Di Ci Gao Jie spiritual light steams upward, making it a precious place for cultivating the Magnetic Origin.

Within ten thousand li all around, thirty-six Liu Gen Ding Gao Jie heavenly pillars pierce the sky, each standing atop one of thirty-six immortal-favored sacred mountains. Each is encircled by Jin Chong Guang formation patterns, guarded by an army of tens of thousands of cultivators, symbolizing Brother Brother Xuanwu's rule over this realm.

At the mountain's peak, a man and a woman sit facing each other.

The man is handsome and majestic, with a burning Huo Yan Yin mark between his brows; he is a lineage disciple, the Fire King among the Ten Kings of the Heavenly Palace.

The woman is enchanting and captivating, delicate and weak, with sorrow often lingering between her brows and eyes, making one's heart ache; her name is the Rain King.

This is, unmistakably, a formation covering ten thousand li!

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Even a Golden Core Master Dinghai Zhenjun would feel small before such a formation, fear stirring in the heart.

These two are both the most top-tier cultivators beneath the Candidate Daozi of the Brother Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace; now, looking at each other, they remain silent.

Under the influence of the thirty-six Liu Gen Ding Gao Jie heavenly pillars, firelight rises on one side, magma surges, forming the Yang aspect of the Taiji; elsewhere, rain falls in drops, dark clouds gather thick, turning into a ten-thousand-li marshland, the Yin aspect of the Taiji.

Naval guns shatter the Feng Shui dragons, blasting toward the earth; a barrage of guns destroys the formation nodes of each Liu Gen Ding Gao Jie heavenly pillar one by one. Within those formations, the cultivators inside are instantly annihilated into ash, leaving not a single trace.

Before such an ultra-large-scale formation, before an army of hundreds of thousands from the Brother Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, his solitary strength cannot destroy it; at best, he can only attempt to chip away at it, grinding down this formation bit by bit over many years.

Boom!

"Open fire!"

Yet, under the covering bombardment of the Immortal Gate's star-fleet, it shattered.

To the left, across thousands of li, countless volcanoes erupted, spewing magma; dragon-like rivers of magma roared forth, blotting out the sky and sun. Each magma fire dragon carried a terrifying aura equivalent to a late-stage Golden Core.

The Great Sun Sword Disciple of the Eastern Extreme Dongji Dongji Mo Men is surely far inferior. We shall join forces and surround and kill him together. If we succeed, we succeed; if we fail, we die. Where is there room for so much twisting and turning!"

After a long while, the Fire King spoke slowly: "Jia is dead, died like a dog in the hands of the Great Sun Sword Disciple. Even with twelve hundred Mao Shen guards, it was useless."

The Rain King sighed lightly: "He cannot leave the Eastern Sea. Do not be fooled by how confident his words sound, claiming 'with me, no enemy; the realm is undefeated,' but... after all, this is the Great Sun Sword Disciple."

"Open fire!"

Teacher Ouyang Hui shouted sternly.

"Fire!"

In these beam cannons, the deities within the light number forty-eight!

Boom!

With a single sound, forty-eight army groups, thousands of warships, and hundreds of thousands of sky-space fighters roared in unison.

Through shattered space, amidst lightning and thunder, a hazy steel fleet appeared, its form blurred, as if separated by countless layers of glass, impossible to see clearly.

"There's no time to worry about that!"

This formation was likely originally commanded by a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun; it was sufficient to withstand the siege of more than ten peer-level Soul Transformation Tianjuns without defeat, and could even counter-kill.

The Fire King growled low.

At this moment, as if sensing something, he looked toward the direction of the two Kings.

"Why does he think the two of us can hold him off?"

To the right, wild winds rose, storm and rain raged; dragons of wind and rain surged forth from the thunder and dark clouds, snarling ferociously, charging to slaughter the steel fleet that had broken into the formation.

The Fire King and the Rain King's pupils contracted; they looked at the formation's projection.

"No, I must go to the Eastern Sea!"

In a single breath, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth within a thousand-li range roared toward them. Under the molding of the military formation's field, beams of light crisscrossed, folded, and deformed, forming a beautiful and exquisite magical whole: beam cannons each tens of kilometers wide.

"Yes!"

This was so beautiful it stole one's breath, like a deity within the light.

Headquarters, Army Department, Army Group Headquarters!

The Fire King roared in a low voice: "When the Great Sun Sword Disciple of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion swept through the realm back then, which time did it not take eight Candidate Daozi attacking simultaneously just to hold out?"

"Because he cultivates the 'Bi Xi Eight Trigrams Wuji Sutra,' which places the utmost importance on deduction and heavenly secrets. The more techniques the Great Sun Sword Disciple reveals, the more confident he is in achieving victory."

He raged in a near-irrational fury, yet never once mentioned fleeing the battlefield or surrendering to the Eastern Extreme Dongji Dongji Mo Men, knowing the consequences thereof.

"Foolish!"

"Scoundrel!"

"Advance."

"All show, no substance."

"Great Sun..."

Teacher Ouyang Hui commanded the army, repeatedly scanning the ten-thousand-li formation with the army-group cluster's spirit-substance radar formation for a long time, then judged: "Commander, please enter the formation. The Immortal Gate's fleet can bombard it to destruction."

Immediately, the Fire King's face twisted with anger. He reactivated the surveillance formation, staring at the opposite side with a face full of killing intent. One by one, the Liu Gen Ding Gao Jie heavenly pillars under his control lit up; his subordinate troops obeyed the command, all activating their formations, their killing intent surging toward the heavens.

The Fire King and the Rain King's hearts skipped a beat; instinctively, they shut down the surveillance formation.

Within ten thousand li, half the territory saw patches of firelight rise, their range far exceeding the casting range of a Golden Core Master Dinghai Zhenjun, approaching the boundary of a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun, terrifying beyond measure.

In a single breath, the hazy space shattered.

Jiang Ding murmured to himself, gazing at the ten-thousand-li expanse of land before him.

"Looks very dangerous..."

Suddenly, from ten thousand li away, a tremendous boom erupted. Space exploded with terrifying turbulence; rivers of water rolled backward, the earth tore apart, the sky shattered, and scenes of lightning and thunder occurred incessantly.

This is the name of this formation, derived from the Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun of the Brother Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace stationed here. Although now damaged, it remains terrifyingly boundless, sufficient to instantly flatten all Golden Core-level powers in a small realm, with strength to spare.

Boom!

At the center of the fleet's flagship, a youth dressed in the formal uniform of a General of the Eastern Extreme Dongji Dongji Mo Men's sky-space forces stood silently in the void.

Around him, a heavy atmosphere spread.

It has not reached the level of Soul Transformation, and the one controlling the main array lacks sufficient strength.

As soon as they entered, the previously calm celestial phenomena abruptly changed.

"He's just scared—this is all just an excuse!"

Forty-eight squadrons of the Sky Division fleets slowly entered the ten-thousand-li range formed by the thirty-six heavenly pillars of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace array.

"Chongyuanzi, the Dao Heir… he still refuses to come?"

"Geographical advantage is crucial to him—he will not abandon it for anything."

The Rain King gave a bleak smile and said nothing more.

"Fire!"

Hu hu hu…

The Fire King snarled: "If Chongyuanzi dares kill me, I'll fight him to the death…"

"…"

In his heart, there were many regrets.

Boom!

Boom—!

As if arriving at the end of the world, the sky over tens of thousands of kilometers trembled incessantly, detected by Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace array and projected before the two of them.

"Then why not let you and me also withdraw our elite troops back to the Eastern Sea?!"

The Rain King said bleakly: "Our lives, and those of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, mean nothing to him."

"Damn bastard!"

Layer upon layer, overlapping and interwoven.

The Fire King revealed a trace of murderous aura.

"Here it comes…"

"Sister doesn't know…"

The power within is not dispersed—each fighter's main cannon, under the influence of the military formation's array patterns, converges toward the regimental flagship; the flagship's main cannon's power further converges toward the divisional main cannon…

Teacher Ouyang Hui saluted.

"He possesses a Water Dao Body."

One by one, steel fleets emerged from shattered space; the military formation's field spread outward, releasing a heavy pressure that rippled in all directions, calming nearby lightning and thunder, smoothing spatial ripples, stilling the churning earth and reversing rivers.

"Even if…"

The Great Array of Water, Fire, Mountains, and Rivers, Yin-Yang Boundary!

The Northern Sky Division fired in unison; the heavens and earth over ten thousand li trembled violently, radiant light blazing—the magma dragon and storm dragon formed by the ten-thousand-li pillar array both cried out in anguish, their bodies shattering, water and fire annihilating each other.

Teacher Ouyang Hui shouted loudly.

Boom!

Boom—! Boom—!

It was not over—the Northern Sky Division fired in unison again and again.

"You—come!"

The once-immortal sacred mountains vanished into smoke and clouds, replaced by a deep, glassy valley.

Hundreds of thousands of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace cultivators were reduced to ashes.

(End of Chapter)