Chapter 746: Sweeping the Northwest Two Regions, Sword Pointing at the East Sea

"Why so furtive..."

"So cowardly."

Jiang Ding felt too ashamed to watch.

These Sword Intent cultivators were naturally the Sword Intent cultivators from Hua Hua Xiaohua's and the other cohorts in the Immortal Sect.

To this day, the Immortal Sect's Sword Intent cultivators number over ten thousand; they are long past the days of being a freebie for the Immortal Sect's cultivation track. Competition is fierce, with only three hundred ninety enrollment spots per year, ten per university, making up one department.

Of course, this is not the reason current students are participating; it has not come to that.

It was Jiang Ding who applied for an exception to open a channel, allowing adult Sword Dao cultivators of the Immortal Sect to freely choose whether to register for the Realm War.

Even if they do not register, nothing happens; no credits are deducted, no benefits are cut, it depends entirely on personal will.

Jiang Ding believed that while the madness of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was certainly wrong, Sword Dao cultivators still needed a certain degree of war, as this would be more beneficial for their own Dao path.

Therefore, after much consideration, he applied for this opportunity in his capacity as the first Dean of the Cultivation Department of the Immortal Sect.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will become a precedent; adult Cultivation Department cultivators will be able to freely register for war, making it part of their study and life.

In the current organization of the Immortal Sect army, one ground division is paired with one Foundation Establishment Sword Intent sword cultivator, and one Sky-Heaven regiment is paired with one Jin Dan sword cultivator.

They pilot stealth Sky-Heaven fighters and stealth Sky-Heaven warships; their main job is reconnaissance, guiding tank divisions and Sky-Heaven regiments to bomb precise targets.

The latter is currently vacant because there is no second Jin Dan sword cultivator.

"However, this combat method that involves no contact with the opponent at all, directly summoning tanks to bombard the opponent..."

Jiang Ding felt somewhat insecure in his heart, unsure if this was right.

He discovered that compared to sword techniques, Immortal Sect sword cultivators seemed to prefer practicing Sword Escape techniques and concealment spells, elevating the importance of the latter two by a level.

Sword Intent also leans in this direction; what Fire Conceal Sword Intent, Water Conceal Sword Intent, Wind Hiding Sword Intent... hearing these names suggests they are not for frontal combat.

Of course, there are those with frontal combat capabilities, and they are very strong.

They simply tend to concentrate and explode suddenly; after one sword strike, regardless of the opponent's state, how many were injured, or if they died, they retreat instantly, hiding and lying low. Their subsequent combat capability is more than a notch weaker compared to sword cultivators of the same realm.

In ordinary sword duels, often two Immortal Sect sword cultivators enter the arena and immediately cast concealment and hiding spells, furtively creeping toward the opponent, quietly deploying various detection and counter-detection spells. Once they detect the opponent's trace, they suddenly unleash all their magic power to thrust a sword.

Then, that's it.

Usually, the Immortal Sect sword cultivator who finds the opponent first wins; exceptions are extremely rare.

This combat method was discovered by themselves, coordinating with the Immortal Sect system's way of fighting; Jiang Ding interfered little.

"It should work."

"Is the sword such an inconvenient thing?"

Jiang Ding thought carefully, his heart slowly settling: "No one can define how the sword is; only the sword cultivator can define it. A sword that can cut through obstacles on the Dao path is a good sword."

After a slight cultivation, more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Voom!

The thirty-sixth Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie array pillar broke through the earth, connecting with the earth veins and spirit veins, unbreakable.

Looking out, thirty-six Ding Gao Jie sky pillars stood within a range of ten thousand li, linking the power of the stars in the sky, providing anchor points for the Immortal Sect army formation outside the realm, enhancing the power of the Immortal Sect army formation outside the realm, and even able to exert a certain influence on the Void Refining level battlefield.

"The General Staff has completed the battle plan; please review it."

Teacher Ouyang Hui boarded his flagship and, together with the General Staff of the Front Army and dozens of army group generals, projected their figures before Jiang Ding.

"Our plan is to first capture the Ding Gao Jie array bases of the North and West Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palaces, then concentrate our forces to attack the East Sea Ding Gao Jie array where Wu Dao Zi Zhong Yuan Zi is most likely stationed."

"This is the battle plan; please give your instructions."

An Siyan, the Chief of Staff of the Front Army, adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and handed over a battle plan.

"Everyone has worked hard."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

He took it, quickly flipped through it with his divine sense, and pondered for a moment.

Overall, there were no strange stratagems; it was just to bomb and attack step by step, pushing forward in a dull and monotonous manner. The focus was on preventing Yuan Zi's possible escape, avoiding him waging guerrilla warfare everywhere within the small realm, breaking the surface with a point, and finally dragging down the entire fleet.

Standard and conventional; a standard Immortal Sect Sky-Heaven fleet battle plan for dealing with a Dao Zi possessing extremely strong single-unit combat capabilities.

"Just like that; attack."

Jiang Ding closed the battle plan.

Commanding the Sky-Heaven forces was not his strongest suit; as long as there were no major loopholes, he agreed.

"Yes!"

Dozens of Sky-Heaven force generals saluted in unison and exited the conference communication.

Immediately, forty-eight Sky-Heaven army groups moved simultaneously. Hazy spatial array patterns appeared between the warships and Sky-Heaven fighters, summoning the fortress in the starry sky, preparing for fleet spatial jump.

Several days later,

"... The fleet is performing a spatial jump; please, Commander, do not extend your divine sense beyond the range of the fleet array..."

Yun Ri, the ship spirit of the Chao Ri, said with a crisp voice.

"Jumping..."

Instantly, a hazy Bai Chong Guang obscured the eyes.

Mind and body instantly froze, unaware and unconscious. After an unknown amount of time, the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly changed; it was already a vast expanse of yellow sand, with storms everywhere.

"Jump complete."

The ship spirit Yun Ri prompted.

Jiang Ding swept his divine sense in all directions and, through the Front Army's Front Army spirit particle radar, quickly locked onto the thirty-six Ding Gao Jie sky pillars standing in the yellow sand ten thousand li away.

The radar showed that although the array fluctuations here were extremely strong even for Nascent Soul cultivators, they were much weaker compared to the arrays hosted by the Southern Fire King and Rain King.

"Is it a concealment array?"

Teacher Ouyang Hui's heart grew alert, his gaze turning to the youth at the center of the fleet.

"I don't know."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly: "Charge the formation to a range of ten thousand li, then bombard."

"What kind of schemes and plots will not be exposed under naval bombardment? No need for idle worry or plotting."

"Yes!"

Teacher Ouyang Hui took a deep breath.

The fleet of the western front, like dark clouds, surged into the ten thousand li.

Buzz!

Thirty-six heavenly pillars shone together; a sky full of yellow sand spread out, forming a ten-thousand-li Yellow Sand Great Array. The wind of the heavens, mixed with spiritual sand, swept toward the fleet with sharpness, its power exceeding the late Nascent Soul stage slightly.

"Fire!"

"Shoot!"

"..."

Teacher Ouyang Hui ignored everything, calmly giving orders, fully obeying superior command.

One after another, sky-fighter aircraft and sky-battleships spat beams of light from their main cannons; intricate, complex structures, built like blocks, were assembled by the military formation into destructive light shells tens of kilometers in size amidst countless mysterious runes, and roared forward.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

The naval guns bombarded again and again, ceaselessly.

The ten-thousand-li Yellow Sand Great Array resisted slightly for a moment, then shattered, revealing the scene within.

Inside, there was only one core disciple of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and tens of thousands of heavenly palace cultivators.

"Spare our lives..."

The words of pleading from their mouths had barely left their lips when, under the super-saturated naval bombardment, they were destroyed along with the Xianshan formation they occupied, leaving not a trace.

Crack!

Crack, crack...

Immediately, the thirty-six boundary-setting heavenly pillars snapped and collapsed.

Very decisive, with no resistance whatsoever.

Teacher Ouyang Hui paused, stunned.

"Commander, the Dao Son of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace may have already abandoned this place, withdrawing his forces to the East Sea to prepare for a stubborn last stand."

She quickly reacted, feeling some concern in her heart.

With cultivators from multiple formation bases concentrated together, the East Sea would surely be a hard bone; it was unknown how many immortal sect soldiers' lives would be spent to conquer it.

"Relax."

"Handle it as usual."

Jiang Ding saw the concern among the staff officers and smiled: "This is good for Chong Chong Yuanzi; it saves us time and reduces variables in the war."

"Yes, Commander!"

The many generals saluted, their hearts settling.

Yes, this is not the past.

With the Great Sun Sword Son here, what schemes and plots matter?

Immediately, everyone began to smooth the earth veins and spiritual veins as usual, construct the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie formation, dispatch fleets and ground troops to sweep the four directions, and establish the rule of the immortal sect.

Several months later,

the thirty-six Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie heavenly pillars pierced straight into the clouds, deep into the starry sky.

"The west."

Jiang Ding said briefly.

"Yes, Commander!"

The fleet continued its spatial jump, appearing west of the Di Ci Gao Jie, and decisively smashed the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's boundary-setting formation here.

This place was exactly the same as the north; the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace had left only one core disciple and tens of thousands of cultivators to guard it.

"We are willing to surrender."

The difference was that this core disciple led his army out of the formation, bound his own hands, and knelt on the ground.

"Great Sun Sword Son, the Dao Son entrusted me to bring you a message."

The core disciple left by the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace was a clear and beautiful woman; she handed over a blue letter with a bitter expression: "The Dao Son says he has prepared a table of fine wine in the East Sea, awaiting your arrival."

"There are many other words in this letter; this servant does not know them."

"Hmm."

Jiang Ding drew his sword, sliced the letter before him into pieces, showing no interest in reading it.

"I will go."

(End of this chapter)