Chapter 910: The Fall of the Wang Family

Restoring some magic power and divine sense.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, arrived at the edge of the Starfall Qingfeng Beidou Array, and quietly watched the battle where Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun, and others besieged Wang Wang Zhongdao.

The ten Tianjuns including Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun formed a military formation, continuously firing with the fortress's giant cannons using parts of their Ben Ming Fa treasures; the shells landed on the fifth-grade superior Starfall Qingfeng Beidou Array, struck Wang Wang Zhongdao who was piloting the Star Fortress, beating him left and right, causing his shield's spiritual light to scatter wildly as he barely held on, his magic power constantly depleting.

"Not bad."

"Old seniors are indeed steady."

Jiang Ding watched for a while, with no intention of joining the battle, and praised them.

These old seniors had far too much combat experience; in the absence of urgent military news, they advanced steadily, gradually wearing down the enemy's magic power, divine sense, and array spirit stone reserves, refusing to take even the slightest risk, using five-tenths of their strength for defense alone.

Under these circumstances, Wang Wang Zhongdao was like a butterfly trapped in a spiderweb; the more he struggled, the more exhausted he became.

Until his magic power and divine sense dropped to a limit.

Clearly, Wang Wang Zhongdao also saw this situation; he had once tried to burn his vital blood to fight for his life, but Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun and others, advancing steadily, gradually wore down his sharpness, forced him back, and returned the situation to this mutual attrition.

Fight, but cannot win.

Flee, but cannot escape.

Desperate struggle, cannot threaten anything, cannot even bring danger to others.

Wang Wang Zhongdao was trapped in such an awkward situation.

"Forgive my rudeness."

"Letting a youngling like you see our rudeness."

Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun laughed heartily: "We cannot compare to you young people with such passion; an old skeleton like mine is better off slowly wearing things down; we have plenty of time."

"Anyway, going back to the Immortal Sect would be boring; might as well have some fun."

This was a zero-risk plan; aside from being slow, it had no flaws, and the battlefield rhythm was firmly under their control.

"Jiang Ding, do you want this?"

Pingyang Canghai Tianjun interjected: "But let's be clear first; between close uncles and nephews, accounts must be settled; this battle merit belongs to us, and this person cannot possibly escape."

They knew the Great Sun Sword Disciple very well, knowing he needed opponents to grow.

"Thank you, Senior Pingyang, but never mind."

Jiang Ding shook his head with a smile.

Whether sword cultivators are demonic cultivators, although many cultivators see no difference between the two, both killing without mercy.

But there is indeed a difference.

Demonic cultivators need the souls, Primordial Spirits, and flesh and blood of powerful cultivators or demonic beasts to refine various terrifyingly powerful treasures, pills, or Gong Fa.

For them, the combat process is unimportant; the most important thing is the result: obtaining rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine treasures.

Sword cultivators, however, need this process more.

They need the transformation of their own sword intent, magic power, will, creativity, and Dao heart during the struggle with powerful enemies; most importantly, their own changes; whether the enemy dies or not, this result is actually not that important.

Of course, this is a material world.

If the enemy does not die, victory is not truly secured, and the goal of the Sword Dao has not truly been reached.

If one detaches from matter and reality, relying on fantasy, on so-called 'realms', 'perspectives', or 'understanding the Dao', without true blood to water it, there can be no firm sword heart.

Therefore, the enemy's complete death is still very necessary.

Here, Wang Wang Zhongdao was clearly being besieged and killed by one late-stage Hua Shen cultivator from an Immortal Sect, plus nine early-stage Hua Shen cultivators, all proficient in combined military formations, with extremely high attainment.

Such a lineup besieging a mid-stage Hua Shen cultivator supported by an array made Jiang Ding utterly uninterested.

This was not combat, but a butcher's slaughter on an execution ground.

One can only say the old seniors were indeed steady, so steady it became boring and dull, with not a shred of the beauty of war, never considering that.

Jiang Ding stood in the air, dazed and blank.

He continued to ponder his Great Sun Divine Secret Technique, occasionally communicating via the divine sense network with the Sword Dao Hall laboratories within the Immortal Sect to handle various technical R&D matters.

The Great Sun Divine Secret Technique project had launched the moment he advanced to the Nascent Soul realm, receiving help from many Hua Shen cultivators within the Immortal Sect including Shen Ji Canghai Tianjun, Wan Ji Canghai Tianjun, Yuan, and others, and was currently progressing in an orderly manner.

It can be foreseen that this is a project spanning thousands or tens of thousands of years, which might consume the lifespans of over a hundred generations of cultivators before finally emerging into the world.

Very long, very difficult.

But no matter how long, no matter how difficult, it must be done.

Currently, there are three possibilities that could allow the Great Sun Divine Secret Technique to achieve leapfrog development.

The first is the appearance of a Lian Xu cultivator within the Immortal Sect; for instance, if Yuan breaks through to Lian Xu, his strength would increase dramatically, his soul-computing power would increase dramatically, and naturally this would drive leapfrog development in the Great Sun Divine Secret Technique project.

One person attains the Dao, and his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven; that is how it is.

There is a certain probability of this happening; in the Moon-Expedition Laboratory, eight great powers and Yuan and others joined hands to accelerate the deduction of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan's realm coordinates, while at the same time the Immortal Sect's Lian Xu project progress was also developing rapidly; these are one and the same.

Additionally, there exists the possibility of seizing Lian Xu inheritances from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan's realm.

The second is obtaining the Great Sun Divine Secret Technique inheritance from the Badaxian Sect through war and diplomatic means; this also has a certain possibility.

The third is the Northern Plains; there is a certain possibility that the Great Sun Sword Pavilion Hua Shen inheritance exists there.

Jiang Ding's plan was to pursue all three paths simultaneously, advancing them together.

It was unknown how much time passed.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion came from afar; the Xu Family's great formation, the fifth-grade superior Starfall Qingfeng Beidou Array, collapsed; the Heavenly Mountain broke and crumbled.

Everything, everything, reached its limit as the ten Hua Shen cultivators advanced step by step, steadily, and could no longer sustain even a fraction.

"I am unwilling!"

"I was supposed to have hope for Lian Xu, hope for Lian Xu!"

Wang Wang Zhongdao spat a mouthful of blood and roared miserably.

Boom!

Heaven and earth suddenly blazed with light.

Ten fortress cannons formed an artillery array and bombarded over, blasting his body into a cloud of powder.

Whoosh!

The translucent, hazy Primordial Spirit was about the same size as Wang Wang Zhongdao and the others. It tried to flee, but was snared by a net of ghostly blue-black hue. The net gradually contracted and fell into the palm of Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun.

Inside the fist-sized black net, a Primordial Spirit struggled desperately, yet could not deform the net even the slightest bit.

Fifth-tier superior grade, Spirit-Binding Net!

The immortal sects' artifact-refining industry was extremely powerful, and as a law cultivator, his methods were even more varied—Breaking Restriction Talismans, Spirit-Binding Nets, and many other contingencies. His wealth was terrifyingly vast, far surpassing that of a loose-cultivator Soul Transformation.

Even without the Star Fortress, with the same cultivation, under the aid of so many external items, very few loose cultivators were a match for an immortal sect cultivator of the same rank.

"Hahahaha!"

"Finally caught you, you dog-bastard!"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun carefully admired the black net in his hand, beaming with joy: "Take this old mangy thing back to the immortal sect, put him on public trial, then execute him with the extreme penalty, to comfort the many brothers who died in the civil war two thousand years ago, and let them set their hearts at rest in the Yellow Springs below."

"We're developing just fine now, everything is flourishing—don't worry about anything."

(End of chapter)

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