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Chapter 946

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Handle it? How to handle it?

After Gong Gong Caiyu left, Jiang Ding rolled his eyes on the Wang Zuo of the Liu Dao Sect.

To others, the Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun seems omnipotent.

In fact, this is wrong; everyone has limitations, and there is no such halo.

Even though the Soul Transformation-level divine soul computing power far exceeds that of a Golden Core cultivator, it is still only divine soul computing power; things not learned remain unlearned, making one no different from a newcomer in the Cultivation World.

Jiang Ding handed these gu insects over to the Immortal Sect Academy and closed his eyes to rest.

There is no need to doubt the strength of the Immortal Sect Academy.

Even for the most obscure disciplines and cultivation branches, the Immortal Sect Academy has relevant research; perhaps it has not reached the realm-level, but it still far exceeds the research level of any Minor Thousand World.

Even without a specific branch of research on gu insects, achievements from other directions of the Immortal Dao can easily solve the problem.

Several months later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes, took out a blank jade slip, and began writing and drawing inside it.

"The Method for Refining Low-Cost Dharma Artifact and Dharma Treasure-Level Poison-Repelling Beads."

"The Method for Refining Low-Cost Pest-Exterminating Pills of All Ranks."

Jiang Ding distributed these two lineages to the cultivators of the Agricultural Sect and the Qi Sect, and also sent a copy to the three Master Tushan armies currently on expedition, to prevent possible gu insect attacks.

He also issued a ban: no eating or using heavenly treasures and earthly herbs that have not undergone strict disinfection and inactivation treatment.

These two newly developed lineages should be able to handle the vast majority of gu insect disasters.

The remaining small portion would be dealt with by medical Dao cultivators tackling the problem, at least keeping the cultivators' lives hanging on.

Jiang Ding checked on the follow-up.

It was very effective.

After the two lineages were distributed, and a large number of Poison-Repelling Beads and Pest-Exterminating Pills were successfully refined and promoted throughout the Northern Plains over several months, the gu insect disasters in various places instantly collapsed; they died in vast numbers as if encountering natural enemies, having no chance to breed wildly.

Seeing this, the mastermind behind the scenes seemed somewhat furious and desperate, and deployed more than ten different types of gu insects: some as fine as dust, others as large as millstones, some in water, some in soil; every possible method was tried.

This person's path of gu insects was incredibly profound, like a antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace, truly a Grand Master level.

However, it was completely useless.

Those small, low-cost Poison-Repelling Pills and Pest-Exterminating Pills wiped out vast numbers at once; no matter what kind of gu insect was used, it was futile, instantly collapsing and left at the mercy of others.

Unless higher-rank gu insects were used.

The mastermind indeed did so.

In the end, he even went mad and used dozens of Golden Core-level gu insects to wreak havoc in various places, causing great casualties among production and cultivators in those areas.

However, when the sword qi maidens of the Master Tushan

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun appeared, these Golden Core-level gu insects distributed across the Northern Plains instantly perished, with nowhere to flee and no power to resist.

Dozens of carefully cultivated fourth-rank gu insects were instantly wiped out.

After this, the person behind the scenes became honest and stopped causing trouble, no longer dreaming of overthrowing the order of the Northern Plains or disturbing the rear after the three Master Tushan army groups set out on expedition.

"... None..."

"... None..."

Jiang Ding patrolled the Northern Plains with his sword, finding only a few long-distance teleportation arrays, and discovered no trace of any foreign Canghai Tianjun.

"Southern Border, Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Friend Friend Baizu Tian Jun... Hmph!"

Jiang Ding committed this name to memory.

He returned to the Black Demon Palace of the Liu Dao Sect, his gaze turning to the three Master Tushan expeditionary armies that had already entered the Western Desert; they were currently attacking the territory of the Jin Chi Wang Zu, one of the six Wang Zu of the Western Desert.

Jin Chi Oasis, the location of a fourth-rank supreme spiritual vein.

In the Western Desert, this is a key area, the territory of the Jin Chi Wang Zu, one of the six Wang Zu of the Liu Dao Sect.

The Jin Chi Nest City is built here, shaped like a giant nest piled with countless bird nests, tens of kilometers in size, woven entirely from a strange species of golden silk, impervious to fire and water, and difficult for blades and swords to harm.

The demon cultivators of the Jin Chi Wang Zu live within these golden silk nests.

Weak Jin Chi Wang Zu demon cultivators have nests only the size of a millstone; the higher the strength and the nobler the bloodline, the larger the nest they possess.

The central nest even has space runes flashing, with an internal space as vast as a mountain, and can spontaneously draw in the surrounding spiritual energy, having the effect of gathering spiritual energy and concentrating the five elements' metal qi, which is extremely beneficial for the growth of Jin Chi Wang Zu demon cultivators.

This place has always been infamous in the Western Desert.

Once an outsider demon or human approaches within ten thousand li, they are immediately seized by the sharp claws of a Jin Chi demon cultivator, their skull pecked open with a large hole, their brains bursting, and their bodies dragged into the nest to feed the young.

It can be called a forbidden land for all living beings.

However, today, millions of human cultivators appeared here openly, spreading out formations that covered the heavens and the earth, suppressing everything above and below.

Hundreds of thousands of Jin Chi Wang Zu demon cultivators cowered inside their nests, trembling with fear, not daring to step out of the nests even one step to display their so-called Wang Zu dignity.

"Not bad."

"This nest... can be offered to the Lord as a landscape stone for the Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting."

Hei Hei Louxi looked the golden silk nest up and down once and said with satisfaction.

Clang!

She drew her sword, and one hundred and eight thousand Master Tushan maidens drew their swords simultaneously; the sound of sword chimes rose and fell, continuous like rolling waves.

Sword qi of nine colors—spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and yang—swept across the sky!

These sword qi streams, like a waterfall from the Tianhe, poured down upon the Jin Chi Wang Zu nests, carrying boundless killing

intent, instantly obscuring everything and drowning everything.

"The Ten Thousand Feathers Golden Slaughter Formation of Jin Chi..."

Amidst the clanging sword chimes, one could faintly hear the desperate, shrill roar of an ancient Jin Chi Demon Lord at the peak of the Demon Lord realm from within the Jin Chi Wang Zu nest.

In that instant, thousands of Jin Chi Demon Lords and Demon Kings resolutely burned their entire vital blood; willing to fight to the death for their homeland, their momentum was terribly fierce, forming terrifying great formations woven from golden feathers in the sky.

This great formation was born from the Jin Chi Wang Zu nest, containing the final attachment of the Jin Chi demon cultivators buried here through the ages; its power instantly broke through the peak of the Golden Core realm and rapidly approached Soul Transformation.

In the end, even a trace of the aura of a Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun channeling the great momentum of heaven and earth appeared, almost as if the Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun had personally intervened.

This was the final reserve of the Jin Zu, one of the six Wang Zu of the Western Desert.

Burning everything to form a single Soul Transformation strike!

In the expectations of the Jin Chi demon cultivators of past generations, this strike would surely slay every enemy, allowing the glory of the Jin Zu to continue, until they became a ruler race like the Ice Phoenix clan.

Clang!

Clang clang...

The hundred and eight thousand Master Tushan handmaidens united for a single strike; nine-colored sword qi filled the sky and rained down like a waterfall, falling upon the countless sharp golden feathers of the Jin Chi Ten Thousand Feathers Killing Array.

Whoosh whoosh...

There was no stalemate as expected.

In an instant, the nine-colored sword qi filling the sky obliterated all the sharp golden feathers, clearing the sky.

Then, the nine-colored sword qi waterfall breached the Jin Chi Ten Thousand Feathers Killing Array formed by the Jin Zu burning everything, and the sword qi slaughtered every Jin Chi demon cultivator still resisting.

Amidst continuous cries of agony, vast amounts of fresh blood mixed with flying feathers scattered everywhere, beautiful and magnificent.

The bodies of tens of thousands of Jin Chi demon cultivators shattered and fell toward the earth.

The Wang Zu crown fell into the dust.

The ruler race of the realm, the human army, was sweeping across all directions!

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