Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

297: Chapter 286 The Life and Death Enemy of the Eight Immortal Sects Taoist Disciples_1 297: Chapter 286 The Life and Death Enemy of the Eight Immortal Sects Taoist Disciples_1 At the moment he saw Elder Yingpao’s Divine Soul and Golden Pill.

The beeping of radar lock-ons was incessant, as ten Air-Space Camps simultaneously locked onto Xu Jianian and other students from Yuanlao Academy.

“The Xu’s aren’t even bothering to hide it anymore, are they?”

“This person deserves to die.”

The whispers of many classmates appeared on the Travel Channel.

“This has nothing to do with me, these aren’t my things.”

Under the lock-on of numerous Air-Space Camps, Xu Jianian’s Mana and Divine Soul became stagnant, barely able to catch his breath, yet still remained calm.

“The Central Array Spirit Computer will not allow you to employ such slanderous tactics.”

“The military lawcourt will investigate and clarify the words you speak.”

Jiang Ding remained noncommittal as threads of Sword Intent of Destruction flowed into the Divine Soul and Inner Core, reinforcing and sealing them to prevent sudden collapse or suicide.

Elder Yingpao’s thumb-sized Divine Soul calmly looked at him, making no resistance.

“Elder, may I know your name?”

Jiang Ding asked with a pleasant expression.

“You may call me Daoist Yingxi of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion,” answered Elder Yingpao with an eerie laugh.

“You needn’t bother with any seals; all the shadow enforcers of Yingsha Palace are under a death restriction, constantly offsetting it with reverse restrictions.

The moment I stop, I would instantly perish from the inside out, my Divine Soul shattered.”

“The Eastern Devil School currently lacks the ability to turn the shadow enforcers of Yingsha Palace.”

“Is that so?”

Jiang Ding frowned and pondered for a moment.

“Why do you show such a fearless attitude towards life and death?”

“As I know, competition within the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is extremely fierce, with bloody incidents happening often, implicating many.

The Immortal Path is especially selfish; while there is certainly a sense of belonging to the sect, it should not inspire such reckless abandon, right?”

“The righteous path is where Immortal Dao flourishes eternally.”

“Perhaps you’re unaware, but Xianmen, for the cultivators who have rendered great service and have become naturalized, offers very generous treatment and never breaks its promises.”

“Elder might wish to consider this.”

Jiang Ding relentlessly tried to persuade him.

“Naturally, there are things on my mind regarding the Heavenly Palace.”

“Moreover, defecting to your side would mean certain death from the activated restriction.”

Elder Yingpao sighed and in turned proposed, “Great Sun Swordsman, why not seek an opportunity to join the Heavenly Palace or the Taiyin Sword Sect?

Your innate talents are peerless, but you shouldn’t have been born into the Eastern Devil School; they know very little about nurturing a top-tier Sword Cultivator.

Remaining here is but a waste of time, forever stuck at the Golden Pill bottleneck, turning into a pile of bones after six hundred years.”

“Whereas you, you should be the Sword Dao prodigy who traverses the heavens, granting tens of thousands of years of life, witnessing the world’s vicissitudes with Eternal Sight.”

“It’s a pity for your potential to be wasted.”

He spoke sincerely.

“This guy is so vicious!”

Jin Lingfeng, Liu Mei, and others changed color.

Because what he said was true.

The Taiyin Sword Sect, Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, and other Immortal Sects may not be on par with the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, but indeed they have far more experience in nurturing Sword Cultivators, with many successful paths to follow.

Even if Jiang Ding was unmoved, to many elders, the possibility he might be persuaded was significant.

Especially when stuck in a bottleneck for a long time, this possibility would seem even larger; the madness of individuals like Immortal Li Hai showed that these cultivators possessed no rationality.

This thorn in the heart meant that many elders had to give extra consideration to their decisions and leave a fallback option or two.

“I’ve heard,”

Jiang Ding remained impassive: “that the Great Sun Swordsman is the enemy of the Taoist disciples of the Eight Immortal Sects, someone they can’t wait to kill.

Often just a clue is enough to ask the elders to take action and suppress, right?”

“Is that a rumor?”

“…”

Elder Yingpao fell silent, saying nothing.

“Who could nurture the Great Sun Swordsman under the combined pressure of the disciples of the Eight Immortal Sects and their masters, rather than kill him?”

Jiang Ding’s tone turned cold: “Since the Elder does not wish to speak, then let it be.”

The box slowly closed.

An old cultivator who had lived through long years was not someone he could interrogate; it was better not to humiliate himself unnecessarily.

“Wait.”

The cover of the box halted abruptly.

“Who said I didn’t want to talk?”

Elder Yingpao laughed heartily, “Aren’t you just eager to find out how I evaded the Great Array’s surveillance, entered the Canghai Small World, and learned the news of the Dari Swordsman’s training in advance?”

“If they show no kindness, then blame me not for the lack of righteousness!”

“I’ll tell you now, it was Xu…”

Boom!

Hundreds of kilometers away, a massive black warship, over five hundred meters long and more than eighty meters wide, materialized in the sky.

A colossal cannon, with a caliber surpassing two thousand millimeters, gathered Spiritual Energy from Heavenly Earth for several kilometers, emitting a brilliant glow.

Then, with a thunderous roar, a searing beam shot forth, its violent oppressive force covering the sky.

The thick beam of light contracted in mid-air, condensing into the size of a spear.

In an instant, it traversed hundreds of kilometers and aimed precisely at the wooden box in Jiang Ding’s hands and the Elder Yingpao on top of it.

“Another Late Golden Core.”

Jiang Ding’s intent to kill flashed momentarily.

Clang!

The Array Pattern of the Electromagnetic Main Gun Magical Power Killing Formation blinked and faded, and amidst the sonic boom, the Taiqing Flying Sword appeared, its Sword-light of Breaking Law and Elimination Method shining in all directions with extreme speed before vanishing from the range of Divine Sense.

Without hesitation, it clashed head-on with the beam of light heading towards the warship’s main cannon!

As the Taiqing Flying Sword drew near, the Sword Intent of Destruction permeated the area.

In an instant, Jiang Ding felt a significant difference between this Late-Stage of Xianmen Golden Core and the Late Golden Core cultivator from the Xuanwu tiangong’s Yingsha Palace.

The sheer destructiveness was much stronger than that of an ordinary Late Golden Core cultivator, reaching the level of the Golden Pill Peak.

However, since it was a strike fired with the aid of the warship’s Formation Method, this light spear had many flaws.

Not to mention those of the same tier, even those of a slightly lower realm could capture them.

The Air-Space Warplane has similar issues, it’s just that Foundation-building cultivators find it difficult to seize such flaws.

Golden Pill Monks are different, their Divine Sense, and Magic Tools are much stronger than those of Foundation-building cultivators, especially those from the Immortal Sects.

This is the Xianmen Sect’s extreme focus on strengthening legion combat while overlooking other factors!

“Immortal Luling once said that after achieving the Golden Pill, the individual combat abilities of Xianmen cultivators would be much weaker than those of cultivators of the same tier from the Immortal Sects, I didn’t believe it.”

Jiang Ding coldly sneered, “Now I’ve witnessed it with my own eyes.”

Whoosh!

The Taiqing Flying Sword penetrated through a flaw in the beam that was fired from the warship’s main cannon!

The light spear paused momentarily.

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted, with high temperatures and flames blooming into a red flower in the sky, scattering the force of the blast.

“Uncle Qiwu?”

“A Late Golden Core cultivator!”

Shock surged through Xu Jianian’s mind as he stared intently at the youth in blue clothes in front of him.

The Dari Swordsman?!

Before this, he didn’t feel it was a big deal, even being defeated in the College Entrance Exam, he’d only just barely lost, which he believed he could recover from with a little effort, it wasn’t something he took to heart.

After all, cold weapons were just for casual practice during free time.

But why, after reaching the post-foundation building stage, had his combat strength skyrocketed to such a terrifying degree!

He was already comparable to the legendarily described Sword Boys from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion!

“How is that possible?!”

Hundreds of kilometers away, Xu Qiwu was even more shocked, his eyes almost protruding.

He hadn’t attacked any person, he only wanted to obliterate the box containing Elder Yingpao.

Why would a mere Mid-stage Foundation Building Cultivator not only fail to throw away the box and flee to avoid danger but instead aggressively confront with his hilariously Supreme Magic Tool Flying Sword?

What was even more absurd, was that it directly destroyed a strike from his own warship’s laser main cannon with a head-on slash!

“Kill!”

Jiang Ding let out a low shout, turning into a grey-blue Escape Light headed towards the warship hundreds of miles away.

“Wait!

Calm down!

We can’t catch up to the warship!”

Jin Lingfeng shouted loudly.

Three hundred and sixty Air-Space Warplanes traced white streaks across the sky, hastily following the small grey-blue dot ahead.