Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 409 - 367 Who Claims Immortality?

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The Destruction Sword Light was bitterly cold, shining tens of kilometers, piercing into the core of the Boundary Formation.

"This is bad!"

"The East Sea still needs me, I can't die here."

Xiang Jia's heart turned cold as his Divine Sense connected to the great array, preparing to teleport.

But he planned to put up some token resistance, to show a barely passable defense before immediately escaping to the East Sea.

Then,

he discovered in despair that the teleportation ability of the Boundary Formation had been sealed.

"You can't do this to me."

"I'm a reserve Taoist disciple, I have the potential to achieve Divinity Transformation!"

He understood in an instant.

Just like how he had ruthlessly ordered his Foundation-building cultivators under Spiritual Soul Restrictions to go on suicidal charges, regardless of whether they had the potential to advance to Golden Pill or even Nascent Soul,

the high echelons of the Heavenly Palace had made a similarly cold decision.

Victory or the destruction of death!

That is the belief of Xuanwu tiangong.

They only needed substitute Taoist disciples who kept winning, whether by luck, strategy, or anything else—only the result as a victor mattered.

Otherwise, even if they possessed the potential like a reserve Taoist disciple, or were even more outstanding, as long as they failed,

the Heavenly Palace didn't need them!

That is the system of Xuanwu tiangong.

To outsiders, it seemed cruel and unfeeling, to discard a reserve Taoist disciple who had been cultivated with countless resources over one failure.

Moreover, his failure was not even due to combat; a reserve Taoist disciple wasn't supposed to face a full Taoist disciple, with no fairness to speak of.

In this respect,

Xuanwu tiangong showed an astonishing similarity to the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's sword cultivators who willingly exposed their weaknesses to the enemy.

Outsiders couldn't understand.

For countless millennia, with very few exceptions, such cold and ruthless rules and regulations had been steadfastly enforced, effectively preventing those with extremely powerful backgrounds from competing for the positions of Taoist disciple and reserve disciple.

Without sufficient strength, to become a Taoist disciple is to court death.

"No!"

"I will not die!"

In a situation with no means of retreat, Xiang Jia instantly became sober, his fear swept away, his Divine Soul operating at an efficiency he had never achieved in his life.

Instantly, numerous lifelines came to mind.

"Formation Method!"

"The Formation Method in my hands can absolutely bridge the gap between a Taoist disciple and a reserve, as long as I slay him first, everything can end in victory.

I don't even need a complete victory; as long as I kill the Dari Swordsman, the Heavenly Palace's teleportation Formation will surely open again."

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts rose and fell.

Xiang Jia became completely calm, looking at the Blue-gold Sword coming from beyond the heavens.

"I will not die!"

He bit his tongue, spraying out a mouthful of Essence Blood, which fell on the array disk in his hand, performing a refining with his heart's blood, which for a period of time had an effect similar to a Life Treasure, increasing the control efficiency by fifty percent out of thin air.

"Appear!"

Xiang Jia's Divine Sense surged into the various core areas of the Boundary Formation, his hands forming complex Mana Techniques, he bellowed:

"Four Poles·White Tiger!"

The Xuanwu Four-polar Boundary Array that enveloped fifty kilometers flashed with countless Array Patterns, crazily ingesting Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi from tens of kilometers around, transforming it into pure white threads of Geng Metal that converged towards the core of the Formation Method.

The pure white Formation threads, entwined with Runes, wove together to form a lifelike Black Patterned White Tiger, with ice-cold murderous intent deeply hidden within the eyes the size of basins.

"Roar!"

Facing the Blue-Gold Flying Sword, the Black Patterned White Tiger opened its enormous mouth, with starry murderous qi rapidly gathering; it let out a ferocious roar and a person-sized pillar of starlight qi shot forth fiercely.

Blue-Gold Sword Light, Black Patterned White Tiger, the two, under the eyes of countless onlookers, unleashed their power, colliding with a bang.

Ding!

What should have been a pillar of starry murderous qi colliding with the Blue-Gold Flying Sword gave off a sharp, metallic tremor, vibrating for hundreds of kilometers, and sparks flew in every direction.

Crack...

After a moment's standoff, with the terrifying sound of metal shattering, the pillar of starry qi lost a chunk, the Black Patterned White Tiger's maw was torn open, roaring unceasingly.

A Blue-Gold Flying Sword flew out from the gap, circling back, pulling countless patterns of the Magnetic Field Spirit Power Gathering Formation.

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"It's useful!"

Xiang Jia roared in ecstasy, "Even the Dari Swordsman is not invincible, follow me and attack!"

"Attack!"

He manipulated the Mana Technique, and from within the starry sky, came an endless surge of starry death aura. The Black Patterned White Tiger rolled on the ground, once again stirring up a fierce wind with overflowing deadly aura, and the cracks at the corner of its mouth vanished without a trace.

"Attack!"

"Kill them, and in the future, you will achieve true transmission, the Golden Pill, and the Nascent Soul!"

Xiang Jia's words inspired the surrounding two thousand plus Foundation-building cultivators.

With blood-red eyes, they formed into Golden Pill battle formations, and under the protective coordination of the Xuanwu Four-polar Boundary Array, they charged towards the nearby tank units amidst the sky filled with Armor-piercing Shell Group.

At this moment, under the gaze of numerous high-level cultivators from Heavenly Palaces beyond the sky, with the Spirit Soul Restrictions causing faint pain, there was no way back!

If they did not win, they would die!

"The power of the Formation Method is indeed extraordinary."

Jiang Ding said indifferently, "However, Daoist Xiang, your time is running short."

Boom!

Rumble!

Millions of tanks fired simultaneously, reserving only a few to contain many Foundation-builders to prevent them from interfering with the main battlefield.

The rest focused their barrage on the calculated positions within the Xuanwu Four-polar Boundary Array bases, with the sound of Armor-Piercing Shell Explosions roaring incessantly.

In the midst of gun smoke, thirty-six towering pillars swayed unstably, their Spiritual Light dimming continuously.

Even the Black Patterned White Tiger, whose starry fur had just sparkled briefly, dimmed down instantly, exuding an aura of death.

Xiang Jia's face turned pale.

Boom!

Amidst the bombardment of heavy artillery, infinite electromagnetic force was condensed at the muzzle of the superior Air-Space Warplane, giving the Blue-Gold Flying Sword extreme speed and causing it to vanish from sight.

"The formation..."

Under the lock of the overwhelming Sword Intent of Destruction, Xiang Jia's heart trembled and he controlled the Boundary Formation.

"Roar!"

The Black Patterned Star White Tiger teleported in front of him, its massive maw inhaling endless Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, then, exhaled a devastating beam of starry Geng Metal death aura.

Ding!

Amidst the sparks, the Flying Sword appeared again, filled with the Sword Intent of Destruction, its Law-Breaking Immortal Gold's pure gold mesh pattern brilliantly dazzling.

After a brief contact, it pierced through the beam of starry Geng Metal death aura, penetrating the head of the Black Patterned Star White Tiger.

Bang!

The Black Patterned Star White Tiger stood frozen for a moment before collapsing under a sky full of Spiritual Light.

"Coalesce!"

Xiang Jia roared.

A moment later, endless starlight converged, and a slightly smaller Black Patterned Star White Tiger emerged, lively and lifelike.

The Formation Method remains undefeated, and the White Tiger does not die!

"Not die?"

Jiang Ding's brow furrowed, then smoothed out again: "There are many things in the world that claim to be immortal, but among them, this mere third-order array is definitely not one of them."

Whoosh!

The Blue-Gold Flying Sword arrived again, this time without even needing the pull of the superior Air-Space Warplane's Magnetic Field Spirit Power Gathering Formation; it relied solely on its own sharpness and the Sword Intent of Destruction to pierce through the reborn Black Patterned White Tiger's head, shattering its internal magic structures.

The deep blue did not linger, carrying extreme speed and the intent to destroy and break laws, it went straight for the head of Xiang Jia.

Ding!

A shower of sparks bloomed on the horrified Xiang Jia's forehead, as the thirty-six towering pillars extended from the Xuanwu Four-polar Boundary Formation trembled violently.

The Formation Method remains undefeated.

Even the sharpness of the Law-Breaking Immortal Gold and the power of the Electromagnetic Main Gun were dispersed to all sides, unable to harm the Formation Master.

"Daoist Xiang, you indeed have quite an excellent mastery of formation methods," said Jiang Ding, showing a smile of appreciation.

Rumble!

Amidst the hundreds of millions of Armor-piercing Shell Group,

a Blue Gold Big Sun rose in the sky.

Infinite heat and sharp radiance spread in every direction, sweeping through every dark corner, transforming the landscape for tens of kilometers around.