Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1179 - 1179 1147 Farewell, My Dari Swordsman

1179: Chapter 1147: Farewell, My Dari Swordsman 1179: Chapter 1147: Farewell, My Dari Swordsman The gathering was held under the Divine Wood Sky-Covering Banyan, near the Sleeping Hidden Realm.

When Jiang Ding arrived, he glanced from top to bottom at this divine tree, whose roots spread across the entire planet, its branches breaking through the atmosphere and extending into the starry sky.

In the past, when he was young, he believed it to be just a giant tree, a rare and ancient species encountered by the predecessors of the Xiann Sect.

Now, he understood that this was not a tree at all, not a living thing, but a colossal bionic robot, an artificial plant-like robot created by countless elites of Xiann Sect using nurous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, serving as the main host for the Central Array Spirit Computer.

Every leaf and every branch of this cosmic tree was a treasure-like item crafted personally by the sect’s predecessors; beneath the appearance of the bark, trunk, and leaves lay circuits of spiritual energy components, and array runes and patterns.

If one could slice open a leaf, these mysteries would be revealed, showing the intricacies of the spiritual energy circuits.

This was no rare ancient species!

It was a monuntal project designed by countless brilliant minds and wise ancestors of Xiann Sect, who poured their heart’s blood into creating sothing that would benefit future generations.

The reason this super bionic robot was designed in the form of a tree was because this shape was most suitable for absorbing Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, transforming the void and chaos, and drawing in the cosmic starlight.

Jiang Ding was lost in thought, pondering many things.

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng, unsurprised, each grabbed one of his arms and pulled him toward the crowd.

“Hey, you’re here!”

Gu Lin True Lord greeted them with a smile and a teasing look.

Around them, Ouyang Hui, Liu Xiong, and many other contemporary Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators looked over, feeling nostalgic upon seeing the green-clothed youth who looked the sa as he did a thousand years ago.

Their lives were nearing an end.

While his life seed to have just begun, still in its youth as a Domain Overlord.

“Hello, Teacher Gu Lin.”

“Teacher Ouyang…

Mr.

Liu…”

Jiang Ding quickly ca to himself.

He greeted each of these forr teachers one by one; although the age difference was not significant on the scale of a thousand years, a teacher was always a teacher.

“Jiang Ding, it’s been a long ti,” Ouyang Hui sighed.

Today, they spoke not of philosophical Tao, but shared their experiences over the years, recollecting past tis and their expectations for the future.

With peers gradually passing away, the few remaining confidants were just the people around them.

“How is the situation in the Horned Ming Realm war?”

Jiang Ding asked casually.

The conflict in the Horned Ming Realm concerned the life or death of the Nine Spirits Realm, and he had been keeping track through the Xiann Sect’s military intelligence updates.

However, detailed as these were, they were not as vivid as the accounts from these Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators, who had just withdrawn from the battlefield.

“It’s the sa old, covert and hidden.”

Gu Lin True Lord reminisced for a mont and said, “Strategic planning is a matter for our seniors.

Our military service has been quite mundane; we just lurk deep in the starry sky of the Fla Stone Star Domain, always in concealed combat readiness, without interfering with the Minor Thousand Worlds of the Fla Stone Star Domain.”

“The Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators and Immortal Sect Practitioners perform the most tasks, as their individual combat abilities far exceed ours.

They often undertake covert operations beyond the Fla Stone Star Domain.”

“Especially Taiyin Swordsman Yu Qianzi.

She has begun to demonstrate combat power above the Peak of Divinity Transformation, making rapid progress in various assassinations and concealnt operations, earning many rits and accelerating our infiltration beyond the Fla Stone Star Domain.”

“Beyond that, I don’t know much.”

Though she was the daughter of the Divine chanism Heavenly Monarch, she was not privy to secrets due to her position, nor did the Heavenly Monarch disclose confidential matters to her.

It wouldn’t be in accordance with the rules, nor was it necessary.

“I see.”

Jiang Ding nodded, not boasting of any secrets to draw attention.

He knew more.

He had access to almost all top-secret information of the Xiann Sect as he was the strongest individual force within the sect, an emperor-in-waiting, though he didn’t command a large army or hold a real power position.

His status within the organization was very prominent, and his clearance extrely high.

Currently, in the Horned Ming Realm battlefield, the Nine Great Immortal Sects were attempting to assassinate several Ancient Emperors and dozens of Great Emperors in one fell swoop, aiming to cripple the defense system of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan completely.

Then, the entire army of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, practicing Master of Refining Nothingness, would march forthrightly towards the dium Thousand World where nurous powerful mbers of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan gathered, intending to destroy their defenses and eradicate them entirely.

But this was extrely difficult.

Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors were incredibly powerful beings who had erged from a strong lineage like that of Jiaoming Emperor, having undergone countless life-and-death hardships to reach their current status.

“If it were so easy to be ambushed, they would have died ten thousand tis already and could never beco Great Emperors.

Body Cultivation powerhouses focus on unlocking the Divine Abilities of the body and possess the terrifying instincts of wild beasts.

Many Heavenly chanism Techniques hadn’t even touched upon them before they were instantly detected and reverse-located by these powerhouses, reaching irrational extres.

Often, the difficulty of setting an ambush might even exceed directly defeating a Great Emperor or Ancient Emperor.

To successfully set an ambush, extrely high demands are placed on the Heavenly chanism and the Immortal Dao technology of Concealnt from the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

The slightest mistake, revealing even a tiny flaw, could easily backfire and turn the ambushers into the ambushed.

Of course, this kind of war involving an entire Domain is still quite far removed from Jiang Ding.

He is aware of it but does not yet have the standing to comnt.

All this is thanks to the many forebears of Xiann and those eight Great Experts.

“I hope our slumber goes smoothly.”

Gu Lin True Lord expressed hope: “If sothing unexpected happens and we have to awaken from our slumber, we might be able to et sooner and fight side by side.”

“Hopefully so.”

Jiang Ding nodded.

A millennium-long slumber is important for him too; it’s best not disrupted, as it affects the cultivation of the Power of Order in the Sword Realm.

Many Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators chatted for a long ti, from childhood, to all sorts of embarrassing incidents while learning, ongoing wars, and discussing their descendants, children, and many mischievous students.

Over the years, many friends got married, like instructor Liu Xiong, who had a daughter late in life, with a woman cultivator at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul; their little one, now a Foundation-building cultivator, is here as well.

Others remained alone, pursuing the Dao on their own.

The cultivators were split half-and-half between these two paths, each walking the path they chose.

Everyone chatted casually without any wine or joyous singing and dancing; everything was plain, much like these Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators who, after countless spectacular experiences, returned to a peaceful life.

Unnoticed, several days passed, and the gathering reached its conclusion.

“Ha ha!”

“My fellow cultivators, there’s no need to be somber.”

Gu Lin True Lord stood up, drank the Spiritual Tea in his cup in one go, and without any attachnt walked towards the Sleeping Hidden Realm within the Heaven-Covering Banyan.

He waved his hand and said, “Farewell, my Fellow Daoists!

See you after Divinity Transformation!”

“May we et again in a thousand years and drink another cup of Spiritual Tea together.”

“And, farewell father.”

She glanced in one direction.

There, Divine chanism Heavenly Monarch nodded slightly.

“Gu Lin, Fellow Daoist, see you after Divinity Transformation!”

Jiang Ding and other Immortals raised their cups in farewell.

Afterward, one by one, either alone or in pairs, the Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators walked towards the Sleeping Hidden Realm; their figures gradually disappeared into the trunk of the Heaven-Covering Banyan, temporarily isolating everything from Xiann, quietly awaiting the sequencing and ergence of the opportunity to Transform into a Deity, and then erging to breakthrough to Divinity Transformation.

Only three people remained.

“An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng.”

Jiang Ding looked at the two won, recalling the first ti they t.

It was during the Xiann Cold Weapons College Entrance Exam – they competed against each other for the top rank, then the wars in the Small Huangtong World, and the college days… All monts shared and the life together, each and every mory cherishing.

Yet, all this was about to et a separation of a millennium.

“Wishing you both, a smooth slumber, and successful promotion to Divinity Transformation.”

Jiang Ding said no more and raised his cup in farewell.

“Jiang Ding, goodbye.”

Jin Lingfeng felt sowhat disappointed.

“My Jiang Ding, the future Master of Refining Nothingness, Harmonization God Monarch, True Immortal youngling, goodbye.”

An Siyan said gently, smiling.

“Hmm.”

Jiang Ding nodded lightly.

He quietly watched the two won’s disappearing figures into the trunk of the Heaven-Covering Banyan, standing stupefied in place for a long period.

Then, he left alone.”