Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1310: 1278: Acquiring the Harmonization Treasured Bo

Chapter 1310: Chapter 1278: Acquiring the Harmonization Treasured Bone Emperor Hamr

Boom!

Rumble!

Tens of thousands of ship cannons fired beams of dazzling light simultaneously. Two Emperor Sons and dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators revealed frenzy in their eyes, madly pushing their mana to guide their treasures into lethal strikes.

The entire battlefield, with tens of millions of cultivators, focused their attacks entirely on the Steel Bone King.

So Nascent Soul cultivators even burned their essence blood, unwilling to lag behind in the slightest, as if possessed.

At this mont, the Steel Bone King was no longer seen as an enemy, but rather as glittering Spirit Stones, radiant Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, and the unyielding path forward on the Dao.

“Skull Blood Imperial Clan!”

“Imperial Clan…”

The Steel Bone King wept bitterly.

He burned his essence blood, pouring all his mana into the Bone Emperor Hamr, swinging this final, treasured weapon of the Skull Blood Vine Demon Clan with relentless and tragic ferocity at all his enemies.

Boom!

The combined assault drowned the Silver Light Skeleton holding the Bone Emperor Hamr.

The attacks of millions of cultivators landed on a single individual.

The Steel Bone King’s body froze abruptly.

Crack!

Starting from his silver tallic arms that tightly gripped the Bone Emperor Hamr, fissures appeared and spread, splintering limb by limb.

The fracturing extended from his arms to his ribcage, to his spine, down to his heels, and finally to his most resilient skull.

Every bone shattered, and even his flickering Divine Soul crumbled to nothingness, scattered into ash.

“Imperial Clan…”

The Steel Bone King’s gaze dimd completely, and he died with regret.

Never to be reincarnated.

All the Skull Blood Vine Demons who could transfer his Divine Soul had already died, exterminated first. And even if there were more skeletons alive, the Immortal Sect-level forces were far from incapable of counteracting soul transfers.

In the end, everything cos down to the high-level contest between the civilizations of the Immortal Tao. There are no insurmountable rules or advantages, no undefeatable abilities.

Countless fragnts of silver, radiant bones scattered, falling across the starry sky.

Many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators revealed expressions of desire and greed.

These were fifth-rank top-grade materials.

With these, they could refine treasures, especially treasures for attack and defense — Primordial Spirit Treasures — significantly enhancing the power of their Life Treasures, giving them trendous advantages in confrontations between those of the sa realm and in survival scenarios.

Moreover, these represented battle rits — a heavy reward from Immortal Sect-level forces.

However, no one dared step forward to claim the spoils of war.

There was no sign of chaos or infighting; the millions-strong conscripted army maintained utmost order and reverence.

In the past, it was not unheard of for individuals to scramble for the spoils of war — it was part of the life of cultivators across the Ten Thousand Clans, an ingrained habit, almost instinctual.

But those people, ultimately, all perished.

All spoils were surrendered to the collective, distributed based on battle rits.

This was an unshakable iron law of the Immortal Sect armies, a bottom line that must be upheld, even if this entire Conscripted Army was annihilated. The sa principle applied to the Immortal Gate Citizen Fleet.

Strict military laws, paired with fair distribution, ensured absolute discipline within the Immortal Gate Recruitnt Fleet.

All Nascent Soul cultivators restrained their greed, painfully diverting their gaze from the fragnts of silver bones, even though so of those fragnts might contain treasures belonging to the so-called “Steel Bone Heavenly King,” the “Master of the Ten Thousand Clans.” Treasures stored within these remains could potentially make a Nascent Soul cultivator unimaginably rich, bursting with Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures.

Every Nascent Soul cultivator’s focus fell upon an ancient, tiworn bone hamr, their throats tightening as they swallowed nervously.

This bone hamr bore traces of withered yellow hues, having endured countless eons. Aged and dim in its Spiritual Light, it still emitted an undeniable aura of a peerless treasure.

The Steel Bone King couldn’t even wield one ten-thousandth of its power, yet it was sufficient for him to dominate the Emperor Realm and defeat nurous opponents stronger than himself.

Even under the combined strike of millions of cultivators from the Conscripted Army, space had dissolved, and order had shattered. Life and matter ceased to exist, yet the Bone Emperor Hamr remained unchanged — still ancient and unassuming in appearance.

Its dimd Spiritual Light was not because it had suffered any grievous injury, but because its wielder had perished.

In the fleeting instant of the Steel Bone King’s death, the space around the Bone Emperor Hamr grew hazy. Countless Tao Rules erged, like a law net, as the solid hamr began to dissolve, fading like a mirage.

This was the Dao rging Treasure of a race’s inheritance!

A treasure imbued with such profound heritage was near-impossible to retain without mastery of exceptionally potent Harmonization thods, coupled with advanced skills in artifact refining and breaking restrictions.

Years ago, when the Skull Blood Vine Demon Clan was defeated and driven to extinction, all skeletons turned to dust, yet this treasure of their inheritance had not been lost. It was instead captured by the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

Centuries ago, it appeared as though the Steel Bone King had chanced upon the Bone Emperor Hamr through sheer luck.

That was entirely false — the Bone Emperor Hamr had willingly appeared near him, near the Emperor Son of his race.

In the sa location, anyone else could try their luck a million tis and never glimpse the Bone Emperor Hamr’s shadow.

“Bone Emperor Hamr!”

“Here!”

“Co here, co here, co to , look at …”

Hua Teng called gently, her voice soft and tender, beckoning repeatedly.

The Dao rging Treasure, the Bone Emperor Hamr!

This artifact held imnse importance for the Skull Blood Vine Demon Clan. It could facilitate the birth of more tribe mbers, grant them Qi Ling, greatly enhance the capabilities of their skeleton army formations, provide invaluable insights into understanding the Order of Bones and the Rules of Bones, and contained vast Harmonization inheritance…

Buzz!

The Bone Emperor Hamr trembled slightly, stabilizing from its vanishing, illusory state.

But it did not fly toward Hua Teng.

The hamr’s body flickered with Spiritual Light, over and over again, lingering in hesitation. Within it, the thoughts and logic of generations of Skull Blood Emperors erged — thoughts laden with judgnt and discernnt, legacies left behind by the countless tribe leaders who had followed the Ancient Divine Path’s Divine Monarch, battling in unknown realms.

They had detected the discrepancies in this Skull Blood Emperor Son.

“I am the last generation’s Skull Blood Emperor Son!”

“There are no restrictions on my Divine Soul that allow others to control my life or death!”

“This starry sky is about to be engulfed by the Immortal Sect’s order. An independent Skull Blood Emperor Son cannot erge; such a figure would be eliminated on sight. I am your only choice!”

Hua Teng spoke rapidly, listing various reasons.

“Traitor…”

“A traitor who slaughtered her own kind…”

The Bone Emperor Hamr did not yield. Furious roars echoed from within — one voice, yet seemingly overlapping with dozens of others. These were the lingering wills of past Skull Blood Emperors, brimming with killing intent.

“I am not a traitor.”

“The Steel Bone King was courting death. He betrayed the Immortal Sect and brought ruin upon our race’s promising future. I am the correct choice. I am both Human and Skull Blood Vine Demon. The most exceptional and morally upright Skull Blood Vine Demons are, by nature, Immortal Sect Humans.”

Hua Teng retorted emphatically.

“Absurd! Utterly shaless!”

“The dignity and honor of a race…”

“…A tragedy for our kind…”

“…Traitor…”

The will within the Bone Emperor Hamr raged on, its furious insults descending into madness and chaos.

“Silence!”

“Enough! Shut up, all of you!”

“What’s a few dead skeletons worth? They aren’t even citizens.”

Hua Teng interrupted the overlapping voices without hesitation, saying disdainfully, “Don’t lecture about how many of your own you butchered during your rise to power — dissenters, challengers, all of them.”

“What nonsense about traitors. Laughable!”

“If killing the likes of the Steel Bone King makes a traitor, then you’re all traitors without exception.”

“And as for honor, what honor?!”

“At your peak, you were nothing more than slaves of the Ancient Divine Path. Don’t think I don’t know. You couldn’t even control your own lives. What honor are you prattling about?”

“At least after my moral and ethical evaluation scored a perfect hundred and twenty points, the Immortal Sect didn’t place restrictions on my Divine Soul!”

“Honor…”

The furious voices within the Bone Emperor Hamr abruptly faltered, montarily at a loss for words.

“What’s it going to be? Make up your mind,” Hua Teng pressed again.

“…”

The Bone Emperor Hamr remained silent for a long ti.

Monts later, it ceased its vanishing act and wavered toward Hua Teng, landing beside her ear and transforming into a delicate, exquisite earring.