Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1599: 1567: Little Little Little Jiang Dingzi

Chapter 1599: Chapter 1567: Little Little Little Jiang Dingzi

The shattered cosmic starry sky is recovering, the torn Heavenly Dao Rules Net gradually closing, and the world ravaged by the great battle has returned to normal.

Eight Great Experts stood in the void, their expressions indifferent.

In their hearts, however, there was so despondency.

This ambush, planned for thousands of years, with layer upon layer of arrangents, concealed the Tianji Cause and Effect, using the most primitive sword battle desire of Sword Cultivators to lure the enemy into a predetermined battlefield, seizing every advantage.

In the battle, they also fought with all their might, without a shred of internal strife, even burning Essence Blood and Divine Soul, using a life-or-death secret technique, and are still heavily injured.

The price was undeniably high.

Yet, this generation’s Great Sun Sword Master still escaped.

Once he escaped, in the future, his growth rate will surely far exceed everyone’s, reaching another height. When he achieves the Peak of Void Refinent, when he harmonizes…

The terrifying possibilities of the future, even Cultivators completely ignorant of Heavenly chanism Techniques can deduce clearly.

The Tianji God Monarch, the strongest Cultivator of the Heavenly chanism in this world community, sees even more. He can even see how he would die, how he would fall. The scenes seem about to happen in the next mont, chilling to the bone.

There is not a shred of hope.

That future enveloped in endless darkness…

This starry sky is silent, a needle can be heard falling, even the omnipresent Netherworld Gang Wind Ocean Current has vanished, long since frozen by the cold killing intent unconsciously emanating from the eight mighty beings.

“How about,”

“We massacre the entire domain for fun, how about that?”

The Great Power from Shadow Demon Abyss lightly chuckled suddenly, indescribably enchanting and charming: “To spread the fires of slaughter and war across the entire world community, kill, kill, kill… kill everyone under heaven, kill all the living beings under heaven.”

“After I die, who in the world cannot die?”

“Let’s start here…”

She howled lowly, wild and crazy, coldly watching the billions of beings in the Youming Realm.

The dark starry sky writhed, bulging, turning into shadow ghost beings, each wielding sharp blades, silently pouncing on everyone in the world.

With the power of a Harmonization God Monarch, exterminating a world is but a small effort.

As this shadow was about to enter the world, it was blocked by a lush, droplet-green leaf, which halted all the shadow ghosts outside, draping the world in a layer of the net of life, protecting the living beings within.

“Looking for death!”

“You pretentious bitch…”

The Great Power from Shadow Demon Abyss suddenly turned her head, staring fiercely at the fairy-like figure within the giant Qingmu tree.

“You’ve gone a bit mad.”

“But don’t drag us down with you.”

The Great Power of the Green Wood Immortal Sect said indifferently: “Exterminating the world will surely invite the world’s resentnt. I still have over twelve thousand years to live, so I don’t want to go crazy with you.”

“If you want to die, stay away from , wait until I’ve left to do it.”

She had always been without sharpness, as radiant and gentle as life, but now her words carried no warmth, devoid of the emotions that all living beings should have.

“Humph!”

The Great Power from Shadow Demon Abyss sneered coldly but said no more.

The surrounding six Great Experts showed no interest in their dispute, remaining silent, lost in thought.

“If,”

“The Ancestor Court of Upper Realm Sect has completely perished, and the Xuan Bi Ancestor Master has died in battle, that would be good…”

The Great Expert from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace whispered.

In the Nine Spirits Realm, he did not consider himself strong, even thinking his power was far inferior to other Sect heritage seeds, after being suppressed by the Great Sun Sword Pavilion for so many years, and with the Nine Spirits Realm so barren, unable to produce any formidable figures, it was like the countryside.

However, when he truly left the Nine Spirits Realm and ca to the Ancient Divine Domain Boundary Domain Group, he realized sothing completely unexpected.

Could it be that other heritage seeds are perhaps weaker?

For the Harmonization Sect, the Ancient Divine Domain is already considered rich!

No longer can one say the barren world restricted the growth of the heritage seeds.

Yet, what about the fully grown Heavenly God Palace?

Just like that, pathetically weak!

This, the Great Expert from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace felt keenly while devouring the Heavenly God Monarch, chewing it bit by bit, crushing even its bones, grinding its Divine Soul into powder with his teeth.

The Heavenly God Monarch turned into mush still remained in his stomach, in no more than a thousand years, it would be completely digested, greatly enhancing his foundation.

“Indeed,”

“If the Ancestor Master dies, it will be good…”

The Great Power from Shadow Demon Abyss said with a bitter heart.

“Nonsense!”

“The Ancestor Master’s life energy spans hundreds of thousands of years and can even seal himself in slumber, how could he die?”

The Tianji God Monarch said angrily.

“Right, you diabolical demon humans, this Divine Monarch is ashad to associate with you!”

The Great Power from the Five Elents Heavenly Sect proclaid righteously.

The Righteous Immortal Sect Great Powers all cursed angrily, disdainfully, as if witnessing sothing that defied human decency, extrely furious.

Yet within the cursing voices, there seed to be a slight expectation?

The legend that before the annihilation of a Near Immortal Level Sect of the Upper Realm, there would be a final remnant inheritance gift…

…

At a great distance from the Youming Realm’s cosmic starry sky.

This place has already completely departed from the Youming Sword Cave Heaven World Group, coming to a deserted, dead sky, very distant from any Minor Thousand World, a desert of life, devoid of any Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi.

Boom!

One day, a Chaos Water Drop pierced through from the sky above, smashing into a teor the size of the moon, shattering the teor into countless fragnts shooting in all directions of the universe, continuing to wander into the unknown far distance.

At the original location of the giant teor, the Chaos Water Drop finally exhausted all of its kinetic energy, coming to a stop.

The droplet was the size of a thumb, its surface atoms arranged in absolute order, absolutely smooth, occasionally flickering with chaotic multicolored light. It was precisely this Chaos mbrane that granted it nearly zero friction resistance, using relatively small force to traverse a long distance.

Now, this layer of Chaos mbrane has finally reached its limit.

Bang!

The multicolored Chaos mbrane shattered, collapsing into a mass of Spiritual Light that dissipated into nothing, revealing a thumb-sized being curled up inside.

He rested his head on his knees, hugging his knees tightly, trying his best to beco a spherical shape.

It was, only thumb-sized.

He slowly lifted his head, revealing eyes like stars, full of delight.

“Finally,”

“Finally escaped, and only injured, not as miserable as last ti.”

The little Jiang Ding stretched his limbs, loosened his muscles, and said with satisfaction: “Although ninety-eight percent of all cells and Divine Soul were lost, the arms, brain, legs, hair, eyes, heart, ridians, elixir field, sea of consciousness… all the parts are intact, without any damage, all functions perfectly intact.”

“It should take five or six hundred years to recover fully.”

“Not bad, not bad.”

“Truly worthy of being myself, anyone else would have died for sure, impossible to survive one bit…”

He said smugly.