Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1690: 1658: Future Solar System-Class Warship, Solar

Chapter 1690: Chapter 1658: Future Solar System-Class Warship, Solar Wings

Xiann Sect · Forr Yuan Mofa City Ruins.

A Mystic Gold Flying Sword with dim Spiritual Light appears in the cold, dead starry sky, inconspicuous among the stars ford by the stars of Zhou Tian, appearing as re dust on a cosmic scale, easily overlooked.

But in reality, that’s not the case.

At the instant this Flying Sword appears, a terrifying gravity erges, as if a planet suddenly appears here. The gravity instantly affects the movent of surrounding teors and planets, even causing a slight shift in the orbit of a nearby star.

This is a Celestial Body Level creation!

“Woohoo!”

“I’m back! There were no Heavenly n blocking , nor was I killed by Near Immortal beings!”

Jiang Ding’s Sword Soul appears within the Taiqing Flying Sword, without any body left but shattered into ash, Sword Soul fragnted and miserable, yet he declares with pride, “I am truly too strong!”

“I’m too strong!!!”

His mood is exceptionally good, and he even whistles.

“The Tethering Silk Celestial is really too kind.”

“The locals are really too polite, and the Immortal Artifact Sect is an exceptionally good sect—killing him gave not just an absence of moral burden, but the joy of acting on behalf of the heavens.”

“A perfect sect indeed…”

Jiang Ding says sincerely.

Of course, the fact that so beings died in the aftermath of the battle is indeed a tragedy, but it wasn’t his doing; his own aftershocks were restrained. As soone born from Xiann Sect, he harbors much sympathy for mortals and low-ranking cultivators.

“The only pity is that I didn’t completely kill the Tethering Silk Celestial.”

“I have to say, that’s a regret.”

Jiang Ding sighs.

Like the Tonghe Dao God Monarch, the Heavenly Man further integrates his Divine Soul Brand with the Heavenly Dao, and goes even further, mastering his own rules of subtle adjustnt within the Heavenly Dao, further expanding his autonomy.

If a Heavenly Man dies in battle, his many avatars can still survive.

Moreover, if a Heavenly Man had prepared for his own death beforehand, and prepared a powerful body for seizing, the resurrection ti would significantly shorten.

Judging from the abundant heritage transmitted by Yang Bone Heavenly Person to him, Heavenly n of the Upper Realm Immortal Sect typically resurrect within ten thousand years.

This is the cockroach-like tenacious vitality of Heavenly n.

To completely erase the traces of a Heavenly Man from the world, one must master the power of causality, kill all avatars at the mont of his death, and then delve into the rules of the Heavenly Dao to completely kill his Divine Soul Brand, only then can a Heavenly Man truly be dead.

This level of strength must approach the level of the Supre of the Great Thousand World to be possible.

The Immortal Sect Disciples are still far from this height.

However, death of one’s body is still a devastating cost for a Heavenly Man, aning the Law Body cultivated over tens of thousands of years is broken, and even if resurrected, taking cultivation to the peak would require millennia more, greatly reducing the possibilities of further advancing cultivation base, resenting it as a grudge not to die without a resolution.

“Let’s leave it at that, talk about these later.”

“Don’t know if there will be a chance to et such hospitable Heavenly n again in the future.”

Jiang Ding takes a deep breath, looking at his spoils of war, instantly rejuvenated.

The items that the Tethering Silk Celestial carried with him were not many, rely a bundle of Puppet Silk Threads rooted in causality and destiny, plus a wrench-sized space treasure of fingertip size.

This bundle of Puppet Silk Threads is extrely mysterious.

Once it appears in the Soulless Universe, it sprouts countless ends trying to burrow sowhere but finds nothing, only able to extend endlessly outward, sprawling across the wide starry sky, spanning teors and nurous planets, and even extending many Puppet Silk Threads onto a star, trying to wrap it up.

Buzz buzz…

A bundle of Puppet Silk Threads entwines a star, eclipsing its light. These Heavenly Human Level Puppet Silk Threads desperately seek sothing to replace Spiritual Energy, a substitute for rules, hence indiscriminately choosing the star.

Remarkably, it wraps around the star again and again, without being incinerated!

The star dims by multiple levels in an instant.

“The material is unexpectedly good!”

Jiang Ding’s eyes glow brightly, genuinely praising.

He hasn’t touched seized treasures for a long ti; any seized treasure basically equals raw materials in his hands, demanding considerable effort to refine and reclaim, dismissing enemy’s treasure refining abilities as too crude, vastly inferior to Xiann’s refining industry.

But now, he acknowledges the saying “there’s always Heaven beyond Heaven, people beyond people.”

The Tethering Silk Celestial’s bundle of Puppet Silk Threads can entirely wrap a star without destruction, with many ends penetrating into the star’s core, enduring for a mont, instantly retreating, truly beyond the ordinary, harder than his Flying Sword.

This thing might later be refined into solar-energy wings for a solar system level warship.

“Let’s play slowly; I’ll co find you later.”

Jiang Ding places Sword Soul Brand marks on the Puppet Silk Threads and space treasure wrench, then leaves, controlling the sword swiftly toward Xiann’s Mother Planet.

Now he is on the brink of death, unable to handle these two spoils of war.

Leaving them here is good; Heavenly Man’s treasures surely contain many prohibitions, Divine Soul traps, causal traps, and his Immortal Path has long since beco unknown in terms of solving them, leaving them in the Soulless Universe for so weakening, and when healed and returning, their handling difficulty will certainly decline significantly.

A Sword-light runs wildly across the universe, flickering unpredictably, soaring with light-year speed.

After much passage of ti, Jiang Ding again arrives at Xiann’s Mother Planet, a beautiful solar system covered by nurous dark green banyan tree branches.

“Welco, Great Sun Participating.”

The Central Array Spirit Computer receives this Flying Sword, shelters him, and sends him into the highest-level Quasi Eighth-order injury healing secret realm, gathering countless Spiritual Energy and Taiyi Green Wood Essence here.

Thanks to the surrender of the Green Wood Immortal Sect, Xiann Sect now has achieved multiple major breakthroughs in exploring Immortal Path healing technology, and the healing capabilities are far beyond the past.

“Yawn…”

“Tired.”

Jiang Ding and the Taiqing Flying Sword feel sowhat sleepy, yawning lightly, gently falling into slumber.

Before sleeping, he passes the nurous Heavenly Human Level heritages along with greatly fragnted Near Immortal Level heritage obtained from Yang Bone Heavenly Person to be deposited in the Xiann Library of the Central Array Spirit Computer.

This is instinct.

An instinct of one of Xiann Sect’s oldest cultivators.

…

Simultaneously, Yuan who cultivates in the Mother Star administrative office seems to sense sothing, opens his eyes, wanting to go over to greet, but finds the other has already fallen asleep.

“Alas, doesn’t even chat a bit.”

Yuan sighs helplessly.

Many old friends sleep, leaving the entire Xiann Sect full of juniors, not a single person to chat with; though not young in years, he’s for the first ti experiencing such loneliness.

In the next mont, the newly erging knowledge in the Xiann Library makes Yuan quickly forget this loneliness.

“Heavens!”

“So much Heavenly Man heritage!”

Yuan’s eyes light up passionately, “Many research obstacles of Xiann Sect seem to be resolving, just copy them, the subsequent nurous Eighth-order projects will surely go much smoother.”

“Not chatting then, I’ll go do research.”

“Only Immortal Science is my true love, what Great Sun Sword Master, never heard of…”

Yuan hurriedly rises and gathers nurous Xiann Sect scientists for the convening of the new round of Xiann Sect Science Symposium.