Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1949 - 1917: Mass Production of Solar System-Class W

Jiang Ding walked quietly in the cosmic starry sky of the Xiann Sect.

Beside him, one chanical planet after another blossod. Each chanical planet was originally the size of a fist, flying out from his sleeve like mischievous sprites.

These chanical planets gradually grew larger as they left his sleeve, dreamlike, and instantly transford into real planets, orbiting around the green-clothed youth, moving within their trajectories like the nine planets orbit a star in a star system.

Jiang Ding stood among the vast universe, gazing at one of the chanical planets.

On its surface, nurous runes and the principles of Dao Essence operated and flickered, along with many chanical gears rotating, continuously producing warships, war machines, nanofluid robots, and nurous ship cannons, rail cannons, star killing cannons. Fleets of deep space warships traversed between chanical planets, surveying all directions, scouting for any potential enemy.

Any single fleet of deep space warships was a quasi-ninth rank fleet above the Heavenly Human Peak.

In this place, there are nine such deep space fleets!

Furthermore, if a fleet is damaged or needed, by relying on the core battleship components reserved on the nine chanical planets, as long as this Solar System-level super battleship sails to any World Community, it can continuously produce more deep space fleets. At its peak, it might even simultaneously deploy thirty-six unmanned deep space fleets!

Solar System-level warship!

This is the officially mass-produced Solar System-level warship by the Xiann Sect.

This single battleship’s composition includes nine quasi-ninth rank unmanned Destruction Fleets, sufficient to shatter all resistance forces below the Supre in a cluster of Great Thousand Worlds within a period.

Even if it were a True Immortal, it should be able to delay for a while, slowing down their pursuit...right?

"I should set off now."

"This ti, encountering a True Immortal is possible, and I should be more cautious to avoid them tracking back to the Mother Star."

Jiang Ding took one last glance at the distant Solar System, his body slowly disappearing.

...

Sealed Spirit Forbidden Domain.

No, after twenty thousand years of developnt, the na here has already changed, and the beings of the Perishing Immortal Realm call it the Dream Realm.

On this day, Dari Swordsman returned here once again.

In the past twenty thousand years, he also appeared from ti to ti, but he didn’t stay for long, rely controlling the overall situation without revealing himself.

Jiang Ding appeared among the ruins of the Black Stone Holy City.

After tens of thousands of years, naturally, nothing has changed here, because no beings have co here, naturally nothing can be built here. As ti passed, he lost interest in all environnts, be it luxurious, simple, or elegant—all places were the sa to him.

"Beidou Ancient Road,"

"Is it really very far away?"

Jiang Ding gazed at the Beidou Ancient Order, simultaneously using the secret technique of the abandoned ancient road inherited by the Human Race’s Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot, but there was indeed no result, unable to enter the abandoned Beidou Ancient Road using these thods.

Because it was too remote.

The endless cosmic starry sky Immortal Path constants calibrated by the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor in the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot have already deviated, unable to facilitate ultra-long-distance transmission within the endless starry sky. The foundation of the Immortal Dynasty’s existence has crumbled.

Jiang Ding again used the broken sword tip as a dium to invoke the secret technique of the abandoned ancient road.

Indeed, this ti it succeeded.

As long as the secret technique is truly activated, one can enter the abandoned Beidou Ancient Road developed by the Beidou Holy Land and access a ti rift, obtaining opportunities or being completely buried within, with no one else ever knowing.

"Beidou Ancient Order..."

Jiang Ding chuckled, leaving it in place, casually placing it amid the rubble of a wall.

The intentions of the Beidou Holy Land, he understood.

But he didn’t need it.

Firstly, for distrust, secondly, because it was unnecessary.

In this world, powerful beings are scarce; they should be cherished. How can one stand too high before even eting another?

This would diminish many powerful beings, sothing a Sword Cultivator does not pursue.

Jiang Ding stood up again, looking at the entire Dream Realm.

Compared to twenty thousand years ago, it has changed greatly.

Everywhere, there were green hills and clear waters, rivers, lakes, and streams. Factories stood tall, and the sky frequently featured various transport ships, transporting raw materials, finished elixirs, talismans, treasures, machinery armor, and more flying into the distance, supporting the ongoing fierce war in the Perishing Immortal Realm.

Twenty thousand years ago, the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan was defeated and exiled, leading to an internal conflict among the Eight Great Immortal Sects and the quasi-immortal clan.

Currently, the situation is the Sky Blood Dragon Court, Black Prison Hundred-headed Dog, Immortal Artifact Sect forming one faction, the ancient Immortal Sects Dan Tian Immortal Sect, Heavenly Beast Garden forming another faction, while the newly risen Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm and others form their own sect.

Every Immortal Sect felt pressure, eager to annex other sects before the Pure Yang Sword Child becos Supre, using enormous resources to advance further, aiming to be the Great Thousand World Dominator first.

Sadly, like in previous thousands of years of warfare, there was no power gap between both sides, resulting in a stalemate with no decisive victory trend.

After tens of thousands of years, the exiled Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan even had a potential coback as the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Master’s wounds began to heal.

The future trajectory of the Perishing Immortal Realm is truly bewildering.

These concerns didn’t relate much to the Dari Swordsman, sitting confined in the Dream Realm. He couldn’t interfere with external affairs of the Perishing Immortal Realm, stepping out would lead to being besieged by the Supre.

Jiang Ding didn’t dwell on these long-term matters; his sight gradually fell on the Dream Realm, observing the entire Upper Domain through the omnipresent Array Spirit.

In this domain, there were bubbles of all colors scattered everywhere.

Many high-tech cultivators seeking refuge had curious glances at these bubbles, so wary, while the local cultivators were accustod, frequently seeing cultivators enter bubbles, transforming into a life form within, cultivating, enlightening the Dao, working.

Occasionally, soone burst into tears, occasionally, soone gained greatly, as if experiencing many lives.

Jiang Ding’s gaze fell on a bubble.

This is an Enlightennt Bubble.

From ti to ti, cultivators entered it, transforming into a mortal, or a weed, living their life as their Dao Heart settled.

Beside it was an Artifact Refining Factory Bubble.

Cultivators entered it, manipulating their body within the dream realm, precisely and efficiently handling various artifact refining procedures, producing nurous treasure components with efficiency and quality far surpassing those outside.

And the Alchemy Bubble...

Various types of bubbles, the Dream Realm has long transford into a Dream Realm Civilization, developing nurous thods to utilize dreams, this is precisely how the na Dream Realm ca to be.

Occasionally, beings ca to inspect outside the dream bubbles; these inspection cultivators included Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterflies, beings from different races, many humans, completely different from the dominant presence envisioned by the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Master—they couldn’t monopolize everything, as there were elites from all races.

The Dream Realm used any being, any race, equally and efficiently, as long as they were useful to the Dream Realm.

Over the years, elites from various races continuously ca to the Dream Realm, contributing to its developnt.

So ca voluntarily for wealth and legacy, others were forced to exile due to failed political struggles in their native races, while so were directed by their race’s Supre to co here, hidden while waiting for a chance...

The reasons were myriad, but the master of the Dream Realm didn’t mind, as long as one was useful and didn’t violate the laws.

Nurous Perishing Immortal Realm elites gathered, efficiently and orderly organized together, walking the Great Dream Sword Dao, birthing countless brilliant dream realm knowledge over thousands of years, greatly perfecting the Dari Swordsman’s Great Dream Sword Dao, providing him considerable aid.

In these years, the Great Dream Sword Dao gradually advanced and could be put to practical use.

The elites of the various races in the Perishing Immortal Realm were suprely ritorious.

"Dream..."

Jiang Ding gently flicked the dreamlike Taiqing Flying Sword, producing a lodious sound.

His figure slowly disappeared, plunging into the distant abandoned Ancient Heavenly Ascension Road, resembling dreams that arise and vanish, dispersing without a trace.