Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1953 - 1921: Grass-type Demon Race Anomaly

Ti slowly passed.

Unconsciously, spring gave way to autumn, grasses turned green and then yellow, spring returned to warm the land, the snow lted, and the tender green blades of grass erged from the earth once more.

Another year had passed.

"Finally,"

"Accumulated enough Spiritual Energy to transform from a Mortal Plant to a Spiritual Plant."

Jiang Ding murmured.

As a Longevity Seed of the Endless Universe Starry Sky, he had experienced countless ages, a hundred years was but a fleeting mont, hardly leaving any trace in his heart.

At this mont, Jiang Ding perford an Inner view of his being.

As a weed living for over a century, he could be considered the Ancestor of all grass, an elite amongst the grass.

Although the stalks above ground were only a few dozen centiters, the roots spread like a web for kiloters, deeply entrenched tens of ters into the earth. Even if a disaster tore the land apart or a lengthy drought occurred, it couldn’t affect his life.

Moreover, his Divine Soul essence remained, and his Heavenly chanism Inference and Concealing Ability were untouched; any major calamities were unlikely.

Seemingly feeble, even a Qi Practitioner could uproot him.

But to truly accomplish this is nearly impossible.

Unless so Supre or Heavenly Human Peak Cultivator had discovered him and targeted him, only then could they pierce the Heavenly chanism Concealnt and truly find this fragile body.

Now, a hundred years had passed, and clearly, this had not happened.

Jiang Ding surveyed his body, then focused his gaze on the bulb-like structures spread across the underground like stars.

These bulbs numbered in the dozens, spread over kiloters, accumulated over a century, each containing a trace of Spiritual Energy.

"Earth, humanity align perfectly."

"Now just waiting for the right mont."

Jiang Ding glanced up at the sky.

It was noon, the blazing sun high, the clear sky without a cloud.

Yet, it wasn’t the ti for demon nature transformation; it needed to wait for sunset, moonrise, and starlight filling the sky for the right mont.

According to data from the agricultural departnt of the Xiann Sect, over eighty-two percent of Spiritual Plants make their breakthrough under the full moon.

During the full moon, a substance called ’Emperor’s Liquid’ may appear within the Taiyin Star.

This substance aids in the birth of Spiritual Plants among the Demon Race.

Furthermore, in the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm and the traditions of the six Yu Hui Immortal Sect, it is subtly ntioned that ’Emperor’s Liquid’ is tied to the Demon Race’s Destiny, an intervention in the Heavenly Dao, deeply connected to the foundation of demons, extrely profound.

But there is no need to fear.

The Human Race Heavenly Dao is not weak either.

Moreover, compared to the disparate races and the uneven Destiny within the Demon Race, the Human Race’s Destiny is stronger, more concentrated, typically prevailing in such contests, which is why the Ancient God Ancestor Master, Thunder Sun Ancestor, and other Domain Pride are always born.

"Sothing’s not right."

"Am I now demon or human?"

Jiang Ding suddenly thought of an urgent question, feeling a shiver on his scalp.

Previously, he was always under Human Race Heavenly Dao’s vigilance, which treated every person equally, granting identical opportunities, then watching their death or growth.

Though cold, for the strong, it proved fertile ground.

But now, without the Human Race body, is he still human?

Will he be targeted by the Human Race Heavenly Dao?

Jiang Ding grew watchful.

Don’t underestimate the unhurried manner of the Human Race Heavenly Dao; it’s an extrely dangerous entity!

When discussing the situation with the Sun Sword Master, they often lanted the birth of the demon anomaly, Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Master, Perishing Immortal Realm scattered as grains of sand, with the potential of being unified by the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan in the future, the likelihood too great.

Yet this is the case!

This very demon anomaly had just surfaced, barely displaying the signs of unifying the Perishing Immortal Realm, when an even more formidable human anomaly erged right after, firmly suppressing the demon anomaly.

It can hardly be considered rely coincidental.

"Destiny..."

Jiang Ding pondered a mont, calming down.

Destiny is probability.

For beings with unsettled foundations relying on luck, opposing Destiny is indeed dangerous; this is factual.

But for the Dari Swordsman, what he is about to do contains no luck factor, guaranteed to break through, even if targeted by the Human Race Heavenly Dao, it cannot forcibly change this fact, as there is no leverage.

This is the Heavenly chanism Immortal Palace Cultivators’ frequent terminology for stable Destiny.

As dusk arrived, the sun fell, darkness spread, the moon slowly ascended into the sky.

Today was the fifteenth of August, the full moon, particularly bright, casting clear light down upon the vast grasslands.

As night progressed, at a certain mont, the moonlight reached its zenith.

The world beca sowhat brighter.

Many coincidences rooted in the Heavenly Dao surfaced; amidst the bright moonlight, sothing even brighter appeared abruptly, like raindrops, descending to earth.

Emperor’s Liquid!

The rare occurrence of Emperor’s Liquid eruption once every three hundred years appeared by chance!

Raindrop-like moonlight fell upon the head of a howling wolf, instantly bringing earth-shaking change, leaving a lightning mark upon its fur, its eyes brimming with spirit, transforming from a mortal wolf into a Wolf Demon.

A wild horse, a black eagle, a grizzly bear...

Various animals and plants thriving outdoors experienced a breakthrough, gaining significant opportunity, with Demon Race population seeing a substantial increase on this night.

As for the livestock of herdsn, they seldom received such fortunes.

"Seems like no one is watching."

"It’s safe."

Jiang Ding repeatedly observed and confird.

"Then let’s begin."

Instantly, he triggered the Spiritual Energy accumulated over a century.

Dozens of bulbs underground withered, shriveled, all nutrients within frantically flowed into the main stalk, systematically transforming this weed.

The weed did not grow taller; this was not the path of its evolution.

The vast nutrients converged here, internally altering the weed’s leaves and roots, constructing intricate ridians and Elixir Field structures within the Mortal Plant’s roots.

The ridians erging in this creation were imnsely beautiful, embodying the natural elegance of the Immortal Path, such that even an unskilled mortal could perceive the suffocating force they contained.

Compared to such exquisite ridians, the natural ridians of those breaking through like Wolf Demons and Horse Demons appeared crude, akin to a child’s careless scribbles, utterly unpalatable.

What is this?

This is creation, this is a miracle!

This is akin to the demon anomaly of the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Clan, an even more perfect demon anomaly.

Among billions of Demon Race beings, through millions of years, countless demon births yielded such a perfect Demon Race entity by sheer coincidence.

This is the Demon Race’s peerless Elite!

The only distinction is, this demonic genius wasn’t propelled by Demon Race Destiny, but rather man-made, crafted by a Human Heavenly Pride, forcibly creating this perfect miracle!