Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1981 - 1949: Elites in the Rolling Currents of Time

The ti in the Fallen Immortal Great Thousand World passes slowly, without pausing for any reason.

Unknowingly, a hundred years have passed.

This segnt of ti is extrely brief for Taoist disciples. It’s just that after a short period of Cultivation, pondering the Ten Thousand Laws Original Ancient Scroll, and handling so research issues, the ti has slipped away.

But for most Foundation-building cultivators,

an entire lifeti has passed.

Years of hardship and danger, countless lonely nights, thrilling monts, instances of nine deaths and one life, countless ordinariness, countless splendid monts, countless love and hatred... all experienced one by one.

This initial segnt of life is enough to affect a cultivator’s entire life, never to be forgotten for many years.

Cultivate Qi No. 1 Great Dream Sword Realm.

This Great Dream Sword Realm created first by Dari Swordsman has gradually beco desolate over the years. From the peak state of ten thousand Cultivate Qi talents, bustling with voices and many Fellow Daoists fervently discussing Dao, to now completely deserted, there hasn’t been a trace of a person for a long ti.

How long has it been?

A Barbarian Clan man covered with fierce tiger tattoos appeared here, looking around, boldly stepping onto the lecture platform, closing his eyes waiting.

Compared to a hundred years ago, this Barbarian King from the Eastern Wilderness Mountains has changed greatly.

His aura is as steady as a mountain, with an aura as deep as an abyss and as vast as the ocean, a black-red Evil Qi on his body, a mighty one among Golden Pill Monks, no longer the youthful appearance years ago.

Chong Limo closed his eyes to rest, quietly waiting here.

Days later, another Gold core sword cultivators appeared here, glanced at the Barbarian Clan man, and found a place to sit by himself, without any conversation.

In the following month, one after another Golden Pill Monk appeared here.

Their deanors varied, auras differed, so carrying the aura of Poisonous Insects surrounded by myriad insects, so emanating the aura of Body Refining Vajra Unbreakable, so even had a ghostly presence, already shedding the Law Body, becoming a ghost, holding a cold Ice Crystal Longsword silently, with icy pressure spreading in all directions.

These are the elites of the Sword Dao.

They have forged a path from the dark fog, even if their journey ends here, they are worthy of the na of Human Race Sword Dao Genius.

Finally, the thirteenth Gold core sword cultivators appeared here.

This sword cultivator had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, born with a sword body, but lost the elegance of a young handso man from a hundred years ago, becoming a sinister sword cultivator, with faint imagery of corpses and a sea of blood hovering around, with a pungent bloody odor.

Blood Slaughter Sword, Li Mingyuan.

Since this Gold core sword cultivators appeared, everyone continued to wait for three years without anyone else coming.

Instantly, all understood.

The Fellow Daoists once agreed upon will never appear again.

They are gone, either having succumbed to Fire and Demonic during Cultivation, died at the hands of enemies, or perished due to misfortune in natural disasters, in any case, never to be seen again.

Everyone showed a look of sadness.

For a hundred years, depending on each other, encouraging each other, sharing Dao understanding without reservation, sotis drawing swords in excitent, singing loudly, dancing gracefully... Were these Fellow Daoists not true confidants, real Taoist Friends?

In a lifeti of a hundred years, how many such Fellow Daoists are there?

But now, all these Fellow Daoists have gone away.

Ten thousand Fellow Daoists, all Cultivate Qi talents from various places, now, after a hundred years, only thirteen remain.

Everyone fell into silence.

"Condolences, Mr. Li."

Chong Limo paused his tone and said.

With the Golden Pill advancent, his Divine Abilities have grown stronger, his status and activity ability have greatly increased, thus knowing further intelligence.

Twenty years ago, the Li Clan at Jade Belt River, the Divinity Transformation Li Clan, the entire clan was exterminated, leaving only Young Master Li escaping.

It was heard, this was because Young Master Li privately cultivated forbidden scriptures, angering the Upper Sect cultivators, thus suffering disaster, provoking the wrath of Upper Sect Great Divine Power Cultivator, obliterating the Li Clan with thousands of years of heritage, leaving none alive.

Li Clan was destroyed?

The surrounding Gold core sword cultivators glanced at Li Mingyuan in surprise, wanting to comfort him but not knowing what to say.

Over the years, who hasn’t experienced much misfortune?

Words of comfort, spoken would make one feel sad, better left unspoken.

"Condolences..."

"Where is there any condolence?"

Li Mingyuan’s voice was hoarse, filled with regret and pain: "If I hadn’t insisted on cultivating these scriptures, my Li Clan would not have been destroyed, would not have..."

This person looked at this Dream Realm, giving birth to resentnt.

"Immortal Monarch!"

"You have the ability to end this chaotic era, don’t you? It must be so, right?"

Li Mingyuan roared lowly: "Why must you let us experience such pain, why must you let us be separated from our spouses, have all family dead, why must be so ruthless?"

"Why?"

"Why must it be so?!"

This Golden Pill Monk shouted angrily.

The roaring sound echoed in the Great Dream Sword Realm, spreading far and gradually disappearing.

The surrounding Golden Pill Monks maintained calm expressions.

Letting him vent.

After a long while, when Li Mingyuan cald down, Chong Limo sighed and said: "Fellow Daoist should best change your Dao Heart, otherwise you might soon perish, dying from Fire and Demonic."

"No one owes you, everything is your own choice."

"Besides, if the Immortal Monarch wants to end the chaotic era, you think the Li Clan can escape?"

Chong Limo asked rhetorically.

"Why?"

Li Mingyuan was stunned.

He really didn’t know.

"Haha!"

"It seems Fellow Daoist indeed has a good family, with family mbers caring for you, shielding you from outside filth, enviable."

Chong Limo sighed and said: "Do you not know what your Jade Belt River Li Clan’s livelihood is?"

"The business your Li Clan relied on to rise and to wealth was finding many talented cultivators, refining them into Dao Fruit, presenting them to the Upper Sect, pleasing the Upper Sect’s strongn, thus gaining many years of wealth."

"Your Li Clan did well in this line of business, famous far and wide, I’ve heard of it even in the Eastern Wilderness."

"If soone wants to end the chaotic era, your family being such a typical case, probably won’t escape, extermination of the entire clan isn’t uncommon, nothing unusual."

"My family is like this, this..."

"That’s impossible!"

Li Mingyuan was utterly stunned, imdiately rebutting.

"These things are widely known, you can check easily, there’s no reason for to deceive you."

"Brother Li,"

"We’ve been acquainted for years, I’ll advise you with a truth."

Chong Limo looked at Li Mingyuan, earnestly said: "Don’t use so-called Righteous Dao to bind the strong, it’s no use."

"Moreover, you yourself are far from being a good person, all you ate and wore, silks and satins, Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, all exchanged from the bone and blood of one elite after another, you are far from as kind as you think."

"That’s all I have to say."

Chong Limo finished speaking and walked toward the deeper part of the Great Dream Sword Realm.

In the deeper part of this Dream Realm, there existed further Immortal Scripture inheritance.