Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2143 - 2110: The Ancestor Masters of the Great Yin-Y

Jiang Ding guided the many cultivators of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm as they flew towards the Perishing Immortal Realm.

The crowd stood atop the Taiyin Heavenly Palace, flying for a brief mont before seeing countless figures in the distance, numbering in the tens of billions, both humans and demons, all standing solemnly, each exuding powerful auras. Heavenly Person Cultivators were abundant, Harmonization and Void Refining Cultivators were as common as grass, and Divinity Transformation Nascent Soul Cultivators were as nurous as dust in the wind, seen everywhere.

There was even the aura of Supre beings!

At first glance, it seed no different from the coalition forces of the past Perishing Immortal Realm, yet there was even more orderliness.

For this multi-racial coalition stood not in clear demarcation but mixed seamlessly; at a glance, it was clear there was no defensiveness, massive trust, and no racial hatred, an unbelievable sight.

"Enemies..."

A Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm Celestial Person said instinctively.

Instantly, a chilling killing intent rose, and among the many Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm Celestial People, lines of formation thods soared, generating sword qi around the two Supres, with the sword formation appearing out of thin air, Yin and Yang immortal, poised to annihilate ten thousand foes, with combat skills ingrained in their very bones.

"Please do not worry, esteed seniors."

"These are but so hospitable fellow Daoists."

Jiang Ding reassured, "A man sets out on an expedition far from ho for so many years, paid so much, and upon return, how could there be anything less than a path lined with flowers and immortal music to greet him?"

His gratitude was sincere and heartfelt.

In the past, it was because the Sun Sword Child had attempted to provoke a holy sword fight against the elites of the entire Perishing Immortal Realm, resulting in the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm being besieged by the whole Perishing Immortal Realm, suffering an undeserved calamity, and having to escape to the outer regions, exiled for many years through barren starry skies, a hardship unimaginable.

"Really?"

"I seem to see a familiar face?"

The Yang Bone Heavenly Person swallowed a mouthful of saliva, still a little nervous.

In the midst of that dense crowd in the distance, he seed to have spotted the figures of the Heavenly Beast Venerable and Dan Tian Venerable, seemingly familiar.

In Jiang Ding’s eyes, the impressions of these two were not profound, rely an elder farr and a Daoist nun, not particularly formidable elders, noted only with a tinge of sentint for the cultivators nearing the end of their lifespan, and he didn’t pay them much mind.

Yet, in the hearts of the Yang Bone and the other Celestial People, these two Supres were nightmares incarnate.

They had lived from the mont of birth, growth, and through their entire lives under the shadow of these two Supres’ mighty fa. In their eyes, these Supres were profound, cunning, shrewd, extrely dangerous, and inspired a natural fear, such was the towering reputation these Supres had in the past of the Perishing Immortal Realm.

"Heavenly Beast, Dan Tian..."

The Sun Supre and Taiyin Supre showed similar reactions, being long-ti rivals.

"These two seniors,"

"Being large-minded and understanding the bigger picture, they certainly will not cause us trouble today."

Jiang Ding chuckled.

Sohow, with his words, the surrounding Celestial People gradually cald down, suppressed their instinctive panic and unease, and slowly found themselves able to et the gaze of the famously mighty Supres.

Perishing Immortal Realm’s unrivaled Supres were here, what did the past legendary Supres matter?

re barnyard puppets!

"Pure Yang,"

"Other old friends, like Heavenly Blood, Heavenly Illusion, Seven Kills, where have they gone?"

The Sun Supre asked with a smile on his lips.

"They should have gone for reincarnation, I suppose?"

"I do not know either."

Jiang Ding scratched his head, sowhat embarrassed.

To this day, he had not unraveled the mysteries of the world after death, whether a person could continually reincarnate in the world, becoming life after life, or if upon death, the ensuing lives were unrelated to the past ones.

"Reincarnation?"

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"Splendid! It’s good for Heavenly Illusion, Seven Kills to reincarnate!"

The Sun Supre couldn’t hide his smile, evidently having fond mories of these old friends, having long wanted to see them off, yet never having had the chance.

As everyone drew nearer to the Perishing Immortal Realm, the scenery altered once more.

Resonant, impassioned Immortal Music arose, Earth Ergent Golden Lotuses sprung forth, heavenly flowers scattered, ninety thousand Vermilion Phoenixes bearing gold foil wove red feather carpets, where the phoenixes’ shadows passed, withered wood blossod into thousand-leaf lotuses.

In the distance, the Heavenly River spilled amber honey wine, forming a Jade Belt Bridge, while one by one, beautiful Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterflies transford into gorgeous Heavenly Maidens, paving the way to welco the return.

Nurous Thunder Sword Cultivators wove powerful thunderous visions, awaiting the return of the crowd.

Moreover, Su E plucked the Moon Zither playing "Breaking Formation Music", Dragon Lord blew the millennial Empty Cyan Flute, lodious waves blossoming in seven-colored auspicious lotus clouds, while Yaochi Fairy stepped upon celestial patterns, her dance creating golden-veined peonies where her feet touched...

All manner of phenona, ceremonious to the utmost, exuded a strong ancient charm.

"This,"

"This... resembles the ’Nine Heavens Triumphal March·Divine Martial Return to Court’ from the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Dynasty period."

The Sun Supre recognized instantly, judging so.

In the Ten Thousand Laws Immortal Dynasty period, when Supres went to war against exotic realms and races, and returned in triumph, the Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven would play such compositions to welco distinguished generals from afar.

"Greetings, Taiyin and Taiyang Supres!"

"Salutations to the Yang Bone Heavenly Person, Yin Yang Celestial People, Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Child..."

"A warm welco to you all, for your triumphant return, to rebuild the Fallen Realm..."

Tens of billions of the strongest cultivators from various races and sects within Perishing Immortal Realm bowed in worship, their cheers like a mountain torrent, phenona nurous as stars, vibrant Dao Lotuses descending from the heavens, as if the very destiny of Perishing Immortal Realm concentrated here.

The Yang Bone Heavenly Persons and others shivered, their minds deeply struck.

Both Sun Supre and Taiyin Supre were flushed, their emotions fluctuated, utterly unable to remain calm, even their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

It felt as if they returned to many years past, when they were but youths, with their master and mistress still present, those young, vibrant selves.

At that ti, they vowed to elevate the sect’s foundation to greater heights, to make the na of the Ancestor Master of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm ring through the endless starry sky, known by all.

And now, it was achieved!

The entire Perishing Immortal Realm was fully subdued beneath the sect’s feet, wholly belonging to the sect, it mattered not if the sect was nad the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm or the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, for through history, the sect’s na had changed multiple tis, each ti the sect significantly strengthened.

Nowadays, such a thing happened again.

This was all thanks to the Ancestor Masters!

Without the Pure Yang Lineage Ancestor from that generation, without the Yin Yang Ancestor from that generation, without...our generation’s pivotal Taiyin and Taiyang Ancestor, how could the sect possibly have today’s glory!

"Taiyin!"

"Our nas will be etched into the history of the Perishing Immortal Realm, and even more so into the vast expanse of the starry sky..."

The Sun Supre was agitated beyond asure.

He knew, his na would surely be left in historical records, the entire Perishing Immortal Realm, and might even be passed down through the endless starry sky in the future.

This was all due to the traditions left by the Ancestor Masters, the legacy passed down, otherwise, it would be impossible to grow a stronger sect inheritance generation after generation, he himself had little talent or rit, rely following the footsteps, that was all.

"Surely it shall be so."

"The Ancestor Masters’ wisdom, their foresight, bequeathed for millennia..."

The Taiyin Supre sighed.

This was destiny, this was fortune, one’s life had its trajectory, and there was no resisting fate.