Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 916 - 916 887 Grest Sun Star Destined Annihilation's

916: Chapter 887 Grest Sun Star Destined Annihilation’s Fate 916: Chapter 887 Grest Sun Star Destined Annihilation’s Fate “`

“Here it cos again, here it cos again…”

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Ouyang Hui’s scalp tingled.

The Dari Swordsman was good in every aspect.

It was just that one point, for friends and foe alike, was utterly terrifying.

He would unpredictably fall into a frenzied bloodthirsty state, indiscriminately slaughtering without distinguishing between enemy and ally!

Such people were detested by gods and ghosts alike within the Domain, even the Great Sun Sword Master didn’t like him much, only giving him protection out of the sense of kinship.

“Immortal Gulin…”

A thought struck Ouyang Hui, and her heart tightened, she quickly looked towards Immortal Gulin.

This was also a Daoist disciple!

In fact, Immortal Gulin had reacted much faster than her, having already cast a Concealnt Spell, hiding among the slightly confused An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng, appearing unremarkable and easily overlooked at a glance.

“Thank goodness, thank goodness.”

Ouyang Hui breathed a sigh of relief.

But on second thought, it should be the case.

If it were a total loss of control, that Mingyu Emperor and Mingtian Emperor should die first, it shouldn’t be their turn, it was completely an unnecessary worry.

…

On the other side of the Yin and Yang Void.

Heavenly Calculator Daoist, An Tuzi, and others cast a massive and real Domain World, besieging a tall, black-armored giant of a hundred zhang in the middle.

They each cast their sealing magic, from Divine Soul to body, then to Mana, leaving no dead angle, sealing it bit by bit, with its vitality and aura gradually weakening.

“Escape!”

“Return to our holand, inform of everything here!”

In the distance, two Horned Demon Race Emperors wished their parents had given them one less leg, jointly controlling a transparent, ethereal long spear, frantically fleeing into the distance, not daring to stop and help their companion.

Another Emperor had vanished without a trace.

It was unknown whether he was dead or had been sealed.

A few breaths later, the struggle in the giant pupils of the towering black-armored giant completely faded, his eyelids closed, and his whole being lost its breath, falling towards the sky.

The Heavenly Calculator Daoist waited until each Daoist had inserted their seals, took out a Storage Treasure, collected the sealed Emperor inside, and then had everyone leave a Divine Sense Brand to ensure that no single person could open it afterward.

“Everything went smoothly.”

He breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Capturing any number of Imperial Clan Guards wasn’t as significant as capturing a true Daoist disciple.

With this Alien Daoist, their imnse military exploits had been established, with no more twists.

“Haha!”

“Great fortune!”

An Tuzi also relaxed, laughing aloud, “I think, those few treasures highly regarded within the Sect for nurturing the prototype of the Five Elents Domain, without unexpected events, should all be in our pockets, and our strength will greatly increase.”

“Let’s not count on the future for now.”

“These Emperors, right now, can be considered a heaven-sent opportunity, enough to advance our Dao even further.”

“Hahaha, joys all around…”

The surrounding Daoists too were all smiles.

Immortal Sects, although they claid to devote all efforts to nurturing Daoist disciples, which is indeed true, there was a hidden premise.

That it shouldn’t harm the interests of Masters of Refining Nothingness.

A treasure, slightly useful to a Master of Refining Nothingness, but greatly beneficial to a Daoist disciple, who should it be given to?

To the Master of Refining Nothingness.

This was a no-brainer, the interests of a Master of Refining Nothingness and the Sect’s interests weren’t always completely aligned, and choosing sides in slight divergences was to be expected.

Not a single Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch managing a Sect would make a mistake on this principle, even the Daoist disciples’ protectors, who share weal and woe, would not dare to overstep.

Unless the Daoist disciple was the progeny of a Master of Refining Nothingness, would this unspoken rule be broken.

Now, with the potential ergence of powers Above Void Refinent, these obstacles ceased to be obstacles.

Even the most miserly Great Expert would not spare their own treasures at this ti, and the rewards given would surely be generous beyond belief.

“If we can nurture the Domain prototype within the Realm to a minor success, our strength will undergo a transformation…”

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A Daoist’s eyes flickered with thought, considering a certain individual.

If possible, it would be better to kill this scourge sooner rather than later; otherwise, one cannot cultivate in peace, constantly having to be on guard, even sleeping with one eye open.

“My friends, we can continue our chat later.

Right now, we have two more fellow Daoists to entertain.”

The Heavenly Calculator Daoist said with a smile.

He did not seem worried about the escape of the two alien race emperors, confident in his absolute ability to catch up and utterly relaxed.

“Haha, having more fellow Daoists from the alien races is a good thing.”

An Tuzi laughed, but his expression suddenly changed.

In the sky, a wail of Great Sunlight shot towards them, rumbling like the Great Sun itself, bursting with violent murderous intent, destruction, and a sense of madness.

This aura was all too familiar to the Nine Great Daoists, who quickly united, expanding their massive and tangible domains to exert pressure on their surroundings.

“What is he doing?”

“Didn’t we just agree not to provoke each other?!”

The Shadow Demon Daoist cursed loudly.

“No,”

“He’s lost control…

again…”

Yu Qianzi watched the distant figure and murmured subconsciously.

This destructive and mad sunlight had a lethal attraction for her, subconsciously drawing her closer, but her rationality clearly told her that getting near would an certain death.

This was the Sun Vein’s unstoppable self-destructive destiny.

The fate of their sect, their personal destinies, and the ultimate end of all the previous Dari Swordsn and Great Sun Sword Masters all pointed to this undeniable truth.

“Oh no!”

“Those are our two emperors!”

The Heavenly Calculator Daoist’s face suddenly turned sour, his expression extrely unpleasant.

That destructive blaze of the Great Sun shot straight towards the two frantically fleeing emperors of the Horned Demon Tribe!

“Should we…”

The killing intent in the Heavenly Calculator Daoist flickered montarily.

He hesitated, uncertain whether he should intervene to seize the spoils that were ant to be his.

This was clearly prearranged and forgotten in an instant.

This man was a dog, utterly shaless!

“There’s no need.”

“Let him have it.”

Qingmu Daoist Ji Liuyue took a deep breath, “This is an inherent huge flaw of the Dari Swordsman, whoever intercepts will die.

Even burning Essence Blood and Life Energy would be the sa, completely disregarding benefits or the bigger picture, driven purely by the bloodthirst for power.”

“If we were to stop him, he would fight desperately, at all costs.”

“And Immortal Gulin would certainly help him.”

“The threat of the dozens of Elimination thod Treasures is too great because, so far, he has managed to control his instincts and has not caused significant deaths within the Eastern Devil School, maintaining their trust.”

“So, let him have it.”

Ji Liuyue sighed deeply.

Clearly, the Green Wood Immortal Sect had conducted extensive research on the lineage of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

The other Daoists hesitated for a mont and remained silent, swallowing this bitter pill hard.

Under the icy scrutiny of the nine Daoists, amidst the terrified screams of the two emperors of the Horned Demon Tribe, the Taiqing Flying Sword turned into a ray of light, dragging one thousand and twenty-four Dyson Sunlight Beams, the robes of the Sun Star Monarch, accompanied by boundless heat and destruction, striking down with force.

Boom!

With the first strike, the two emperors spat blood and staggered back, unable to withstand the blow.

Boom!

With the second strike, the two emperors of the Horned Demon Tribe burnt Essence Blood and a ten-zhang Chaotic Space, still getting struck through, breaking arms, and sending the Imperial Weapon Prototype flying.

Boom!

On the third strike, the two emperors of the Horned Demon Tribe burnt everything they had, pouring it all into their single horns, using hidden strength that radiated dark black Divine Light.

Still, they were no match and were slain by the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Their heads exploded, Divine Souls completely extinguished, blood raining down, and space within dozens of kiloters collapsing.

In the midst of the blood rain, Jiang Ding slowly closed his eyes, the surrounding frenzy of bloodlust gradually subsiding.