Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

In the scene,

Liu Mei was an image of a quiet and enchanting woman, commanding the remaining fifteen divisions of the West Group Army to bombard the nine towering pillars to the west of the West Desert with heavy artillery, causing them to teeter on the brink of collapse.

Everything was normal.

There had been two true disciples who teamed up for a sneak attack, and zombies and the Yinhun Sea continuously fell from the sky, only to be pushed back by Liu Mei at the cost of heavy casualties and injuries.

Even so, the two core true disciples from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace had sustained serious injuries and would not dare to show themselves for a short time no matter what.

Until,

a bronze-colored giant appeared openly in the sky, its oppressive might spreading in all directions, suppressing the incessant sound of gunfire on the battlefield.

The moment he appeared, on the five to six-kilometer-wide battlefield, countless comrades from the West Group Army, whether Qi Practitioners or warriors, had their heads instantly burst open, creating a sea of blood mist and bone fragments, with deaths exceeding ten thousand.

"This is the Golden Core Battle Power of the Nine Great Immortal Sects' foundation-building prodigies..."

Jiang Ding held his breath.

Such was the world of cultivation, even if you defeat everyone else, as long as the highest combat power survives, all efforts are in vain.

"Fire!"

Liu Mei reacted instantly, aiming over twenty thousand cannons at the spot, besides self-defense, and fired armor-piercing bullets.

The sky was filled with dense trails of white, each leaving a mournful whoosh as it instantly slammed into the several-zhang-tall bronze-armored giant in the sky.

The sound of clinking was continuous.

A Golden Ding appeared above its head, diffusing a ring of golden ripples outward.

Brightness, fortitude, and a sense of immortality arose in everyone's hearts.

The mass of armor-piercing bullets hit around the Golden Ding, clashing with the golden ripples continuously; the golden spiritual light kept collapsing and reforming but was never breached!

Not until all over twenty thousand bullets had hit, all been fired, did the spiritual light on the Golden Ding dim significantly, looking as if it could at least withstand another round of heavy artillery barrage.

"Golden Core Battle Power, the Qi Practicing Troops can't handle it!"

Jiang Ding was shocked in his heart.

It seemed possible to exhaust a great portion of the Golden Core Battle Power with another one or two volleys fired simultaneously, with the hope of delivering a killing blow.

But that was under the condition that the opponent took it head-on without moving!

"Eastern Devil School, is nothing more than this!"

Xia Houding, the Golden Armored Giant, said coldly.

He turned into a streak of golden escape light, moving at an inconceivably fast pace, almost reaching the level that the core disciples of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace could achieve when deploying their trump cards at great expense.

This was his normal speed!

In an instant, he dodged most of the armor-piercing bullets; not even a hundred hit him. Not only did they fail to deplete his mana, but his mana was also actually replenishing and had increased a bit.

"Die."

Xia Houding's expression remained calm as he pressed down with a palm strike.

The golden palm print instantly enlarged to several hundred meters across, forged like iron and gold, diamond indestructible, with a mild glow that spread, making even the palm lines and fine hairs clearly visible.

Whizz whizz whizz!

Tens of thousands of armor-piercing bullets came from the edge of the sky, constantly eroding the spiritual light of the golden palm print, consuming it violently until it was still able to extinguish the defense composed of three thousand Taoist Soldiers, sending Liu Mei flying backwards, spitting blood, with her twelve Pure White Lotuses shattered.

"It's over."

Liu Mei showed a look of despair.

Because, another golden palm print appeared in the sky, suppressing with even greater speed, and without any obstruction, the air itself seemed to solidify, leaving no one able to move under the palm.

"Target locked, authorization granted."

Liu Mei, however, calmed down, allowing the golden palm print to smash her and her armored command vehicle into a lump of flesh.

"Authorization successful, automatically tracking all non-Xianmen cultivators...."

In the void,

a black dot appeared out of nowhere, emerging from an invisible state in mid-air.

For several tens of kilometers around, the destructive, forbidden light enveloped the area, causing the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi to stagnate unbearably, and the power of magic below the Golden Pellet Realm diminished greatly.

Qi Practitioners even felt as if they had lost their mana, powerless to do anything.

"Magic Arts-Annihilation Instruments!"

Xia Houding, who had been utterly calm from the beginning, changed his expression dramatically.

In fact, even before Liu Mei's death, he had already begun to flee, transforming into a beam of light that not even the Divine Sense of a Qi Practitioner could detect, diving into the ground and rapidly moving away from the scene at a much faster speed than that of the core true disciples.

"Locking on, locking on..."

A pitch-black light shot through the sea of clouds and slammed into the ground, silently dissolving the clouds and soil along its path, melting like ice and snow, deeply piercing the ground and still moving at high speed.

After a moment of silence.

Boom!

A terrifying roar that shook hundreds, if not thousands, of kilometers, an endless light, an endless heat, a mushroom cloud rose, and the black light of elimination shone over and over again, covering everything within several tens of kilometers.

Any living being, whether mortal or high and mighty Foundation-building, if touched even by a wisp of the black ray, would instantly stiffen, their bodies decaying and dying, the soul unable to escape.

In an instant, within a thirty-kilometer radius, hundreds of cultivators Foundation Establishment from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace perished, along with over a hundred thousand Xianmen cultivators and mortals.

Flowers, birds, beasts, insects, trees...

All that could be considered life ceased to exist, and absolute silence fell upon the land.

"This is the nuclear weapon of the Immortal Sects, one of the final reserves that sustained the Immortal Sects' survival amidst encircling enemies..."

Jiang Ding was shaken, watching the recording closely.

Some fifty or sixty kilometers away, a Soil Mountain struggled to rise, forming a small mound, and a Golden Ding emerged from within, its Spiritual Light nearly gone and its body covered with burn marks like a persistent ulcer.

It was indeed Xia Houding!

After a brief moment to gather his breath, his Escape Light wobbled as he flew into the distance.

"This person actually survived?!"

"Even if a dozen or more at the Golden Pill Peak were gathered together, they should have died, right?"

Jiang Ding was astonished but soon understood.

Liu Mei was dead, lacking effective locking mechanisms, and the bulk of the third-order tactical nuclear weapon's power had been evaded, leaving only a small part affecting the target.

He appeared seriously wounded, bereft of combat power.

But if the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace had targeted fourth-order magic pills, it wasn't impossible that he could recover most of his fighting strength after some time.

"So that's what happened."

Liu Mei sighed lightly, "A prodigy in foundation building, with Golden Core battle power, indeed unbeatable, and there's not much in the way of lessons or experience to draw upon when one is so arrogant, yet still lacking."

"If only our Sect's Dari Swordsman could grow up as well."

"According to historical records, even at the Peak of Foundation Building, the Dari Swordsman was much stronger than him."

"..."

Jiang Ding was speechless.

"He hasn't even reached the Qi Practicing Phase."

An Siyan said helplessly, "Jin Lingfeng has sent orders for the remaining troops of the three groups to quickly destroy their eighteen Array Bases while this Xuanwu Substitute Daoist is seriously injured, and rapidly converge on the center to avoid being decapitated again."

"Yes!"

After destroying nine towering pillars, they no longer advanced towards the core of the West Desert but turned in a different direction.

Seen from the sky, three torrents of an Iron Tide broke through the ground, converging and moving forward.