Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Even the Phoenix Wing Gold-Melting Halberd turned to ashes, no longer existing, with only a thread of life force lingering within the charred remains.

Boom!

The ninth Grest Sun!

It descended with a thunderous crash, and the last fist-sized lump of charred ash was obliterated, leaving not a trace behind.

"You were also conspirators trying to scare me."

Jiang Ding looked toward the interior of the Beast Spirit Immortal City, his eyes filled with killing intent. The sword-light vanished in a flash and reappeared closer, ready to strike.

Another sword swung down!

The sword-light shattered the Formation Method's sky dome, striking truly upon the ground, killing hundreds of Golden Pill and Foundation-building cultivators, smashing the Array Base of that Formation into pieces.

Sword after sword!

Within the Formation, there was nothing but terror.

"The last trace of the ancient celestial crow's blood left by our ancestors is exhausted, and we failed to kill the enemy!"

"What shall we do?"

Hei Chengxiu's voice trembled.

As sword after sword fell, the aura of the Immortal City's grand formation continued to weaken, quickly approaching a limit state, soon leaving no power to resist.

The cultivators around were in a state of extreme panic.

"Shut up!"

"What use is your fear!"

An old Golden Pill monk beside shouted angrily, "When our ancestors built the Formation, they left a double layer—one layer may be broken, but there is another. Quickly, start it up!"

"We still have a chance!"

"Wait for just a few more days and reinforcements from the other families will arrive!"

This young man, who the old cultivator had once been optimistic about, thinking he could bear the hope of the Hei Clan's resurgence.

But now, in true peril, he still wasn't up to the mark, losing composure. He was inferior to the several talented individuals that had emerged from the Collateral Lineage.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Hei Chengxiu, in a flustered state, sacrificed another portion of his Essence Blood and activated the second layer of the Formation before the first was completely destroyed.

In the sky,

The eternal night was torn apart by sword-light, leaving it ragged and the Array Bases of the Immortal City were on the verge of complete collapse.

At that moment, accompanied by a myriad of Array Patterns spreading and permeating, the broken Array Bases shattered, and new Array Bases rose to the surface.

The eternal night returned to the skies above the Immortal City, intact once more.

Whoosh!

Sword-light roared down, shattering a piece of the sky dome, only for it to be restored in the blink of an eye.

Screech!

Within the Array Patterns, majestic Black Crows re-emerged above the Immortal City. Their wings beat, stirring up a fierce wind, turning into countless black and red threads that slashed through the air, heading for the young man in blue.

Slaying Spirit Curse Resentment Silk!

This was another foundation left by the Hei Clan ancestors for their descendants: every year, they threw millions of Vital Souls into the core of the Formation, melting them day and night until only the purest and most fierce curse energy remained, known to be indestructible. In numbers reaching a hundred thousand, it could even potentially kill a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

Now, all around, the number of Slaying Spirit Curse Resentment Silks exceeded hundreds of thousands.

These black and red threads completely enveloped the young man in blue in the sky!

"Double-layered Formation, messy tactics..."

Jiang Ding protected himself with sword-light, a thread of killing intent surfacing in his heart.

The persistent resistance of these people made him feel a strong sense of unknown danger.

In a situation with no hope, these family cultivators could not be so resolute.

He could not afford to drag this on any longer!

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword swept around with vast Sword Qi, dispersing an aura of soul extermination and Method elimination. Huge swaths of the Slaying Spirit Curse Resentment Silks were destroyed, their claimed indestructibility proving futile.

The dense Slaying Spirit Curse Resentment Silks surrounded him and were continuously vanquished, seemingly endless.

They could be slain, not to be feared.

But it required time,

And it was uncertain how long—hours or even days!

Divine Sense vibrated through space, transmitting a voice.

"Spoils of war, from half to two parts."

"The top three contributors will be rewarded with Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods, now changed to the top two."

Jiang Ding said indifferently, "After three breaths, it will drop again, and I will not help lift the Spirit Soul Restrictions. You will have to find your own way to live."

The number of vassal Golden Pill cultivators reached well over a hundred!

Not knowing if it was deep servitude, fearfulness to preserve strength, or extreme cleverness, calculating to the extreme, wanting to wait until the situation was completely clear.

Until now, there had been no sign of anyone making a move.

Jiang Ding understood.

They had no trust in each other, no shared feelings. Others naturally wouldn't consider his life and death or take on any significant risks.

But,

It didn't mean he was a fool!

To fight bitterly, and when finally defeating the enemy, they wanted these Golden Pill cultivators to emerge and deliver a final blow to the dying body, shamelessly coming forward to claim their rewards.

That was wishful thinking!

"Gentlemen, who is this old thief calling gentlemen?"

Hei Chengxiu, Shang Sanwu, and other Hei Clan's Direct Lineage Golden Pills felt panic, a strong premonition of danger.

"It's those lowly foreign cultivators. Quickly set off the restrictions..."

Several instantly realized and screamed almost simultaneously.

"Kill!"

At that very moment, Wei Qingqing, Yu Zhong, and other vassal Golden Pill cultivators felt a chilling fear and bellowed, unleashing various Treasures like blades and halberds toward the surrounding Hei Clan Direct Lineage Golden Pills.

Dozens upon hundreds of Golden Pills surrounded and attacked a few scattered Hei Clan Direct Lineage Golden Pills!

Numerous Treasures instantly reduced them to blood mist.

Not even a scream was emitted.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

These vassal family Golden Pills became bloodshot with rage, not sparing even the Hei Clan's Foundation-building and Qi-cultivating cultivators. They were all slaughtered ruthlessly.

Then, they disregarded their surroundings and madly used various Treasures to smash the surrounding Array Bases, bombarding jade tablets, large cauldrons, banners, and all sorts of intricate Formation instruments.

While the entire power of the Formation was resisting the external enemy, the interior was extremely fragile. The Array Bases were severely damaged within a short time, the Formation's Spiritual Light plummeted as if falling off a cliff, and the numbers of Slaying Spirit Curse Resentment Silks also rapidly decreased.