Chapter 1652 - 1620: The Nine Great Daoists of the Immortal Sects Surrender and Seek Peace - Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery - NovelsTime

Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1652 - 1620: The Nine Great Daoists of the Immortal Sects Surrender and Seek Peace

Author: Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
updatedAt: 2025-09-02

CHAPTER 1652: CHAPTER 1620: THE NINE GREAT DAOISTS OF THE IMMORTAL SECTS SURRENDER AND SEEK PEACE

Great Sun Heavenly Pool·Sun Abyss.

"In about a thousand years or so, I should be able to advance to the late stage of Refining Void..."

Jiang Ding quietly cultivated for a moment, estimating.

A slight adjustment of the Rule Nirvana brought about earth-shattering changes to his Divine Soul and Law Body, significantly accelerating his cultivation speed, much faster than previously estimated.

This step-by-step cultivation speed is a natural progression for a Daoist disciple, not worth excessive attention.

Jiang Ding’s attention was more focused on the second slight adjustment of the Rule Nirvana.

As a Refining Void Daoist, he can perform a maximum of three adjustments, exceeding the limits of a Harmonization God Monarch thrice, which is the key to potentially achieving a near-immortal level strength in the future.

"The success rate of the second rule adjustment is 60.3%."

Jiang Ding frowned.

Compared to the first time’s 100%, this one is far behind.

Even if it were 90% or 99.9%, it’s entirely untrustworthy, because what’s at stake is life!

A Daoist disciple of the Great Thousand World must have 100% certainty, this is instinct, this is qualification and ability!

Here, the distances between the Upper Realm Immortal Sect disciple have widened once again.

"Legacy..."

Jiang Ding murmured.

He knew what he was lacking.

The Upper Realm Immortal Sect disciples possess near-immortal level scriptures, with various legacies enabling a steady progression to near-immortal level, something he completely lacks. The inheritance of the Daymoon Sword Pavilion and Youming Sword Cave Heaven only reaches the peak of Heavenly Human, which is the limit.

"However,"

"there is no need to feel discouraged."

The disappointment in Jiang Ding’s heart flashed and then returned to calmness: "Step by step research, bit by bit exploration, I and the Xianmen can find the answer, it has always been like this in the past."

"For tens of thousands of years, even longer periods of time have passed;"

"A whole civilization, the continuous accumulation of the efforts and wisdom of countless elites and extraordinary people, someday, we will definitely break through the path to near-immortality..."

On this point, the Great Sun Sword Master and many Xianmen cultivators have strong confidence.

With the Central Array Spirit Computer, and countless citizens of the Xianmen, what obstacles cannot be overcome?

It’s just time that cannot be guaranteed.

Is there any way to accelerate it?

This question rose to mind and immediately had an answer.

"I,"

"need opponents..."

Jiang Ding murmured.

His gaze was scarlet and fiery, not knowing if it was the bloodthirsty instinct of Great Sun or his own will.

"It would be best to have a battle with the Heavenly Sword Sword Son or the Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Child, I don’t need any inheritance, I can certainly find the path and direction from them.

Even if defeated, fleeing and escaping is also fine.

I am truly not picky..."

"What a pity, truly a pity."

"The Upper Realm Immortal Sect, really too unreasonable, left a psychological shadow last time, if without the ability to conceal in front of Heavenly People, it’s really not good to go back, otherwise it’s easy to die."

Jiang Ding sighed deeply and fell into cultivation and contemplation.

Thus, Jiang Ding cultivated, comprehended the Sun Rules, continually calculated how to fine-tune the Sun Rules, refined the Flying Sword, and participated in various scientific research projects of the Xianmen, as time slowly passed by.

...

Time rushed by, and unknowingly, hundreds of years have passed.

On this day, the Great Sun Heavenly Pool welcomed nine very special guests, enough to shock any old cultivator of the Xianmen, and immediately attracted great attention from the Central Formation Spirit Computer of the Immortal Sect.

There were nine of these guests, each with a very terrifying aura, far exceeding the Xianmen Void Refining practitioners.

Even in terms of individual combat strength, they were beyond reach.

They remained silent, but around them was an intense grief and pain that could not be dissipated, along with endless unwillingness, something even lower rank cultivators could easily sense, causing them to retreat respectfully.

At this moment, they came to the Great Sun Heavenly Pool.

The formation of the Great Sun Heavenly Pool opened for them, with no obstacles in their path; they walked from the fringe of the pool slowly towards the center of the Great Sun Heavenly Pool, passing through illustrious places in the world community like the River of Sun Flame and Moon Creek River, approaching that bright place.

As they got closer and closer, a terrifying feeling gradually fell onto their Divine Souls.

This was not the pressure of cultivators.

A sovereign powerful in the world community, who had been cultivating here for ages, his aura and Sword Intent spread over the years, permeating all directions, merging with the earth, rocks, and plants, forming a pressure akin to a dragon’s nest, naturally oppressing the Divine Souls of the weak.

These nine powerful beings walked and walked, and finally, when they reached the edge of the Sun Abyss, they couldn’t help but stop.

Ji Liuyue and the Heavenly Calculator Daoist’s faces turned slightly pale, the others around them were similar.

They had reached their limits, their Divine Souls oppressed to the extreme; if they still wanted to move forward, they must unleash all Divine Sense and mana, creating a scene of mortal battle akin to a life-and-death fight, only then could they continue moving forward.

But such a life-and-death battle scene, they neither wanted nor dared.

This feeling, indeed hopeless.

Once shoulder to shoulder with themselves, or even inferior beings, now merely the natural overflow of their presence at their sit-in place rendered them immobile.

The situation thus stalemated.

The nine Daoists neither dared to advance nor retreat, and did not dare show any anger, standing very humiliated in place.

"Eh?"

This situation was immediately noticed by the Great Sun Heavenly Pool Moon Spirit.

Of course, the Great Sun Sword Master could not humiliate opponents like this.

It wasn’t out of respect or the demeanor of a sword cultivator, but because there was no need, opponents not strong enough to warrant any of his attention, naturally wouldn’t be purposefully humiliated.

"You are too weak..."

Moon was startled.

God pity, she really had no intention to trouble these people.

Usually, some people occasionally come in to meet the Great Sun Sword Master, none such incidents have happened before; the Sword Intent of the Great Sun Sword Master has special identifying functions, such a situation is the first.

Buzz!

The Great Sun Heavenly Pool Formation buzzed and operated, but instead of using power to expel the Sword Intent, it transmitted Moon’s thoughts soothingly, as if comforting children, these Sword Intents had spirituality and simple thinking ability.

A moment later, these sword intents suppressing the external enemies vanished instantly, no longer hindering the nine Daoists.

"Sorry."

"I forgot about this."

Moon insincerely apologized.

"You, are too polite."

Ji Liuyue and others weren’t angry, sighed, and continued moving towards the very center of the Sun Abyss.

After some time, they finally saw a green-clothed youth sitting cross-legged under a Sun God Wood.

He was practicing swordsmanship, five styles involving the profound swordsmanship of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth floated in the sky before him, yet he wasn’t trying to combine them into Five Elements but seemed to attempt something beyond them, an existence above the Five Elements.

The nine Daoists quietly waited.

After an unknown amount of time, the five styles of swordsmanship in front of the green-clothed youth dissipated, awakening from a long period of cultivation and contemplation.

He looked at the nine old friends before him.

"Have all the Eight Great Immortal Sects’ mountain gates been destroyed?"

Jiang Ding inquired.

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