Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 103 - 96: The Final Assault and Conclusion_1

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Qian Tongyi and the others retreated to regulate their breaths and restore mana, switched with another two teams to continue digging pits, sent their Flying Swords into the tunnels to strangle the enemy, and obtained even more detailed maps of the tunnel terrain.

Sometimes miscalculations didn’t matter; they could simply start digging in another location.

"It’s kind of like playing whack-a-mole."

Li Junhao complained that the two teams of Taoist Soldiers rotating to recover their mana, always maintaining above eighty percent of their power, was too inefficient, and suspected that someone from No.7 High School might try to escape.

He thought of a method, hurried to the supply track vehicle, carried back a large amount of explosives, cut them into cylindrical shapes, and connected the fuses.

"Senior, just stab the Flying Sword downwards and create a hole the size of a fist—that’s enough, no need to make it too large."

Qian Tongyi glanced at Jiang Ding, and seeing no objection, nodded slightly. The Middle-grade Magic Tool, Liyun Sword, was unsheathed, flew into the sky, and then spiraled down with Sword Qi spraying out.

To this Middle-grade Magic Tool driven by a Cultivator in the later stages of Qi refining, earth and stone were even thinner than paper.

A few breaths later, the Liyun Sword returned, leaving a deep hole in the ground.

Li Junhao swiftly put the cut cylindrical explosives into the hole, one by one, pulled the fuse, sparks flared, and he sprinted away as soon as they did.

Boom!

A huge explosion erupted behind him, countless rocks and soil blasted into the air, and it took several seconds before they clattered down, leaving a layer of broken earth scattered all around.

Qian Tongyi and his team were chilled to the bone.

This was almost equivalent to the combined attack of several mid-to-late Qi Practicing Cultivators.

Yet a mortal who wasn’t even in the Internal Qi Realm managed to do it, showing how fearsome the Xianmen Sect’s achievements in external methods could be.

Jiang Ding sliced away a rock flying towards him with his sword, his gaze intent on the newly blasted hole, indeed discovering two ominous tunnel entrances.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Without waiting for him to speak, Qian Tongyi and his team’s Flying Swords had already descended, splitting into two groups like swimming fish and burrowing into the holes on either side. Shortly after, continuous screams echoed out; some even tangled for several exchanges - likely Taoist Soldiers or Qi Practicing students from No.7 High School.

"Continue."

Jiang Ding ordered.

The new method was put to use; multiple Taoist Soldier Troops acted in concert, students from No.1 High School were responsible for placing explosives, and the efficiency of clearing out No.7 High School’s remaining troops hidden in the tunnels was drastically improved.

Almost every few minutes, one of No.7 High School’s ambush points in the tunnels was annihilated, their numbers steadily decreasing.

Ding, ding, ding!

From a blasted tunnel came the rapid clashing sounds of Flying Swords and mixed explosions of Magic. After a little while, Qian Tongyi and his subordinates’ Flying Swords escaped in disarray, with a similarly styled but even more powerful Liyun Sword chasing after them.

Other Taoist Soldier Troops stationed at various positions hurried forward to intercept, driving back the pursuing Flying Swords.

No.7 High School’s Taoist Soldiers!

They weren’t dead yet. They had been hidden by Li Tie in the depths of the tunnels, ready to launch a fierce attack.

"Immortal envoy..."

Qian Tongyi shouted, a tacit understanding having formed in the days of battle.

"Requesting artillery support, target is a late-stage Qi Practitioner, coordinates..."

Jiang Ding nodded, his speech constant as he rapidly relayed messages through the combat team.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

With less than a second’s delay, more than twenty artillery shells flew from the sky, still within the absolute interference zone, precisely entering the blasted tunnel entrance and burrowing deep inside.

"Get down!"

Jiang Ding’s expression changed slightly—the proximity was too close!

Boom!

The soil layer rolled up like waves, grenades and armor-piercing shells exploded, numerous Broken Method Steel Fragments densely studded the soil, embedding deeply and shredding any sign of life to pieces.

After some time, Jiang Ding stood up, dusted the soil off himself, and looked around.

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Fortunately, aside from Li Junhao being injured by a rock, everyone else was unharmed.

Within the area affected by the artillery, Hua Bing and his comrades still had strength.

"Senior Qian."

"Yes!"

Qian Tongyi and the other Liyun Sect cultivators responded. Dozens of flying swords soared into the air, penetrated the ground, and flew into the tunnel, inch by inch searching for any possible cultivators.

"Found twelve mutilated bodies of Black Cloud Peak cultivators."

"The body of Li Yunchen."

The hearts of the Liyun Sect cultivators were shaken; this was the direct daughter of a Golden Pill Monk, a person as dazzling as a star, known within the Sect as certain to achieve foundation building and hopeful to reach the Golden Pill.

Amidst the joy, a sense of sorrow over the death of a peer arose in their hearts.

One by one, the bodies of the cultivators were identified; just from this one bombardment, more than half of the No.7 High School Taoist Soldier Troop had died, and those with serious injuries were continuously being finished off.

As for the fewer than ten Qi Practitioners from No.7 High School who were left before the attack on the camp fortress, after this series of bombings, searches, and clearings, it was lucky if one or two survived.

"Have you found Li Tie?"

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Jiang Ding asked, while also describing Li Tie’s appearance and features. Capturing and killing him would extinguish the last flicker of hope for No.7 High School.

"We have not found the body of this Immortal envoy, nor his Little Primordial Magnetism Mountain magic tool..." Qian Tongyi replied, suddenly looking in horror at the bulging ground.

"Immortal envoy, be careful!"

Jiang Ding’s expression changed dramatically.

An indescribable immense pressure descended upon him, instinctively he burst into full Inner Energy, trying to flee but couldn’t move an inch.

When he came to his senses, he saw a Primordial Magnetism Little Mountain several meters high had somehow appeared above his head, an endless pressure attacking him, making his bones and muscles creak and groan.

"You damned bastard! You ruined my perfect plan!"

"Die!"

Jiang Ding heard a voice gritting its teeth with rage, the anger enough to burn a person to ashes.

Then, darkness fell before his eyes.

Crack!

With his last glance, he saw dozens of Liyun flying swords coming at him, dense and dazzling with sword Qi and Spiritual Light.

It brought him a bit of relief.

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"Please rate the Liyun Sect cultivators."

"Obedience (out of ten): Combat capability (out of ten): Coordination ability (out of ten): Identification with the Xianmen Sect (out of ten):"

"10 points 10 points 10 points 2 points"

Hum!

Inside the equipment pod, Jiang Ding emerged with a gloomy expression.

The feeling of dying so abruptly during a moment of glory wasn’t pleasant; the fear of the moment before death was still uncomfortable to recall.

"Back from the dead?"

A logistics department teacher was sitting nearby, seeing him come out without any signs of mental disarray, and said lazily, "You can wait here for the other students, or you can go home on your own, whatever you wish, the winter vacation starts now anyway."

"I want to go home."

Jiang Ding thanked the teacher, made a trip to the Cultivation Room to consume an elixir, and under the guidance of the Formation Spirit Land resumed his cultivation that had been interrupted for two days. After a session of cultivation, seeing that Li Junhao and the rest hadn’t finished, he decided to go home first.

Since his birth, he had never been away from home for two consecutive days.

It was bearable in the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm, but after coming out, he missed his mother and Jiang Yuan.

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