Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 272 - 261: The Arrival of the Air-Space Warplane Swarm in Li Yun_1

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"We have entered the territory of Li Country."

In the command channel, An Siyan reminded again.

"Bones, so many white bones!"

Someone said, unable to control a sense of fear in their voice.

Jiang Ding silently looked at a city below with a population of several hundred thousand.

At noon, when markets are bustling, tea houses are full of voices, and the streets are busy with people, not a wisp of cooking smoke was visible—it was terrifyingly still, devoid of birds and beasts alike.

On the streets, within the markets, where people used to throng, lay a thick layer of white bones dressed in various garments, old as seventy or eighty, and as young as several months old infants, lying on the ribcages of younger women.

These clothed skeletons lay scattered in homes, in government buildings, and every nook and cranny of the city, their bones clean and neat, but the flesh long since dissipated into nothingness, with thick dust accumulated over three years.

"This is the work of Demon Cultivators."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"Classmates, you must get used to this cruel warfare," Jin Lingfeng said, pausing slightly, "Cultivators from the Outer Realms are just so brutal and bloodthirsty; we must adapt, and then destroy them one by one."

No one answered for a moment.

Jiang Ding's gaze shifted to the countryside, where faint plumes of smoke were just about visible.

No matter how cruel, Demon Cultivators wouldn't waste vast amounts of time searching the countryside for a few mortals.

The seeds were thus preserved.

After decades, perhaps a century, their numbers could recover. Mortals lived in the world of cultivators with tremendous tenacity, surviving like weeds.

Recording these scenes into the group archives, the squadron of Air-Space Warplanes continued to fly through the sky.

Along the way, sights were nothing short of shocking!

Every mortal city near Liyun Sect had been emptied by blood sacrifice in eight out of ten cases, with no living beings remaining alive. The seemingly light words on reports, "tens of millions of mortals dead or wounded," were in reality unbearably heavy and bloody.

"Two more days until we reach the Yunzong Mountain Gate."

"A hundred kilometers ahead, a Diabolism blood sacrifice array has been detected, and Demon Cultivators are present."

An Siyan, with her superior calculating powers, continued to update the command with intelligence reports by operating the Third-order Spirit Element Radar Electromagnetic Interaction Array.

"Demon Cultivators!"

Many classmates' killing intent flashed and vanished as they looked towards the scouted images.

In a small city of over a hundred thousand people, many could be seen evacuating to the countryside, significantly reducing the population.

But it was futile, as blood lights lit up throughout the city, passing through the screaming, fleeing populace. Bodies of flesh became cloth-wrapped bones falling to the ground, scattered in pieces.

A blood-robed mid-stage Foundation Building Cultivator and over fifty Qi Practitioners were busy throughout the city, collecting blood drops formed from the blood lights, occasionally greedily taking a few sips before storing them in jade bottles.

"These people deserve to die."

Jin Lingfeng said coldly.

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Three Hunter missiles emerged from their silos, tracing a white streak as they vanished into the horizon with a piercing howl.

Seconds later, they arrived over the city awash in blood light.

"Xianmen Sect..."

The robed Foundation-building cultivator suddenly looked up with an expression of terror and transformed into a streak of blood light, frantically fleeing.

Whoosh!

Instantly engulfed and pierced through, he turned to ashes amidst the raging flames.

"The messenger of Xianmen Sect has come!"

The remaining fifty-odd Qi Practitioners cried out in fear, scattering in all directions. Some burrowed into the ground, while others instantly changed their appearance and blended into the city's populace. Their methods were chaotic and varied.

The remaining two Hunter missiles restrained their power, passing over the bodies of twenty to thirty Qi Practitioners; then they soared into the high sky, triggering a terrifying self-explosion capable of killing Foundation-building cultivators.

The blood light array ceased.

"No Foundation-building targets."

Jin Lingfeng frowned, noticing a significant shortfall in the capabilities of the Air-Space Warplane formation.

No ability for long-range clearing.

Using Hunter missiles at such a price to kill a few Qi Practitioners was not sustainable; even with the developed Immortal Path industry of Xianmen Sect.

If this continued dozens of times, all the missiles brought this time would be depleted.

To clear the area, they would need to coordinate with ground troops, or descend in war machines to manually clean up, but that would undoubtedly expose them to great danger.

"No wonder, Xianmen Sect trains Taoist Soldier Troops, despite the numerous risks."

An Siyan sighed, realizing the same issue.

"Mr. Dari Swordsman!"

She immediately perked up.

Without her needing to say anything, an invisible Escape Light approached silently with a speed not much inferior to that of a Golden Pill Monk.

Jiang Ding cautiously circled the small city nearby, carefully sensing with his Sword Intent and the Magnetic virtual lines generated by the "Second-order Electromagnetic Induction Wave Method" but detected nothing unusual or any ambush.

Clang!

A sword cry sounded from the void.

Within the faint fluctuations of Spiritual Energy, thirty-one pale blue Sword Qi appeared, blossoming like a lotus flower and shooting towards every corner within a ten-kilometer radius. In many places, screams rose and fell in quick succession.

Moments later, thirty-one Storage Bags and a pile of blood light array bases flew up to the sky, captured by the Air-Space Warplanes.

"There's one place that's very peculiar."

With a thought from Jiang Ding, the top of a tall Buddhist pagoda in the city exploded and a palm-sized Guanyin stone statue with a strange smile flew out, exuding intense resentment and the scent of incense.

"Namo compassionate Guanyin!"

The moment he saw it, a name came to mind, almost seeing the scene of thousands of devotees worshipping fervently. Finally, with a serene smile on their faces, their Divine Souls and all their Essence Blood were integrated into the Guanyin statue.

Traces of godly incense passed through the Guanyin statue to an unknown space.

"Blood sacrifices, ghostly deities, evil cults!"

Recalling records from books, Jiang Ding's expression changed drastically, memories of Canghai Steel Floating Island cultivators manipulating millions of mortals during the College Entrance Exam flashing through his mind.

"It must be a cultivation method transmitted from the Outer Realm, where some cultivator attempts to extend life and advance by gathering incense."

"Unaware that after short-lived gains, he is bound to lose himself and die."

"The Way of the Gods' incense is said to be intangible, but after collecting enough clues, the military base on the Canghai Steel Floating Island can still locate its convergence point; there's no escape."

"Now, it's time to eradicate the Liyun Sect."

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense searched for the city's officials, provided a bit of reassurance, and left without a trace.

Two days later.

A hundred and eight Air-Space Warplanes appeared one hundred kilometers from the Liyun Sect. Through Third-Order Spirit Sonar, the fear and turmoil of all the Sect's cultivators could be seen.

The great Sect Protection Formation lit up, gloomy and pitch-black, with thousands of ghostly shadows crossing the sky, howling furiously with malice.

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