Chapter 1181 - 1181 1149 Thunder Department Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and Hundreds of Millions of Evil Ghosts

1181: Chapter 1149: Thunder Department Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and Hundreds of Millions of Evil Ghosts 1181: Chapter 1149: Thunder Department Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and Hundreds of Millions of Evil Ghosts Jiang Ding looked toward the sky, utilizing the Great Sun World Defining Array to cast his gaze into the distant, pitch-black starry sky.

There, at a certain moment, tens of thousands of miles of space shattered completely, transforming into endless thunderbolts that burst forth within the starry sky.

The lightning illuminated all directions, dazzling and stunning.

This thunderous celestial phenomenon lasted for several days, then billions of wailing ghosts and zombies emerged, and the phenomenon of a sky filled with the Blood Cloud appeared, as if the entirety of Yama Hell had descended, condemning all beings to be thrown into the Eighteen Layers of Hell to suffer eternal torment, never to find liberation.

After an unknown period, various lights converged.

Jiang Ding concentrated and held his breath, amplifying the scouting and detection abilities of the Great Sun World Defining Array to its maximum, aiming it toward that pitch-black patch of starry sky.

It was quite distant, unable to precisely scan, only capable of viewing some scenes.

Within that lightning, there were countless sword cultivators clad in lightning armor, numbering in the hundreds of thousands and still increasing.

Infinite lightning and clouds lifted them, each bearing a profound aura, endless majesty, and an intense cruelty of granting life and death.

The cosmic starry sky swayed with their arrival, and dark spatial cracks appeared from time to time.

They seemed like the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Heavenly Court’s Thunder Department!

Descending from the skies of the Upper Realm, with immense majesty, they subdue demons and cleanse the sins of the human world.

Wuwuwu…

On the other side, it was an extreme polar opposite, with various ghastly cries of ghosts and howls of wolves transmitting everywhere.

Even the boundless Star River couldn’t block it, penetrating into the eyes of cultivators, and illusions of falling into hell instantly appearing in their Divine Souls.

Within the crimson Blood Cloud, numerous flayed ghosts, zombies, and white skeletons continuously surged out from a void point like a tidal wave, instantly spreading in all directions.

With each step these ghosts took, they left behind a bloody footprint, with dripping blood trembling and converging, swiftly forming pools of Blood Lake, spreading outwards.

In the pitch-black cosmic starry sky, a dark red Blood Lake appeared!

On one side were the majestic and unpredictable Divine Generals of the Heavenly Court Thunder Department,

And on the other, the ghastly wails of billions of evil ghosts and demons.

These were two extremes, both carrying an incredibly terrifying aura, far beyond the imagination of many Immortals of Nascent Soul in the Minor Thousand World.

Immortal Qingyun, Immortal Yin Dao, Gong Caiyu, Blood Cloud…

these Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Tushan Central Court were initially very confident and self-assured, as after all, their military formations honed over hundreds of years were incredibly strong, easily capable of suppressing past entities like the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch.

However, now their faces were deathly pale, eyes filled with terror.

These descending Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Thunder Department, and billions of demons and ghosts, even projecting a mere hint of their aura, even across the vast distances of starry space, made these cultivators acutely feel as if their military formations were as insignificant as ants before them, absolutely not on the same level.

Even the Great Sun Longsword Metropolis, where the bloodthirsty and mad sword cultivators were typically, fell silent at this moment, no longer as agitated, gripping the hilt of their swords, knuckles turning white.

All the Immortals resisted the urge to tremble as they looked upward.

“Thunder Path…”

“Blood Path…”

Jiang Ding’s eyes shone like the furnace of a great sun, his gaze piercing forward for several inches, looking into the far starry sky and murmuring to himself, “Could this be a coincidence?”

He flipped his hand and revealed two Jade Slips, his Divine Sense exploring and contemplating within.

Some sharp-eyed and equally fond cultivators of the Book Pavilion among the Immortals of Nascent Soul had a thought.

These two Jade Slips were from the entire collection of the Tushan Central Court’s Book Pavilion, which they had also studied multiple times before, gaining some understanding through analogy.

These were two Cultivation Methods.

Originating from this realm between thirty thousand to a hundred thousand years ago, once flourishing from two Ancient Sects, these were named “Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Canon” and “Blood River Demonic Flame Canon,” once the strongest legacies of this realm.

These two long-extinct Ancient Sects were known as the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect and the Blood River Sect!

Swoosh!

Instantly, countless Immortals’ gazes landed on Blood Cloud.

Blood Cloud, a powerful figure who rose among the independent practitioners of the Northern Plains.

His prominence was significantly due to an astonishing encounter during his youth, receiving the legacy of the ancient Great Sect of the Demonic Path, the Blood River Sect!

“My fellow cultivators, I do not know.”

Blood Cloud bitterly smiled, “The Blood River Sect I obtained is extremely incomplete; even the Blood Cloud Banner is damaged, and only the Nascent Soul Stage secrets were passed down.

Otherwise, back then, I wouldn’t have had to fight to the death to advance to the Nascent Soul, and only by sheer luck did my wishes come true.”

“These outer realm powers…”

He shook his head, unable to determine anything, it was all just a fog.

At this moment, the green-clothed youth sitting on the Six Dao Throne put away two Cultivation Method Jade Slips.

“Ancient Sect, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect, Blood River Sect…”

Jiang Ding pondered.

In his Sea of Consciousness, his Divine Soul Computational Power was running on overload, recalculating and comparing.

He had already comprehended these two Cultivation Methods hundreds of years ago; he was fond of various kinds of knowledge from the Immortal Path, and he would spend a lot of time reading Immortal Path scriptures, this time merely revisiting them to confirm anything he might have missed in the past.

After several breaths.

“These two Ancient Sects from this domain and the suddenly appearing outer realm army bear similarities.”

Jiang Ding had a result from his calculations, decisively saying.

Although the Cultivation Methods of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect and the Blood River Sect were far weaker than those of the outer realm cultivator army, the similarities were too much to be mere coincidence.

It’s like they are inferior versions of those Cultivation Methods!

Jiang Ding’s gaze moved towards Blood Cloud, paused for a moment, then shifted away, finally landing on Immortal Qing Yun, Han Lin.

“Senior Chen He, please enlighten me!”

Jiang Ding transmitted with his Divine Sense, speaking in a deep tone.

Daoist Chen He!

Within the Nine Heavens Secret Realm in Yue Country of the Three Kingdoms, there once existed a residual soul of a power from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect known as Daoist Chen He, who resided within Han Lin from his childhood and had helped him a lot.

Now, though Jiang Ding verbally referred to him as a Senior and asked for guidance, his tone unconsciously carried a trace of cold murderous intent.

This Minor Thousand World held many of his friends for whom he cared, as well as his immense wealth, all related to his future path.

If someone acted as an inside agent, intending to undermine and dig up his roots, to kill his other old friends, then past relationships might just account for nothing.

“Tu Shan Fellow Taoist, it has nothing to do with me.”

“As just a residual soul, how could I possibly summon an army from the Upper Realm?”

Daoist Chen He bitterly smiled, “However, when our sect, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect, was at its peak, there was a record of an Ancestor Master ascending to the Upper Realm.

A name was vaguely recorded, so revered and deep was this Ancestor Master that he didn’t dare to mention it casually, even in a Jade Slip…”

“That name, it was called Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect…”

…

In the Star River, the space kept fluctuating, armies continually appeared, streaming endlessly.

Eventually, the army of the Thunder Department Heavenly Soldiers and Generals breached a million, with thunder crackling sound, billions of Thunder Runes blossomed, their presence as deep as ocean tides, thunder filling the heavens and earth, with immense majesty and power.

A billion demons of the Demon Blood Lake also gradually stabilized, forming in the Starry Sky a terrifying hell of fierce ghosts, zombies, and skeletons, laying out the illusionary shadow of a hell.

Two entirely different forces confronted each other, seemingly holding an old grudge.

“Immortal Technique!”

“Immortal Technique!”

“Go find the Immortal Technique…”

Out of nowhere, a deep, resonating sound like a giant bell boomed, two voices alternating, one like thunder destroying worldly beings, the other sinister and eerie, flickering in and out.

“Yes!”

A million from the Thunder Department’s Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, billions of ghostly creatures, zombies, and skeletons roared, countless Military Formation Runes blossomed, no longer confronting but turning into an overwhelming tide that spread towards the Minor Thousand World.

All meteorites en route, Netherworld Gang Wind Ocean Currents, before them were shattered.

The Minor Thousand World, like a helpless dancer within a Domain, possessed no power to resist!