It seemed the Bi Fang World's ancestor had sensed the terrifying magical artifact in the distance, and he immediately let out a despairing roar.
Yet unfortunately, the cannon muzzle large enough to swallow a mountain had already begun to glow with a hopeless light.
Whoosh!
A long beam of light shot straight toward the Bi Fang World. All defenses, all formations, were as good as nothing before it.
Boom!
The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart; mountains and rivers shifted.
A Great World capable of housing tens of billions of living beings simply crumbled to pieces.
Watching this shocking scene, no one could say a word.
Chen Changsheng slightly raised his right hand and said, "Extend the artillery fire. Send people down to handle the cleanup."
At Chen Changsheng's command, Chou Gu sent out the corresponding orders.
Only then did Chen Changsheng begin arranging the sand table before him.
"I brought up the matter of strategic depth from the very beginning today, and I have kept bringing it up until now."
"But I believe that, even ten breaths ago, none of you had taken this term to heart."
"Perhaps you think your defenses are almost flawless."
"But I want to tell you that the times have changed. Traditional methods of warfare have already become a thing of the past."
Hearing this, Cui Xingye turned to Chen Changsheng and said, "Are you trying to tell us that cultivators have become a thing of the past?"
"Not at all!"
"Cultivators will always be the mainstream of this world. The only thing outdated is you."
"For a hundred thousand years, a million years, even ten million years..."
"Cultivators have constantly progressed and changed. The only thing that has remained unchanged is your ingrained, rigid way of thinking."
"In your eyes, as long